Sleep well boi - Part 2

Author: LockedFFun
Title: Sleep well boi - Part 2
Date: 08 February 2014

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My mind reeled at what had just transpired. With barely a moment’s hesitation I had just changed the course of my life. Thoughts whorled in my head and my balls ached in frustration. Eventually I fell asleep.

I woke the next morning to the feeling of something slowly stretching my asshole. As the night before came back to me I realized that the feeling was the ass lock being pulled out of my ass. As I was still gagged, blindfolded, and bound to the sling all I could do was relax and try to push it out.

“Good morning boi,” Tom said as I felt the balls from the ass lock clear my hole. The balls were quickly replaced with Tom’s cock. Tom fucked me as he had the night before, only this time he ignored my now locked cock. He fucked me long and slow and then his pace quickened and he came in my ass. Using his spooge as lube he replaced the ass lock in my hole and set about freeing me from the sling.

Once I was on my feet naked in front of him he pulled me towards him kissed me passionately on the mouth. I returned the kiss and pressed my body into his. I felt a pain in my cock and balls as my cock tried to get hard in its new prison.

Tom chuckled and said with a grin “You’re going to have to watch out for those unwanted erections. Don’t worry, you’ll get used to it soon enough. Not that you have any choice. Did you sleep well?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good. Now you get showered, shaved, and brush your teeth and hair while I fix breakfast. The bathroom off the dungeon is yours. You’ll find an assortment of toiletries in there. There’s a hose in the shower for cleaning out. You’re going to want to make that part of you morning routine now that you’ll be wearing the ass lock full time.”

“Yes, Sir. I’ll see you in the kitchen shortly, Sir” I said as I headed for the bathroom.

I walked to the bathroom and with every step the ass lock rubbed my prostate; this was going to take some getting used to. I started to take my morning whizz except I couldn’t get my stream to go straight. I sprayed all over the toilet and floor. It looked like peeing standing up is a thing of the past for me. I cleaned the toilet and floor and took a long hot shower. While I was in the shower I worked the ass lock out of my hole and used the hose to clean out. Now that I had the ass lock out of my ass I understood what Tom told me about it needing to be in place if I wanted to wear pants; it was shaped so that unless the balls were in my ass there was no place for them to go without creating an odd bulge.

Out of the shower I found shaving supplies in the vanity along with, a toothbrush and toothpaste, and a hairbrush; I even found lube. I shaved and brushed my teeth and hair and used the lube to get the ass lock back in my ass; then I went back into the dungeon to retrieve my clothes from the day before and get dressed. Dressed I headed for the kitchen for breakfast.

“That smells good, Sir,” I said as I walked into the kitchen.

Tom turned to me and told me to sit down.

“We need to talk about rules and your listening skills. What did I tell you to do when let you down from the sling?”

“Um, er, you told me to go in the bathroom and clean out and… um, I’m not sure, Sir.”

“I told you to ‘get showered, shaved, and brush your teeth and hair.’ I did not tell you to get dressed.” Tom said calmly. “Unless instructed otherwise whenever you are home – unless you are immediately on your way out – you are to be naked at home. When you arrive you are to strip out of all your clothes in the foyer before proceeding into the condo to put your clothes away. The only exception is anything I have locked on you or told you to wear. Now go back and try again.”

“Yes, Sir,” I said as I beat a hasty retreat back to the dungeon where I stripped out of my clothes and returned wearing only the ass lock and jail bird.

“That’s better. Now let’s have breakfast and get going. We have to move your things in here and you have an appointment this afternoon.”

I sat naked at the kitchen table while Tom served us breakfast. When we were finished Tom said “Okay, time to get going, you may get dressed now.”

I said a quick “thank you, Sir,” and went back to the dungeon to again retrieve my clothes and get dressed. We met in the foyer and then headed out.

We took Tom’s SUV to where I’d been housesitting and went about gathering my things. There wasn’t all that much; most of my stuff was in storage pending my finding permanent digs; there were just my clothes, a few books, and some personal items. Knowing that my stay there was temporary so I’d kept the shipping boxes from when I moved in in preparation for when I’d be moving out next month.

We made quick work of packing and managed to move everything to Tom’s condo in two trips. Tom gave me permission to be dressed in the condo while we were moving the boxes in. After we carried the last load of boxes in I went into the foyer and started to strip out of my clothes. Tom stopped me and said “No need for that, you’re going out again now. I’ll work on unpacking the boxes. You have an appointment in half an hour. Here’s the address,” he handed me a card for a day spa “take the Muni, you should just make it.”

Inwardly I groaned. My prostate had already taken a battering and causing me to leak copious amounts of pre-cum. The thought of any more walking was more than I thought I could handle, but I had no choice.

I arrived at the address with a couple of minutes to spare but the place looked closed. I was peering in the window when I heard a man’s voice behind me say “Are you Tom’s friend?”

I turned around and said “Um, yes, I think I have an appointment.”

“You do. Just let me get the door open and the lights on and we’ll get started. We’re not normally open on Sunday but your friend is a very generous tipper.”

He led me into the darkened spa, locked the door behind me, and told me to wait by the reception desk while he got the lights on. Once the lights were on he called me back and led me to a small room with what appeared to a massage table and a counter with what looked like a couple of miniature crock pots.

The man busied himself with the crock pots and said “Let me turn these on and then I’ll slip out while you get undressed. You can put your clothes in that cabinet. Lie face up on the table and I’ll be back in a few minutes,” and with that he was gone.

