Mr Sheltons house part 2 Freddie living with Mr Shelton

Author: spartan
Title: Mr. Shelton's house, part 2 (Freddie living with Mr. Shelton)
Date: 15 September 2013

Freddie notified his apartment manager that he was leaving. It only took him a couple of days to clean his things out and to move them into Mr. Shelton’s house. For the first few nights, Mr. Shelton figured that it would be best to have Freddie just sleep under covers like a normal person in order to get used to living at his house.

At night, after dinner, he had Freddie do the first set of his regular chores, washing the dishes. But he put Freddie into some bondage for the evening. He first had Freddie undo the collar and tie on his shirt so he could put that tight metal collar on his neck. Then he had Freddie button his collar over it and tie his tie. He put ankle cuffs with a foot long chain on Freddie’s ankles, and put his hands in Chatlet cuffs with his hands palm-to-palm in front of him. This effectively kept his arms together up to the elbow. Freddie was able to do chores using his fingers, including feeding himself, but couldn’t separate his wrists. After the first night, this got to be the way Freddie was treated as soon as he arrived at Mr. Shelton’s house. At night the cuffs were removed so Freddie could get his clothes off, but the Chatlet cuffs were put back on in front and hinged cuffs were put on his ankles for when he was in bed. The collar stayed on. In the morning all the gear was removed before Freddie left for work.

When Saturday night arrived, Mr. Shelton decided it was time to introduce Freddie to a leather sleep sack. Freddie immediately fell in love with it. He particularly liked the tightness of it with the straps pulled tight and the strings pulled tight. This was how he wanted to sleep at night from now on. Mr. Shelton also attached the tit clamps and the chastity, telling Freddie that they were to stay on until Monday morning. The collar stayed on.

Freddie didn’t like to hear that the chastity would be on until Monday morning, wanting to be serviced before then. Mr. Shelton said that he would remove it to be serviced like he had done the previous Sunday night, but if that were done, then the chastity was to stay on for the rest of the next week, including while he was working, since it didn’t show under the leather pants. Freddie thought about this, checked himself in the mirror to make sure that it didn’t show, and finally agreed.

Mr. Shelton also said that he had finished writing the contract, and that the next morning would be a good time for them to go over it. After attaching the end of the sleep sack and the collar to the bed frame, as well as putting the leather blindfold and penis gag on Freddie, Mr. Shelton left Freddie to spend the night. Freddie was as happy as he had ever been in his life, almost completely enclosed in leather to sleep in.

The next morning, after Freddie had been released to take care of his morning cleaning, Mr. Shelton had Freddie dress in his leather pants and boots, and put ankle cuffs with the foot long chain over the boots, as well as Chatlet cuffs on Freddie’s hands in front of him. After breakfast, which Mr. Shelton had Freddie prepare and serve, and after Freddie cleaned up the dishes, Mr. Shelton had Freddie sit down at the table to go over the contract.

The contract said that Mr. Shelton was to provide room and board for Freddie, as well as providing any clothes that were suitable for Freddie to wear. In return, Freddie was to do whatever chores Mr. Shelton deemed necessary for the upkeep of the house. In addition, Mr. Shelton was to put Freddie in whatever bondage gear that Mr. Shelton thought appropriate, and Freddie was to accept this gear without complaint. Mr. Shelton was free to take pictures and to post them wherever he wished without Freddie objecting, with Freddie’s face not shown. The rent was figured at the appropriate amount for the time and place, and there was a clause that if Freddie should ever decide to leave Mr. Shelton’s house, he was to pay Mr. Shelton the accumulated amount of the rent from when he first arrived, plus interest. The contract would expire when Freddie graduated from college.

Freddie read it over and thought about it. He laughed that he couldn’t dream of a reason why he would want to opt out of this arrangement, and signed his name at the appropriate line. Mr. Shelton also signed his name.

When this was finished and the contract was filed by Mr. Shelton in his safe, Mr. Shelton said “the metal collar signifies our contractual arrangement, and is to now be kept on for the duration of the contract. At night you’ve had your work shirt on over it, and it hasn’t shown, so it won’t be visible during work. And now I’ve gotten something that I want you to wear around the house.”

