(Fiction) The promise was: ‘The weekend helpless in rubber bondage’.
I arrived Friday evening at 7, he did not want any delays and 20 minutes later i was ready, a large dildo stuffing my butt, an inverted chastity cage locked on, thick diapers underneath the one piece rubber suit he made me wear, a pair of his rangers laced on, blindfold and massive silicone gag under a muzzle finishing it all off. Another 5 minutes later then i sat on the floor, locked into this steel cravat.
Despite that dildo being pushed deeper and causing me to moan in both, pain and pleasure, the general position was ‘easy’, just sit there, yet being unable to do anything, let alone get up or get free.
It was damn horny, the feeling of the sweat building under the rubber he made me wear, the feeling of this total helplessness, able to move legs to some extent, able to move hands and to some extent the arms a little as well, and still realizing that i cannot do anything, nto reach anything, not get up or move around, i was stuck, where i was, in everything i had on and in me, that inverted chastity cage becoming just as much of a pain provider as that dildo in my butt, since my dick tried… really tried a lot…
Well… it was horny the first probably hour or so, not that i exactly knew the time passed by then. All i heard was my moans and grunts, not that they were particularly noisy, likely not even heard outside this room, and the steel rattling when i tried moving the extent i was able to, but… was he still there watching me?
What i did not know then: he left after having enjoyed my struggles for about half an hour, just left me to my own stirring in the rubber there, posted a clip of me helpless struggling online, bragging about the guy he captured for a long sweaty and helpless weekend. This resulted in tow of his buddues wanting to come by and see for themself…
While i suffered a few more hours then, unaware about any of it, his buddies did arrive and after getting really horny having watched me still struggling, they started having fun in his bedroom, the guy having placed me into this misery being the 'victim’ of extensive bondage and torment as well.
However… at the end of several hour fun, his buddies 'decided’ to have him join into the fun of suffering helpless, fully mummified and locked into the rubber sleepsack, strapped on to his bed.
It would take until Sunday afternoon before they released him, and that then allowing him to release me… but it would stil be quite some time before my suffering turned into total desperation of not just wanting but needing to get out and still being just left suffering more than another day extra.
