John Becomes Famous part 2 - his new life and the search

Author: spartan
Title: John Becomes Famous (part 2) - his new life and the search
Date: 23 December 2009

The slave master decided to put John in a jail cell he had in his dungeon, attaching a chain to the ceiling and putting John in the same position he had originally started in at home. He attached the hand cuff key to the same place on the chain, and put the step stool in the same place on the floor. He wanted John to initially think that he had dreamed the whole scenario of the key and step stool disappearing. The only problem was, John was no longer at home but was locked inside the master's dungeon jail cell.

When John regained consciousness he started to stretch his limbs and realized he was in bondage, and couldn't. Then he started remembering the problem that he had. His next action was to see if the key was there. It was! Suddenly the world was wonderful again! There's nothing like a good night's sleep to resolve your problems, John thought.

He unlocked his hands from the cuffs, fumbling for awhile since his fingers were numb, and had to take a few minutes to restore circulation back into his fingers. Then he checked around for the foot stool, got up onto it, and unclipped the chain holding him to the railing overhead. All these actions he had done a number of times before. Then he removed his hood and saw that it was totally dark in his house. He remembered leaving the light on, so he figured the power must have gone off.

He unclipped the chain around his neck that led down to his ankles, and undid the ankle cuffs (the darby key was still where he had left it). Then he took out his gag and breathed a long sigh of relief. That was a scary dream he'd had. But too bad, in a way, that it wasn't real. He got off the stool and started to walk over to where he could get some light. But he got a rude shock when he walked into the jail cell wall. At this point the lights went on.

A voice from overhead said, "Welcome, John, to my dungeon. I have decided to let you live your bondage fantasy. You will be allowed to experience all the dreams you have had, but were unable to live out because you had no bondage partner. You are, in effect, now living in your own bondage heaven. But first, you need to clean up and eat. Behind you is a shower with towels laid out, and a toilet. Put your clothes near the jail cell walls and they will be cleaned for you. While you are showering a dinner will be prepared for you. Also, while you are showering, you need to think about what will be the next bondage position you want to be placed in. I will accommodate your wishes. Enjoy."

What the hell is going on?, John thought. Am I still dreaming? The voice was like something from the Wizard of Oz. It was as if, while John was in bondage, someone had come into his house and erected jail cell walls around him, a bathroom, a camera and a loudspeaker. But since John couldn't get out, he figured he may as well make the best of it. So he took off his clothes and stepped into the shower. While he was thinking about what his next bondage position should be, something he'd always wanted to do but couldn't without a partner, a nice dinner was slid through the grate and into the jail cell. But there were no utensils provided. Plus, John's soiled clothes were removed, but no new ones were put in.

When John got out of the shower, he noticed that there were no clothes, so he just kept the towel around him and, since there were no utensils, started eating with his fingers. The food tasted good. Finally when he was done, he put the dirty dishes next to the cell wall, washed his hands, and waited. The voice came on again, asking him what bondage position he had chosen. John replied, assuming he could be heard, that he'd never experienced being strapped into either a straight jacket or a sleep sack before, being unable to do so by himself. The voice said his wish would be granted. Then John started feeling sleepy, and soon fell asleep, since the food had been drugged.

When John awoke, he found himself back in his rubber body suit, but strapped inside a leather sleep sack, his arms confined in the sleeves. He was also strapped onto a mattress, still inside the jail cell. It was comfortable and stimulating because he couldn't move much. He also felt something inside his rectum, as well as something attached to his tits and his dick. They didn't hurt, but they were something he hadn't felt before. As he had started showing some signs of life, the voice came on again from above.

"Welcome back, John. As you see, I have accommodated you with your bondage desire of being strapped in a sleep sack. You will be accommodated as such every evening, assuming you cooperate. Likewise, during the day, I will accommodate you with a straight jacket. But you're probably wondering why I am fulfilling all your fantasies, being so nice to you. It's because I want something in return from you. You see, I need someone to help me in this place. It's too much for me to keep up on my own. So I have decided to have you help me. I hope you will be able to help me. Because, you see, if you don't I have the ability to punish you, like this." And with that, a severe electrical shock went through John's tits, penis and rectum. The shock was brief, but the effect on John lasted for several minutes. Obviously what John had noticed on his tits, penis and rectum was wires hooked up to a shock device.

"If necessary, I will do that again to you. All you have to do to avoid it is to just satisfy my simple orders. I won't ever tell you to do anything difficult, unless you want me to, and all I require is obedience. In return, you will have your room, board, and all the bondage you crave. I think that is a fair trade. Think it over."

With that, John was left to think about what he'd been offered. He had no family or friends, other than the people he'd known at work. This would certainly be a change in lifestyle for him. But what was he thinking? Being in a jail cell in a dungeon he really didn't have a choice but to accept it. Plus it was a chance to fulfill some life-long dreams he'd had. So he said he would accept the offer.

The sleep sack was close enough to the jail cell walls for the master to release John from outside. Then the master had John turn his back while he tightly strapped on a tall, thick rubber posture collar and locked the straps. The master put metal cuffs with a connecting chain on John's ankles and hands (in the front). The only changes from the master's normal routine were the type of collar and the lack of a chastity cage.

With this the master told John that he was now the master's slave in training. John thanked the master for this, saying that he'd always dreamed of being a slave in bondage, and would do whatever necessary to satisfy the master so he could be put in bondage. The master would normally tell his slave not to talk unless spoken to, but he was still learning about John and wanted him to talk. The master replied that he was happy to know that, and would reward such an attitude by not keeping John in chastity.

