Mr Sheltons house part 1 Freddie meets Mr Shelton

Author: spartan
Title: Mr. Shelton's house, part 1 (Freddie meets Mr. Shelton)
Date: 07 September 2013

Freddie loved the feel of his new leather pants. He didn’t get them with the lining, preferring to have the leather next to his skin. He got them skin tight for that reason. They looked great, shiny black. He couldn’t wait to show them to his friends at college. But that would not be for a month yet.

In the meantime, he wore them to his delivery job. He rode his motorcycle to work, leather jacket and leather boots, and now leather pants instead of his blue jeans. The pants completed the look. The company had a regulation company shirt and tie that he had to wear when delivering goods, but they didn’t have any pant requirements. He couldn’t wait to wear his new leather pants while making deliveries.

The company shirt and tie were given to the employees to keep and maintain. The company colors were black and red. The shirt was black with red lettering for the company name, and the tie was red. The shirt was heavy with a hard collar which stood high up on the wearer’s neck, and was skin tight. The company owner was an ex-Marine officer, and knew that women liked men who were young, were fit, and wore skin tight clothes with the collar high and the tie tight, giving the appearance of being hunks. So he had his delivery boys fit that mold to try to improve his business. When the owner called his delivery boys to attention in the morning for inspection before starting their deliveries, he noticed and approved of Freddie’s new pants. He thought this might get his women customers more excited.

Freddie’s first delivery was to Mrs. Thompson. The other delivery boys had warned him about her. She was always on the prowl for young delivery boys to service her while her husband was at work. But the company timed their delivery boys, so they couldn’t spend any extra time at her house. Freddie didn’t want to, anyway.

When Freddie brought Mrs. Thompson’s purchase into her house, she remarked “very nice.”

“Our company only sells top quality merchandise” Freddie responded as he’d been taught to do.

“I wasn’t referring to my purchase.” Freddie was momentarily taken aback when he heard this. “Let me get you something to drink.”

“Thanks, Mrs. Thompson, but my company times me for each delivery, and I can’t stay or I might get fired.”

“What a terrible way to treat employees. I’m going to tell them that the next time I’m in their store.”

“Thanks, I’d appreciate that, Mrs. Thompson, but now that I’ve finished your delivery, I have to be getting back.”

Freddie quickly left the house, breathing a sigh of relief as he did so. Freddie’s next delivery was to Mr. Shelton. After he’d delivered Mr. Shelton’s purchase, Mr. Shelton said “you must like leather. Those are nice pants.”

“Thank you, and yes, I do like leather.”

“In that case, I’ve got something here that you will probably really like. Wait here a minute and I’ll get it.”

Mr. Shelton returned carrying a leather straitjacket. On seeing it, Freddie’s eyes got wide and he said “I’ve heard about this, but I’ve never seen one.”

“Would you like to try it on?”

Freddie couldn’t stop handling the straitjacket, and said “I’d love to, but I have to be getting back to the store. They time me, and I’m not allowed to stay long at any place I deliver to.”

“Then why don’t you come by after you finish work. I’m retired, I have all this neat gear, and I have no one to share it with. I’d love to have someone visit who would appreciate it.”

Freddie continued looking at the straitjacket, and finally made up his mind. Almost to himself he said “I’ll do it! I’ll be by after I finish work tonight.”

“I can have dinner ready for you.”

“Thanks, but I’ll pick up a little something before coming here. Expect me at around 6:30.”

“See you then.”

Freddie was right on time that night. He’d been thinking about that straitjacket all the rest of the day. After parking his motorcycle, he arrived wearing his leather pants, boots and jacket, in addition to his delivery shirt and tie. Mr. Shelton had the straitjacket waiting for him. He had Freddie remove all the clothes above his pants, and helped him put the straitjacket on. It was not the normal kind. Mr. Shelton had noticed that Freddie’s jacket was very tight, as were the pants, not to mention the shirt and tie, so he pulled all the straps tight, rechecking them later and pulling them tighter when possible.

After Freddie was completely ensnared in the jacket, all the straps buckled and pulled tight, Freddie said “that collar seems high and stiff. I can’t look down. I’ve never seen a straitjacket with that.”

“This is not a normal straitjacket. It has a built-in posture collar to keep the head held high and prevent you from looking down. With this on, you won’t be able to see what I’m doing to your tits or your cock.”

“My tits? Why would you be doing something to them?”