Mr. Shelton left and came back with some leather shirts and leather ties. He said “I took the measurements from your spare work shirts and had these made. They should be the same tight fit. I also had the inside finished in rough leather so that you will notice the leather when wearing them.”

Freddie’s eyes had lit up when he saw the shirt. He said “thank you very much, Mr. Shelton. I’ve always wanted a leather shirt. You’ve had them made exactly the way I would want them done. This is a fantastic gift. I don’t know how to thank you enough.”

After Freddie had put one on, he noticed that the collar was the same high one like his work shirt, and that it hid the metal collar underneath. The buttons were quite heavy, and were difficult to get put through the holes. There were two at the neck, one at the base and one at the top. He then had the difficult task of tying a leather tie. He figured that Mr. Shelton would want him to do it as he did the ties for his work shirt. But it wasn’t easy getting the knot the proper shape, and to push the tie tight into his neck. Finally he was satisfied with what he saw in the mirror. In fact, more than satisfied. He was turned on with what he saw. He finished by putting the tie clasp on that he wore with his work shirt.

When he came out, Mr. Shelton said “you look great. Have you seen yourself in the mirror?”

“Yes. The shirt and tie are perfect. Just what I’ve wanted. Thank you, thank you, thank you.”

“Good. But now that you’ve finished your morning chores, I’ll cuff your hands behind your back and gag you until I’ve got something else lined up for you to do.” Soon Freddie was propped up against the sofa, hands behind his back in hinged cuffs which had the connecting chain for the ankle cuffs pulled over it so that he was in a hog-tie position. He had the leather blindfold on and the leather penis gag. Freddie heard what sounded like a camera shutter. Mr. Shelton was taking pictures.

Mr. Shelton came back from the back yard. He released Freddie’s hands from behind him and put the Chatlet cuffs back on in front. He removed the blindfold and helped Freddie get up from the sofa. He gave Freddie a bowl to hold and led him out the back of the house. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I have an orchard here in the back. A lot of the fruit is starting to ripen and needs to be picked. That is what the bowl is for. If the fruit is ready to come off the tree, then it’s ripe. Don’t pick up any that have been setting on the ground. You should be able to fill the bowl.”

Mr. Shelton went back into the house, leaving Freddie with his chore. Freddie was a little uncomfortable outside in the restraints, wondering if anyone else might see him like this. But after looking around some, he realized that there didn’t seem to be anyone else looking into Mr. Shelton’s back yard, so he figured he was safe. It took about an hour for him to try the various trees for the low hanging fruit. A lot of them were high up out of his reach, and he figured he would need a ladder for those. But he was able to fill the bowl.

By the time he came back in, Mr. Shelton had just about finished preparing lunch. Freddie washed up and served the two of them. After lunch, he washed the dishes. While he was doing this, Mr. Shelton had put a ladder in the back yard. Soon Freddie was back out picking fruit again, this time up on the ladder. This was much slower going, but more productive. Several times he had filled the bowl and taken it in to be emptied, coming back out for more. It took several hours for him to complete the task, though most of the fruit hadn’t ripened yet. When he finished he took the ladder to where Mr. Shelton told him it was kept in the garage, and he washed up.

It wasn’t time for dinner yet, so Mr. Shelton took Freddie down to the dungeon and put him into the box again, set up as he had finished his last time there. Mr. Shelton took various pictures this time. After Freddie was set up, Mr. Shelton left for an hour or so. Soon he was back to feed Freddie his dinner. When this was done, he left for another hour or so, and was back to have Freddie service his cock. After this was done, Mr. Shelton cleaned up, and returned to milk Freddie’s cock. It again took three sessions to do so. After this was done, Mr. Shelton again left for an hour or so.

When Mr. Shelton returned, he released Freddie from the box and took him up to his bedroom. He took off the cuffs, and Freddie removed his clothes. Mr. Shelton helped Freddie into the leather sleep sack for his night’s sleep, the tit clamps, collar and chastity still on, and the usual leather blindfold and gag put on. Mr. Shelton then went into his study and started processing the pictures he’d taken. When he was satisfied with them, he uploaded them into his profiles in various sites. Then he started chatting with a dom friend of his.