Thus began John's new life. The slave master planned to use a combination carrot and stick approach, combined with disorientation. The fact that John was such a willing participant was a distinct advantage.

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The company that John worked for started getting concerned when John didn't show up for work and didn't respond to any attempts to contact him. After all, John was a key employee in the company team, their own trusted slave. So they reported it to the police. When the police went to check out John's house, they found it to be devoid of furniture, but with evidence of recent habitation. Since there had been a rash of burglaries in that neighborhood recently, they decided to discreetly stake out the house from nearby. That's how they caught the two burglars in the act.

When questioned, the burglars denied any knowledge of John's disappearance. But when confronted with the facts that they were using his house as a base of operations for the neighborhood burglaries, which meant they knew that John would not be returning, plus using his van to transport their booty, together with the obvious evidence that they had cleared out the house of anything of value, it was hard for them to continue denying. Faced with a charge of kidnapping, which was much more severe than burglary, they finally fingered their fence.

The police knew the fence, and knew that it would be very difficult to find evidence on him regarding John's disappearance. So before allowing the burglars to contact anyone, and before confronting the fence, the police got a warrant to tape the fence's phone, based on the burglars' admission. Thus, when the burglars called the fence to tell him about the police's knowledge, though not their fingering of him, they got corroborating evidence that the fence was involved. But it didn't at first get them any closer to locating John. Tailing the fence didn't gain them any additional knowledge about John's whereabouts, either. They had evidence for a charge of selling stolen property, but they held off on this, since the primary focus was in finding John.

In the meantime, an enterprising reporter for the local newspaper had found out about John's disappearance. He decided that what John needed most was some publicity. In doing so he knew that what he, the reporter, needed most, was to give John some publicity in order to promote himself. The local newspaper, recognizing a good story that could sell papers, was quite happy to provide the publicity. So John, the kidnap victim, was becoming famous due to the reporter's work.

Soon other media were sensing a good story and were picking up on it, since there wasn't much other news going on. John's disappearance became the favorite topic on local radio talk shows. Local television did a few stories about John, always featuring the enterprising reporter, since he was the most knowledgeable person on the subject. Everyone was wondering where John could be. A person shouldn't be able to just disappear in that city. A body was found, and people immediately wondered whether it was John. The back yard at John's house was dug up with no results. It was a mystery that captured the city's imagination. But no one, other than the police who were keeping it quiet, knew about John's interest in bondage.

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As time was passing while the police waited for something to direct them to John's whereabouts, John was becoming more and more dependent on his master. The master had discovered a lot about John's life. He'd found out that John was a very lonely man, afraid to reach out because of his bondage fetish, that John in effect had built his own prison walls to keep away anyone who could start getting close enough to him to find out about his interest in bondage, since John's strict upbringing taught him to be ashamed of his bondage fetish. The master could easily fill a big void in John's life.

The master never had to use the shock on John again after the first demonstration. John was the easiest slave to train that the master had ever had. John himself had not realized how desperately he needed someone like the master in his life. So John quickly took to the master. The master knew that John had gone about as far as he could with self-bondage, and clearly wanted much more. The absence of any devices in John's gear to inflict pain told the master to restrict John to just bondage. Wearing an ever changing variety of rubber, leather, metal, hoods, gags, cat suits, straight jackets and such like, John was being suspended, sometimes upside down, being tied up and chained in stressful positions, and he loved every minute of it, always craving more.

The master was making all of John's decisions, and John was pleased with his new life. Thoughts and memories about his previous life quickly disappeared as John was continually exposed to ever more bondage gratification and increasing responsibilities in his master's house, since John was cooperating fully with his master. Thoughts of escape and disobedience were not a part of John's mind set. John, while becoming more and more a public figure outside, was becoming more and more a private person inside now that he had the master's companionship and leadership. John still was strapped into the sleep sack every night, not for security but for John's bondage gratification, and during the day he wore his favorite rubber body suit while doing his tasks.

The master had long since let John out of the jail cell in the dungeon, initially having John do housework, then having more responsibilities. He was becoming more and more a part of the master's life. This was, of course, what the master wanted to happen with John, though his initial statement of that to John was just to gain John's trust and cooperation. John had become a different kind of slave. They had developed a symbiotic relationship, not one involving much sex, though there were times when the master needed to be satisfied, but one in which each of them relied on and needed the other for their daily lives. The master had become John's missing family. John had become the master's missing houseboy/assistant.

The master had businesses to run, businesses which were not legitimate, and for which he could not trust someone in his house who was not totally reliant on the master. The master had needed a new houseboy/assistant since he had transferred the last one to a more suitable position in the master's business empire. John quickly fit the master's need perfectly, doing a lot of the paper work for the master's businesses. All the master had to do was to satisfy John's lust for bondage and continue to fill John's need for companionship. The master was careful not to overload John with work, since when John finished the housework and paperwork, John could have his bondage fun, which was important in keeping John's loyalty to the master.

The master had trained a number of slaves in the past. Once he had their obedience and learned about their skills and character, the master would try to fit them into his various businesses, transferring them and their needs to other masters who ran his businesses. He had become very adept at this, and it was one of the reasons he was such a successful businessman. But he had not come across anyone with the total devotion that John displayed. To the master, John was special. And to John, the master was special.

And all this time, there was a hue and cry from the media. Where is John? Why aren't the police doing more to find him? The reporter was riding this story for all it was worth. Finding John had become the reporter's passion in life, his key to success.

(to be continued)