“This jacket also has snap-on tit coverings. I’ll remove them, and show you what can be done.”

Mr. Shelton removed the tit coverings and started gently running his fingers over the tips of Freddie’s tits.

“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god! That is amazing! I can’t believe the feeling that gives.”

“I notice that you’ve got a growing bulge in the front of your pants. I’ll unzip them and bring out your cock.”

Soon Freddie’s erect cock was sticking up out of his leather pants as Mr. Shelton continued gently stroking the tips of Freddie’s tits. Freddie was groaning in ecstasy.

“Would you like me to stroke your cock as well?”

“I’ve never had another person do that, though I’ve done it myself many times. I don’t know. If it goes off it will make a mess.”

“I’ll get a condom to put over it, and then start stroking it.”

Mr. Shelton left the room for a bit and returned with a condom which he stretched over Freddie’s erect cock. He started stroking it with one hand while gently stroking the tips of Freddie’s tits with the other. It didn’t take long for the inevitable result. Afterwards, Mr. Shelton helped Freddie to sit down on his couch.

“Have you ever been in any other bondage gear?”

“No, but I’ve wanted to. I’ve often wondered what it would be like.”

“I’ve got a lot more. I’ll get you some ankle cuffs with a foot long chain between which will fit over your boots. And I’ll get a leather penis gag which I’ll strap on.”

Mr. Shelton was back with the two items, and Freddie soon had them on.

“I’ll take you down to my dungeon and show you more gear that I’ve got. Maybe there will be something else there that you will like to experience.”

This was an entirely new world for Freddie. He’d seen very little bondage gear, and here was a whole bunch. Many of them he didn’t know the use for. Mr. Shelton tried explaining them, but there was only so much that Freddie understood.

After the tour, Mr. Shelton asked Freddie if he had to be getting home, and Freddie nodded his head up and down as best he could. So Mr. Shelton removed the gear from Freddie so he could get back into the clothes he wore when he arrived. As he was starting to leave, Mr. Shelton said “your visit has been the highlight of my day. You’re welcome to come back any time you want to.”

“Could I come back tomorrow night at the same time? And the next night? I’d love to come here every night.”

“Excellent. I’d love to have you come by every night. I look forward to your visit tomorrow night.”

True to his word, Freddie spent every night at Mr. Shelton’s in his leather pants, plus the straitjacket and the other two accoutrements. Mr. Shelton stroked Freddie each night, and Freddie erupted. On Friday night before strapping the penis gag on, Mr. Shelton asked Freddie “will you be working the weekend as well?”

“I work Saturday, but the store is closed on Sunday.”

“Would you like to stay here Saturday night and Sunday?”

“And how! I’d love that.”

“Then let’s plan on it.”

When Saturday night came, before strapping the penis gag on, Mr. Shelton asked Freddie “I know almost nothing about you. I assume you are going to the college here in town during the fall, winter and spring, and have a summer job.”

“Yes. My folks live about 500 miles away. My aunt left me some money and I’ve got some scholarships for college, but I’ve still had to budget my money to make sure that I can afford the apartment and college. The summer job has helped. I was able to buy the motorcycle with my aunt’s money, but I held off any other purchases until I got the summer job. That has allowed me to get my leather pants.”

“If you want, you can save some extra money by giving up your apartment and moving in here with me. I’ve got extra rooms in my house, and I wouldn’t charge rent, just expecting you to do some chores to earn your keep. And that way, you can have all the bondage you want.”

“That sounds almost too good to be true. It would be a dream setup for me. If you’re sure that would be okay with you, then I’ll say ‘yes’.”

“Good. But I’d like to finalize the agreement with a contract. I’ll write one up and see if it meets with your approval.”

“Okay.”

“But in the meantime, if you’re staying the night tonight, I assume you will want to be in bondage, so I’ll have to make suitable arrangements. One of them will be to put your cock in chastity. I won’t be able to continue changing your condoms during the night.”

“I’ve heard of chastity devices, but I’ve never seen one. I’ll be interested to see and feel what that will be like.”

After the nightly ejaculation with Freddie in the gear he’d started in the first night and Mr. Shelton stroking his tits and cock, Mr. Shelton saw to getting a bed ready for Freddie. It consisted of the bed frame and the mattress, as well as a few chains attached to the frame. When Mr. Shelton took Freddie into the bedroom, he said “I’ll take your boots off. You won’t want to go to bed with those on. But otherwise, I’ll leave everything else on. First, I need to put your cock in chastity.”