The dom said “nice progress. He looks like a great sub. Have you added a butt plug yet?”

“Not yet. That and the leather hood are next. I don’t want to rush things. And college will be starting soon. The intense bondage will have to wait a while.”

“It’s good that you got him to sign the contract with the rent clause. He won’t want out, but he will probably start to become unhappy when you start the intense bondage. But you never know. He might like it.”

“I’m looking forward to finding out. I’m also hoping to have him bring some friends of his over from college. I might be able to get some more recruits.”

“I envy you. You’re well positioned in a college town. It was a lucky stroke when your delivery boy showed up in his leather pants.”

“Yes, that was a stroke of luck. But he’s very happy with the arrangement so far.”

“We’ll see how long that lasts. Let me know.”

“Will do. Look for me at this time next Sunday.”

The next morning Mr. Shelton released Freddie from his sleep sack and removed the blindfold, gag and tit clamps. But as he had told Freddie, the chastity and collar stayed on. Freddie was able to pass inspection at the store with those two pieces of gear not showing, and they weren’t detected during his day of deliveries. Word of him was starting to get around, and women were starting to request that he be the one to deliver their merchandise. The store owner was starting to wonder if he shouldn’t have all his delivery boys start wearing leather pants. The pants complemented the company shirts.

The next weekend at Mr. Shelton’s Freddie was introduced to a butt plug and a leather hood. He loved the leather hood, which had only pin holes at the nostrils for breathing. At night he now had the penis gag strapped on with the leather hood put on over it, strings pulled tight behind and strapped closed at the neck. Freddie was now completely enclosed in leather at night for sleeping except for the pin holes at the nostrils.

Harvest time was in full swing in the orchard, and Freddie spent all day Sunday picking fruit. At night he was put in the box for both of them to have their cocks serviced. With Freddie having been in chastity all week, he was able to cum four times for the milking machine. But this time there was another change Monday morning. In addition to the chastity and collar, the butt plug was now a permanent addition under Freddie’s work clothes. And again, he passed inspection at work with all of them in place, and they were not detected during his delivery rounds. But Freddie noticed the butt plug, especially when he was riding on his motorcycle or making deliveries in the company van. The vibrations and road bumps would cause the butt plug to sometimes start to hit his prostate. It was a good thing his cock was in chastity or he would arrive at work or at customers’ homes with an erect hard-on.

Freddie was enjoying spending every night sleeping in leather. The next weekend passed as had the previous one, with fruit harvest still going in full swing, but no new additional gear. Freddie was busier than ever delivering goods at the store. This was the last weekend before college started. Freddie was looking forward to showing off his leather clothes to his friends.

Mr. Shelton had told Freddie that he was to wear his leather shirt and tie, as well as his pants, to school every day. That was perfectly agreeable with Freddie. Mr. Shelton had gotten a spare pair of pants for Freddie to wear, as well as a spare pair of boots and jacket. Freddie was proud as a peacock. He was looking forward to showing off to his friends.

The store wanted Freddie to work on Saturdays as a delivery boy while school was in session, which Freddie agreed to do. The store was having to tell customers that if they wanted Freddie to deliver their purchases, they would have to wait until Saturday for him to do it, as he went to college during the week. Many of the women were willing to wait.

When college started, everyone noticed Freddie. His friends were surprised to see the change in him. This normally shy guy who cautiously started wearing a leather jacket and boots because he needed to wear them while riding his motorcycle, was now a fully leather clad guy. And he was clearly showing off in his leathers.

Some of his friends were a little turned off by the change. But some of his friends liked the new Freddie better. He also attracted new friends. Women were certainly attracted to him now, but he wasn’t particularly interested in them. Freddie was a little surprised, and somewhat taken aback, at the negative reactions by a few of his male friends. But he appreciated the reactions of the ones that were favorable. He hoped to improve those relationships. He showed off his motorcycle, and in the case of those who also owned one, admired theirs as well. He also answered questions about his leather shirt, tie and pants, though wasn’t able to answer their questions about where he got them. He finally had to admit that he was staying with a guy who bought them for him. This brought further questions about what their relationship was, questions which Freddie was reluctant to answer.

