Yard Sale Part 2

Author: steelbelted
Title: Yard Sale: Part 2
Date: 08 March 2015

I was in a little bit of shock. This handsome, strong man had just cuffed me behind the back and told me he needed to close his yard sale early. He grabbed the chain between the cuffs and pushed me forward towards his garage. Out of excitement and nervous fear, I didn’t say a word. But my cock began to grow and this did not go unnoticed by my captor.

As he reached down and grabbed hold he says, “Just what I thought, you’re not hating this at all. I think we are going to get a long just fine.”

At this point we were in the garage and he guided me past a wall that hid the space from the driveway. I saw a chair and some chains attached to an anchor spot in the cement of the garage floor. He spun me around and forced me to sit in the chair. He began to shackle my ankles to this chair. He must have grabbed the set off of the table as we started walking this way. He then looked me in the eye and said, “Boy…my name is David. What’s yours?”

Dan, Sir.

“Okay Dan….I won’t hurt you. I want to get to know you. From the size of your cock…I can tell you’re into this so that’s good. I am going to put my yard sale away…and you are going to sit here like a good boy until I’m ready to talk to you more. Do you understand?”

Yes, Sir.

“Good. To make sure you obey, you’re going to wear this.” He pulls out a hood and begins sliding it over my head and plunges me into darkness. He then speaks loudly through the leather and says to me “don’t run away now.” Apparently he’s a real comedian.

As he was pulling his items back into his garage, I would hear an occasional loud noise…but that was it. I’m not sure how long it took, but I remained excited the entire time and could feel the precum drenching my shorts.

Finally, I heard him say though the hood, “I am going to unlock you from the chains in the floor, but you’re ankles will remain ironed, I will guide you to my play space, now, get up.”

He yanks me up and begins moving me forward…telling me to step up and then step down a series of steps, which I would assume went into his basement. After a few turns he stops me. He beings to uncuff my hands but immediately I feel a heavy shackle being fitted on one wrist…and then my arm is pulled up and anchored from the ceiling. He does the same with the next wrist. This process continues with the leg irons. I feel them come off…and heavier irons placed around them yet I’m anchored to points from the side. But during the process he pulls down and takes off my shorts. I’m left wearing the hood and my t-shirt.

After a few minutes, David unlaces the hood and yanks that off…it took a moment to adjust my eyes to the lighting. I see David sitting in a chair in front of me. Out of amazement, I look around at my surroundings…and see a wonderful play space. There is a cage in the corner, a rack of leather and rubber gear on one side of the room, various other bondage equipment surround me along with a wall full of cabinets, which I would only assume, hold more gear. I then look at my wrists and see heavy dungeon style shackles effectively keeping me prisoner. The chains go to pulleys in the ceiling and along the walls. There are no locks from what I can see; they must be embedded into the shackle.

“Boy, do you have anywhere you need to be today, or are expected to be?”

Not until Monday Sir. I work Monday through Friday.

“Good.” David replies. “I have brought you into my space because I want to get to know you. Given what you said to me outside, and from your natural response to your predicament, you are a fan of bondage and I have not found a lot of boys like that around here. So this could be the start of a great relationship. “

It was quite clear that I was erect and pointing straight up to the ceiling.

David stood up and walked over to me and grabbed ahold of my dick. “This cock of yours…it is rather small, and a little pathetic. I don’t really need to see it. Nor do I need to use it for anything. “

David releases my cock and begins to walk behind me. I can here some cabinets opening and closing.

“Boys don’t need to touch their cocks around me. Especially boys with small cocks like yours. So, we are going to resolve that right now.”

He was again behind me, once again he plunges me into darkness by putting that hood back on me. He laces the hood tighter than he did the first time.

I then felt a sudden shock of cold on my dick. He must have had a freezer near by. The shock of the temperature change didn’t take long to cause my dick to shrivel up.

David then began putting something around my waist and between my legs. After a few minutes I could feel my junk securely encased in something, which I assumed, was steel. The realization hit me that he most likely locked me in a chastity belt.


David got close to my ear and said, “You’re in luck. I had a chastity belt, which fits you almost perfectly. I’m going to let you enjoy wearing that for a little bit while I go upstairs and do some other chores. Have fun boy.”

I began to get hard again and then felt pain. There were spikes that were punishing the tip of my cock. I desperately wanted this device off and began to pull at the irons securing me to the ceiling and walls. David must have noticed this because he came back to me and said through the hood..

“Please do struggle, I enjoy watching a boy try to break those chains. “

He then patted me on the butt and again, there was silence.