job 1

Author: bondagepieter
Title: the job
Date: 24 June 2008

The job

I am a 25 year old gay master with also slave feelings, living together whit my bf slave Mike in London, Both of us are builders. We have been chatting to a master in Prague for a long time now and he want us to come over. We never saw any pic of him but the way he chats does excite us, so we agreed to visit him. He told us he wants us to do a job for him and he will pay for the trip. Sounds too good to give it a miss. So we told him we will take up on his offer. After that chat we have not seen him one line for a week now. So we were surprise to find a letter in the mailbox from him and quickly opened it, inside we found two tickets and a letter and another envelope with a remark written on it to open it after entering the plane. I checked the date on the ticked and shit - it is for tomorrow. I panicked and so did Mike, we were not prepared for that. We were working on a job in London. After a long talk we decided, the job in London has to wait and we will go. So as fast as we could we packed a few things and went to bed. I don’t think either of us slept much that night. At 0600 we took off to Gatwick and checked in, we were ordered in that letter to take only hand luggage, so that’s what we only had. After boarding the plane and take off we opened the second envelope. My hands were shaking and Mike also was a bundle of nerves by this time.

The letter

You will be picked up at the airport by slave no1
You will follow him without asking any questions
He will take you to my flat were you find 2 pairs of handcuffs
No 1 will handcuff you both and will leave, you have to stay and wait for me


That was all the letter said. I looked at Mike and could see he was worried, I asked if he’d want to go on whit this. He answered he would not know, he’d been in handcuffs many times and always felt safe in my hands, but now???
I was also worried a bit, but also exited, I said we go on, my voice trembled while saying that.
After landing we met a handsome young lad waiting for us, in his hand was a sign with both of our names on it. The sexy lad winked us to follow but it was clear that he did not speak any English at all. We followed him looking at his arse in the nice leather jeans that promised a lot of good.

His car was a van and he made clear we had to go in the back - and so we did. Inside was a sign ‘no talking’, there were no windows and we had a long drive. We did not speak but now and then Mike give me a kiss on the mouth...
Finally we stopped and the doors were opened, we had to close our eyes, the light was strong and we had been travelling in the dark.
No1 saw us and laughed, grabbed us by the arms and let us in the house. We were then handcuffed as told and he left.
My heart was racing, I stayed close to Mike, he was shaking and then we waited a long time and both of us had a hard on like a rock. Then the door opened.