Freddie mentioned this to Mr. Shelton. Mr. Shelton told Freddie that he should just answer them honestly. He also told Freddie that if they wanted to come by to Mr. Shelton’s house, he would be happy to have them visit, and would be willing to show them around. Freddie had to think about whether he wanted any of his friends to know about his bondage relationship with Mr. Shelton.

Finally, one day after school when his friends were bugging him about his relationship with Mr. Shelton, Freddie told them. A couple of them were shocked to find out about this part of Freddie. But five of them were intrigued. Freddie told them about the collar, the chastity and the butt plug, having them feel his clothes to find the metal. All of them were surprised that Freddie wore them all the time, at school, when working as a delivery boy and when sleeping. They were even more impressed with Freddie. So Freddie felt good about finally opening up. Freddie told them that Mr. Shelton had said that they were welcome to come by at any time to see his place.

A few weeks went by without any takers for a visit. Meanwhile, Mr. Shelton had decided to step up the bondage on Freddie. He attached a chain from his collar through the ring attached to his Chatlet cuffs to his ankle cuffs. The chain was of reasonable length at first, but each week was made a little shorter. Before long Freddie was having to stoop over or bend his knees to do his chores.

In addition, for those times when Mr. Shelton would put cuffs on Freddie’s hands behind his back, he at first switched from hinged cuffs to Darby cuffs, and finally switched to the Chatlet cuffs with his hands palm-to-palm. This required having Freddie get his elbows very close together behind his back. Mr. Shelton at first used a rope to do this, tying Freddie’s arms above his elbows closer and closer together until they were close enough to put the Chatlet cuffs on. But eventually he would have Freddie try to do this himself before screwing the Chatlet cuffs on. Freddie was finding this to be a very uncomfortable position to be in for more than a short length of time. But he knew he was not to complain.

Finally as Halloween was approaching, Mr. Shelton suggested to Freddie that he invite his friends over for a Halloween party. Freddie liked the idea, and told his friends about it the next day. They agreed, figuring this was a good time to finally see the place that Freddie was living in, after hearing so much about it, and to see this guy that had made it all possible.

Mr. Shelton and Freddie decorated the living room with all kinds of bondage gear to make it look like a haunted bondage house. Then the night arrived. As previously agreed, the guests arrived at around 6:00 for dinner which was served by Freddie. As usual, he had the Chatlet cuffs on his hands in the front, ankle cuffs with a foot long chain between, with short chains attaching his collar to his Chatlet cuffs to his ankle cuffs which caused him to stoop over. And he had a penis gag strapped on.

When Freddie’s friends arrived, they first took a look around the living room at all the various bondage gear. Then dinner was served shortly after their arrival. They were impressed with Freddie and Mr. Shelton when they were told that this is how Freddie serves dinner every night, as well as cleaning the dishes afterwards. Mr. Shelton unlocked and removed the gag only for Freddie to feed himself.

When dinner was over, Mr. Shelton strapped and locked the penis gag back onto Freddie, and while Freddie took care of the dishes, Mr. Shelton started showing his friends around other rooms in his house. He first took them to Freddie’s bedroom to show them the leather sleep sack and hood which he slept in every night. Then he took them to the dungeon to show him all the gear. He pointed out the box, opened it to show them the inside, and told them that Freddie was put in that every Sunday night for both of them to have their cocks serviced, Freddie’s by using the nearby milking machine whose hose fit into and through the box.

When they got back upstairs, Freddie had finished the dishes. Mr. Shelton undid the connecting chains, and put the Chatlet cuffs on Freddie’s hands behind his back, saying that this is how Freddie is treated every night after he got his chores done. Gary said “why don’t you put those connecting chains on behind his back?”

Mr. Shelton said “hmm. Not a bad idea, except the ones I’ve been using would be too short.”

“Have you got any that are longer but would still force his head back?”

“Yes. I’ll get those and put them on him.”