I wasn’t sure what to do. I wasn’t sure about showing a perfect stranger – or friend for that matter – the current state of my nether regions. I considered telling the guy to forget it and bail but Tom would not be happy if I did. I tried to decide which humiliation would be worse, my caged cock and ass lock or my pre-cum stained briefs. I decided on the briefs; they were dark blue and the stain barely showed – at least that what I told myself. So I stripped down to my briefs and laid down on the table.

I heard a knock at the door and said “come in.”

The man came back looked at me and said, “I’m afraid those are going to have to go too, I don’t want to get wax on them,” and then busied himself with the crockpots.

Blushing red I stripped off my briefs, placed them in the cupboard, and got back on the table. Then I realized why I was there, Tom was having some part of my body waxed to remove the hair.

“What sort of waxing did Tom schedule?” I asked.

Still facing the what I now realized were warmers for the depilatory wax he said “Full body, everything from the neck down, front and back;” and then turning around and noticing at my locked state he said “I don’t suppose you have the key to that. No, I guess you wouldn’t. I’ll just have to work around it.”

His professional manner put me at ease… At least until he started ripping the hair from my body; then I had to hang onto the table to keep from jumping off.

He finished the front and had me turn over.

“Well you’re just full of surprises… literally” he said looking at the ass lock in my butt, all pretense of professionalism gone. “I guess I’ll have to work around that too.”

After what seemed like a week he was done. “All done. Now your after care instructions…” and he said something about moisturizing or not moisturizing or exfoliating or not exfoliating or something – I wasn’t really listening. Then he said “I’ll just step out and you can get dressed, meet me at the front door and I’ll let you out.

I looked at my denuded body in the mirror. I was completely hairless from the neck down. I rubbed my hands over my skin and felt it. It felt great, just nothing but smooth skin. The big downside was it put jail bird on display – at least in my mind it did.

I went to the reception desk by the front door and the guy told me that Tom had already taken care of the fee and the gratuity. I thanked him and headed back to the condo. Once inside the door I stripped out of my clothes and went to put them away. But where? The boxes were gone and I assume that Tom had emptied them and discarded the boxes. I wasn’t sure how Tom would feel about me rifling through his closets and drawers. I decided to leave them on the bedside chair and ask Tom when he got home.

I didn’t have long to wait, he was just out at the dumpster throwing away the last of the boxes.

“I see you made it to you appointment, very nice. To paraphrase a line from Pinocchio, now you look like a real boi.” Tom said feeling the results of the waxing. “We’ll be keeping you this way indefinitely; you have regular appointments scheduled.”

Once again my dick tried to get hard at Tom’s touch, only to be thwarted by the damn cage.

I told Tom my predicament about what to do with my clothes and my unwillingness to snoop through his things.

Tom led me to his master suite and told me that except when I spent the night tied up in the dungeon I’d be sleeping with him in his king size bed. He pointed to the dresser and told me which drawers were mine and indicated which closet was mine. “In the closet is a tray for your wallet and keys and such to keep them out of the way. Don’t worry about putting your clothes for now, you’d be putting them back on again shortly. I’m famished,” Tom said. “We skipped lunch and haven’t eaten since breakfast. How about we try the new place down the block?”

“That would be good, I’m very hungry, Sir.”

We walked to the restaurant and ordered copious amounts of food: appetizers, salad, entrée, and even a dessert to split.

“Don’t worry about the calories, gotta splurge every once in a while; besides between the move today and the gym tomorrow we’ll burn them off.

After dinner we arrived home and I stripped in the foyer as instructed earlier. “You can put those in the hamper in your bathroom, no sense in hanging up dirty clothes.” I walked through the condo to my bathroom; it felt strange walking around naked – or at least as naked as I could get with my new hardware – while Tom remained dressed.

At 9:30 Tom announced “Time for bed, it’s been a long couple of days and tomorrow is a work day.”

“Yes, Sir,” I said and followed him to the bedroom.

“The left side of the bed is yours. I assume you still sleep in the nude, no matter, if you don’t, you will be from now on. Now go to your bathroom to brush and floss and meet me in bed.”

“Yes, Sir,” I said as I headed across the condo to my bathroom. While I was in there I took a really good look at my now hairless body. It looked both strange and hot. The lack of hair really showed off my muscle definition and my smooth crotch really made the shiny stainless steel jail bird stand out.

When I returned to Tom’s bedroom he was already in bed. I slid in beside him on the left and he pulled me close and spooned me after turning off the lights. For the second time today I felt Tom pulling at the ass lock, removing it and replacing it with his cock. He fucked me on my side for a while and then pulled me up so that I was on my knees, hips in the air, shoulders and head on down on the mattress, and he continued to fuck me.

I instinctively reached for my cock, but Tom grabbed my hands, pulled them behind my back and held them there. With each stroke my locked cock bounced and gave me the illusion of sensation but without enough friction for me to get off. He pushed me down flat on my stomach, cage trapped between my crotch and the mattress, and fuck me hard until he came in my ass.

Lying on top of my back, his softening dick still in my ass, he asked, “Did you forget whose cock that is, boi?”

“Yes, Sir. Sorry, Sir. It’s yours, Sir.”

“That’s right, and other than hygiene functions it’s hands off for you, he said and then added. “If it makes you feel better we’re both pretty much in the same boat; I’ve also given up masturbation in honor of our relationship. The only difference is that you have your cage and I have your holes;” and with that he pulled his cock out of me and lubed the ass lock with his cum and replaced it in my ass; he pulled me over onto my side and spooned me again. This time he reached over me and took hold of my chastity device, as if taking full possession of my cock.

“Good night, boi,” he whispered in my ear as he nuzzled my neck.

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