Mr. Shelton showed the device to Freddie and explained how it worked. Then he removed the condom from Freddie’s cock, cleaned it off, and put the now deflated cock into the chastity, which he locked. Next he removed Freddie’s boots, and helping Freddie down onto the bed, he cuffed Freddie’s ankles in some hinged ankle cuffs which had a chain connecting them to the end of the bed frame. After Freddie was stretched out on the bed, a chain was wrapped a couple of times around Freddie’s knees, and padlocked to both sides of the bed frame. Mr. Shelton did the same with a chain around Freddie’s stomach below the crossed arms. Finally, with Freddie extended up the bed as far as he could go, which meant having his head sticking out beyond the end of the bed frame and mattress, Mr. Shelton wrapped a chain a couple of times over the hard posture collar of the straitjacket and pulled it down to padlock it to the bed frame. Freddie’s head was bent back down. Last, Mr. Shelton put a leather blindfold on Freddie. He told Freddie “the chains are to keep you from falling out of bed.” Then he said to sleep tight, turned off the lights, and left the room.

Freddie was well and truly attached to the bed frame, hardly able to move any part of his body. He was turned on by this, but couldn’t get hard due to the chastity. He couldn’t see or speak, and had to breathe through his nose. He wondered if he would get any sleep. But it didn’t matter if he did – he loved it.

The next morning, after Freddie had finally dozed off, Mr. Shelton came in, unsnapped the tit coverings from Freddie’s straitjacket, and started lightly stroking the tips of Freddie’s tits. This caused Freddie to wake up, and groan from the pleasurable feeling, but also from the frustration of trying to get hard, both from the tit tickling and his normal morning woodie, but not being able to in the chastity. Then Mr. Shelton attached tit clamps with a connecting chain. He told Freddie what they were, that there would soon be some pain, if not already, but that they would also cause arousal. Freddie just moaned. Mr. Shelton snapped the tit covering back on over the tit clamps. He said “I’ll be back with some breakfast.”

When Mr. Shelton returned with some food, he only unstrapped the penis gag from Freddie’s mouth. The blindfold stayed on, and Freddie’s neck was still bent back, chained to the bed frame. Slowly, Mr. Shelton fed Freddie a forkful of food at a time, waiting for him to chew and swallow, periodically giving him some orange juice through a straw. Finally breakfast was over, and Mr. Shelton strapped the penis gag back on while he took the dishes into the kitchen to be washed.

He didn’t return to Freddie’s bedroom for a couple of hours. He released Freddie from the bed, and also helped him out of all the gear. He told him where the bathroom was, and to shower, shave and brush his teeth. When Freddie was finished cleaning up, Mr. Shelton took him down to the dungeon and asked him what he would like to be put into next.

Freddie looked around, and finally picked a box with a hole sticking out of the top. Mr. Shelton said “excellent choice. I will need to put some metal restraints on you while you’re in there to make your visit there appropriate.

Mr. Shelton first brought out a metal collar. When Freddie put it on, Mr. Shelton was not pleased. He took it off and brought back a different one. When Freddie put this one on, barely being able to close it before Mr. Shelton padlocked it, Mr. Shelton was pleased, but Freddie said “this one is awfully tight.”

“Don’t you like your bondage to be tight?”

“Yes, but I hadn’t envisioned something around my neck being so tight.”

“You’ll get used to it. Now for the ankles and wrists.” Mr. Shelton brought back a set of wrist-ankle manacles with a short chain between them. He went over to the box, and opened the side. The head hole was set toward the back, and the inside of the box was partitioned into two equal halves. The part under the head hole was barely wide enough for someone to fit into. The other half was mostly filled in.

Mr. Shelton told Freddie to get onto his knees and slide into the box under the head hole. As he was doing so, Mr. Shelton applied the ankle part of the cuff combination to Freddie’s ankles. Mr. Shelton held on to the wrist part which he pulled up, and after Freddie had gotten positioned into the box, he put Freddie’s wrists behind his back into the wrist part of the combination.

“You are now in what is called a hog-tie, with your wrists and ankles connected together. Normally hog-ties are done with the person resting on their stomach. But this way, being on your knees, you can have your head sticking up through the head hole.”