Freddie was “mmpphh”-ing into his gag while this conversation was going on, to the delight of his friends.

When Mr. Shelton returned, he brought both a connecting chain and another metal collar. He said “I can connect the chain to his collar in the front by putting it through his shirt, but I can’t do that from the back. So I’d need to either have him put his shirt on backwards, or add another collar. I’ve decided to add another collar. This is a longer chain, but one that will still cause his head to be bent back.”

After locking on the second collar, the first one that he had attempted when fitting him, which went over the top of the leather shirt and the other collar, and therefore was quite tight at the top of Freddie’s neck, Mr. Shelton attached the longer connecting chain from Freddie’s ankle chain through the ring attached to his Chatlet cuffs to the collar. He had to bend Freddie’s head back quite a bit to get it to connect. With this arrangement, Freddie could bend his head close to upright by pulling the chain which brought his ankles together. But if he wanted to walk, he would have to bend his head back further to allow the connecting chain between his ankles to spread apart. It was an uncomfortable position to be in. Freddie tried making sounds into his gag, again to the delight of his friends, but he was having trouble doing so because he was choking. They were enjoying this.

Gary said “do you have any more of those Chatlet cuffs? Put some on Hank’s hands behind his back.”

Hank said “me? Why me? If you want them done, have them put on yourself.”

Eric said “would you agree to have them on you if they were also put on the other guy?”

Gary said “okay. If you’ve got enough, put them on all of us.”

They all agreed to this, and Mr. Shelton went to comply. He returned with four more pair as well as some rope, and said “you will have to get used to having your elbows close together to have them put on. I’ll have to rope your arms above your elbows, pull the rope to get your elbows closer after they’ve adjusted, until I can finally get the cuffs on your wrists.”

It took some time, but Mr. Shelton finally got them all cuffed. Hank said “Jesus, this is tight. My shoulders are starting to hurt. I don’t think I want to have these on after all.”

Gary privately agreed with Hank, but replied “oh, quit your complaining, Hank. You always want something, and then when you get it you complain. Mr. Shelton, if you’ve got another of those penis gags, strap it on him.”

“Me? Why me? If you’re going to gag me, then gag all of us.”

Eric said “okay, but first, I’d like to know if Freddie has ever been hung by that noose rope that you’ve got hanging over there.”

Everyone looked at the noose, which had been part of the decorations. Mr. Shelton said “no, Freddie has never had that done.”

“I’d like to see him hung like that.”

“Not tonight. He’s in enough stress as he is. Maybe at a future party.”

Freddie was a little shocked to hear that. He’d wondered what it would be like to have his neck in a noose, but didn’t think that he would be having it done here. Now it sounded like he might. He wasn’t sure he would like that. But in the meantime, he was having to deal with his stressful position. He was starting to regret having his friends over for a visit.

Soon all four of the guests were gagged. Mr. Shelton sat them down on the sofa and a chair and cuffed their ankles with hinged cuffs. Freddie was still left standing where he was. Mr. Shelton left the room and came back with a camera. When he started taking pictures, that brought a reaction from the guests, all of whom were making sounds into their gags. Mr. Shelton said “these pictures of you are just for my personal record. None will get posted anywhere without your permission. Freddie gave me his permission when he signed a contract allowing me to do to him whatever I wanted in exchange for free room and board and clothes. So don’t worry.”

This calmed the guests down. After Mr. Shelton had gotten his pictures, he left the room. When he returned, Hank had been making sounds into his gag, and was almost crying. Mr. Shelton asked him if he wanted his cuffs removed, and he vigorously nodded his head up and down. So Mr. Shelton removed them. But he kept the gag strapped on, which he had padlocked in the back. One by one, Mr. Shelton asked the others if they wanted the cuffs removed. Each nodded their head in agreement, except for Mort, who shook his head back and forth. The other three were surprised at this.

Mr. Shelton screwed Darby cuffs on the hands of the three who were out of the Chatlet cuffs. These were rounded and, though similar in appearance, were much easier to deal with. Soon all five were cuffed and gagged, with their ankles either cuffed together, or in the case of Freddie, in such a position as to be not able to move. Mr. Shelton then put on a bondage video on his television. It was pretty intense. There were a few wet spots on the fronts of their pants. Freddie bent his head forward periodically to get a look at parts that got reactions, but he couldn’t keep his head forward for long.

