The kinky wilderness

You broke into my place, your got caught, Face ID on your phones was set up. He’s a mate caring for you.

We’re both having a day off, and we’re sharing a shower. A nice, lazy day and we’ve got nothing planned. Well, I’ve got nothing planned at least, but bf is up to something. As I leave the shower to get dressed, he calls after me. “Oh boy,” Sir informs me, “don your rubber under your clothes.” Okay… A nice, lazy and kinky day, now this is a good idea.

After breakfast, we’re out for some groceries. The feeling of rubber covering my body, arms, and legs, makes the whole trip more interesting. I’m definitely in for a game when we get home! But I suspect that’s bf’s intention all along.

Once home, Sir orders me upstairs, “and take off your clothes, boy.” As I put on the rubber gloves and socks Sir gave me; I’m becoming more and more his rubber toy. I’m rewarded by the sight of Sir in a harness and rubber pants before he adds a blindfold and rubber mask to my outfit. Ahw! “And I just had such a nice view, Sir.” “This is not about what you want, little gimp,” and Sir shoves me down onto the bed. He makes sure I’m positioned as he wants and starts adding restraints to my arms and legs. I’m his rubber toy, bound onto bed, unable to escape, and unable to see. I feel Sir teasing my body and making sure my cock is hard. The stops, and a second later I hear the door open and close.

He left me here, horny, isolated and bound. Helpless and out of control. I’m his horny toy, his rubber gimp, his to play with on his terms. And he left me here. I cannot see anything, and just feel the rubber pressing against my skin and cock, teasing and exciting me. I test my bonds, but I have nowhere to go. I try reaching my body with my rubber hands, but I cannot. I lay there on bed, left alone with my horny thoughts.

After a while, I hear the door open. I try to gauge where Sir is. Then I hear the familiar buzzing of the magic wand. Sir makes sure I’m fully excited again, and he got me moaning in no time. Oh, this feels good, I just… just need a bit more. And then he stops. The wand is turned off, and I feel Sir leaving my bedside. A moment later I hear the door close again.

Damn, he left me here again! I’m trying to turn and hump, but it’s not helping. I’m getting restless. I want to move, but there is little room. I want to feel Sir again; any attention is welcome. Please. I have no clue how long he left me here already, all tied up, blindfolded and rubbered up. And I’m still horny.

A second time, I hear the door open. “Please Sir,” I plead as I feel him watching me. A careful hand tests if I’m still hard. “Thank you, Sir,” I replied relieved. “Good,” and then Sir suddenly just stops again. What?! No! Please, don’t stop! But I only replied with a frustrated moan. Sir chuckles from a distance, “this isn’t about what you want, gimp.” And then I hear the door close again!

Fuck, how long is he going to leave me here?! I’m so frustrated. I have lost all sense of time. I cannot lie still anymore and start moving without really knowing why. He really got into my head with this. I’m willing to do anything for you Sir, please! I’m restless and desperate.

When I finally hear the door open again, I sigh in relief. I don’t care what he does; I’m just glad he’s here. When I feel a hand checking my cock, I notice some of the horniness has left me. Apparently, Sir took this as his cue. He released me from the restraints; I relaxed but didn’t move much. I was still his boy, his rubber gimp. Sir removes the blindfold and starts playing with me. I’m quickly back at peak horniness and just give in to whatever he wants. As I slowly open my eyes, I’m rewarded by the sight of my lovely, kinky Sir. I feel all the emotions, from frustration to horniness, building up and mixing inside me. I reached a wonderful orgasm and quickly after that fall asleep in his arms.