Mr. Shelton, after making sure that Freddie’s head was in the proper place, closed the side of the box, padlocked it, and closed the head covering around Freddie’s head above the collar. The head covering was adjustable, and Mr. Shelton made it tight around Freddie’s neck just under his chin. He then brought out the leather blindfold and put it on. He also brought out the leather penis gag, but before strapping it on, he said “the purpose of this box is for a person to get on top of it and put their cock into the mouth of the person who is in the box for them to suck. Have you ever done this before?”

“No.”

“Do you want to suck mine now?”

“I don’t know.”

“It would be a way of repaying me for what I’ve done for you.”

“Oh. Okay, then. Why not.”

“Okay. I’m not ready for it yet, so I’ll strap the penis gag on you before I am. When I remove it, that is when I am ready to stick my cock in your mouth. You are to suck it, massage it with your gums, but in no way are you to bite it with your teeth. Understood?”

“Yes.”

“Good.” With that, he strapped the penis gag back on and left the room.

Mr. Shelton was gone for a couple of hours. When he returned, he got up on the box top without his pants on, unstrapped the penis gag, and stuck his erect cock a little way into Freddie’s mouth. Freddie started co-operating, and soon Mr. Shelton erupted down Freddie’s throat, his cock further in. Freddie also wanted to erupt, but couldn’t because of the chastity.

Mr. Shelton strapped the penis gag back onto Freddie, and got off the box. He put his fingers over Freddie’s nostrils. With the gag filling his mouth, Freddie couldn’t breathe. After about a minute Freddie started bucking his head back and forth to get Mr. Shelton’s fingers off his nostrils. That’s when Mr. Shelton removed them. He removed Freddie’s gag, and told him that this was another form of arousal, cutting off someone’s breath. He asked “how did you enjoy that?”

“I would have erupted if it weren’t for that damn chastity.”

Mr. Shelton chuckled as he strapped Freddie’s penis gag back on. Then he opened the side of the box. He pushed the two coverings around Freddie’s neck back, so that Freddie had to bend backwards. There was a hook underneath the forward piece. Mr. Shelton unsnapped the covering over Freddie’s tits, pulled the chain connecting the clamps up, and re-snapped the tit covering. He pulled the chain up to where it barely fit over the hook. Then he pushed the two coverings around Freddie’s neck back to their original position, which pulled the chain attached to the clamps on Freddie’s tits. This elicited a reaction from Freddie into his gag as he felt the pain. Mr. Shelton chuckled as he put the side of the box back and padlocked it again. He said “there are several modifications that can be made to someone who is in that box. You’ve encountered a couple of them.” He left Freddie like he was and left the room.

After a couple of hours Mr. Shelton was back with Freddie’s lunch. He again just unstrapped Freddie’s penis gag and fed him. When done, he strapped the penis gag back on and left the room. When his gag had been removed, Freddie had been expecting Mr. Shelton’s cock again, and was surprised to get a bite of food. He realized that without sight, he didn’t know what to expect.

After a couple of hours Mr. Shelton was back again. This time when he unstrapped Freddie’s penis gag, it was his erect cock that was put into Freddie’s mouth. Again Freddie co-operated, and soon Mr. Shelton erupted. And again, Freddie wanted to, but couldn’t due to the chastity. And the tit clamps chain stretched out didn’t help matters. Freddie was noticing that there were limitations to being the one who was bound, that his wishes didn’t seem to always get satisfied.

After a couple of hours, Mr. Shelton again returned. He opened the side of the box. He first put a hose through a hole in the front part of the bottom of the box, pushing it to the back of the box where Freddie was. Then he removed the chastity device from Freddie. He immediately covered Freddie’s cock with the end of the hose. Then he closed and padlocked the box again.

“This is called a milking machine. I figured that with all you’ve been through you need to get your rocks off.” Having said that, he flipped a switch, and soon, the machine started stroking Freddie’s cock. In no time Freddie erupted. The machine vacuumed out all Freddie’s cum. But the machine didn’t stop. It kept stroking. It didn’t take long for Freddie to again erupt. Freddie was getting weak from the effort. The machine still kept stroking. This time it took quite an effort for Freddie to get hard and erupt again. After this one, Mr. Shelton turned the machine off. Freddie was spent.

Mr. Shelton sat down on the box and unstrapped the penis gag from Freddie. “How did you enjoy your time in the box?”

“That was quite an experience.”

“Would you like to do it again sometime?”

“Sure!”

“When would you like to move in here?”
“As soon as possible.”

“Then I’d better release you now so you can get started.”


To be continued