When it was over, since it was a school day, Mr. Shelton said that he had better release them so they could get back. All except Freddie, of course. When they were out of their gear, Eric, Gary and Hank thanked Mr. Shelton for an enjoyable evening. When it was Mort’s turn, he asked “would it be possible for another guy to be able to live here, given free room and board and suitable clothes and bondage? If so, I’d like to do that, too.”

This came as a surprise to the other three. Mr. Shelton said “of course, if that’s what you’d like. I’d like to have you. Would anyone else like that, too?”

None of the other three said yes. The usual response was that they’d think about it. Mr. Shelton asked Mort “when would you like to move in?”

“As soon as possible.”

“You could stay here tonight if you’d like.”

“Thanks. I’d like that. I’ll bring my things by after school tomorrow. Maybe I could ride to school on the back of Freddie’s bike. But I’d like to have those cuffs and gag put back on, please, sir. And if possible, I’d like to be put into the position Freddie is now in.”

“Okay. Put your hands behind your back.” In no time Mort was cuffed and gagged again.

With this surprise, the other three left. Freddie was still standing as he had been. Soon Mr. Shelton was back with a collar, which he tried on Mort. Again, it wasn’t tight enough for his satisfaction, so he took it off and tried a smaller one. This one he liked. He put cuffs on Mort’s ankles with a foot long chain between. Then he attached a chain to the back of Mort’s collar, looped it through the ring attached to the Chatlet cuffs, and brought it down to attach to the chain connecting the ankle cuffs. He had to bring Mort’s ankles together to get the chain high enough to attach the chain to it. Mort now had his head bent back, standing there like Freddie.

Mr. Shelton went into another bedroom and started getting the bed ready for Mort. He figured that Mort was ready for more intense bondage, so he stretched out a leather sleep sack for him. He wasn’t sure that Mort was ready for the leather hood yet, but put one out just in case. He realized that he was going to have to get Mort’s clothes measurements so he could order the appropriate clothes. He also got another chastity, as well as tit clamps.

When Mr. Shelton went back into the living room, he opened Freddie’s shirt and started lightly rubbing his tits. As usual, this started getting an immediate reaction. After doing this for a few minutes, he went over to Mort and opened his shirt to do likewise. But then he got a surprise. Mort was already wearing tit clamps. Mr. Shelton had no idea, since this did not show through his shirt. He realized that Mort was already somewhat advanced in bondage.

Mr. Shelton went over to Freddie and said “okay, Freddie. Time for bed. I’ll help you walk into your bedroom. But you’ll have to bend your head further back to let your feet move. Freddie complied, keeping his balance with difficulty, and was led by Mr. Shelton into his bedroom.

Mr. Shelton said “I like your friends. They’re fun to be around. And I like Gary’s idea of the connecting chain behind your back. I’m going to keep you like this every day when your chores are done.” Freddie groaned when he heard this. He planned to say something to Gary about this the next day.

Soon Freddie was strapped into his sleep sack with the leather hood on. Mr. Shelton went back to the living room and got Mort. He told Mort to bend his head further back, that he would help him walk into his bedroom. Mort had the same difficulty Freddie had, but made it. Mr. Shelton removed the connecting chains and cuffs and told Mort to remove his clothes. He also asked if the leather sleep sack was acceptable for sleeping, and Mort vigorously nodded his head up and down. And he asked whether Mort would like the leather hood, and Mort again vigorously nodded his head up and down.

Mr. Shelton said that he wanted to put Mort’s cock in chastity, but when his underpants were off, his cock was already locked in chastity. Mr. Shelton then had Mort bend over, and saw that there was already a butt plug in place. Mr. Shelton figured that there was someone else in Mort’s life that was controlling him. He wondered what conflict Mort moving into his home was going to create. He wasn’t sure having Mort move in was a good idea. He decided to discuss this with Mort in the morning.

To be continued