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leatherdyke studies 🧡

The setup is perfect. I'm wearing my mask, which you've taken the liberty of installing a pair of blackout lenses inside. Without my glasses I might as well have been blind, but you insisted on complete isolation. 

My hands are bound, each in a pair of mitts designed with little paw pads on the palm. These in turn you've linked together on a rigged spreader bar stuck behind my head. I must have been cute as you set it up. I heard the shutter of your camera. You've put me in my prong collar which has been clipped to a rather short leash that I can only imagine looks perfect in your hand.

You've set me on top of you. My purpose is clear as you guide the tip of my strap inside you. I'm not even allowed to feel the stretch of your body around me. 

I'm not given instructions, instead left to figure out what you require of me. On top of you, whining, forced to control my pace with just muscles of my core and legs. I can feel the pressure of your thighs where I kneel between them. Even if I were deaf to your noises I could feel the responses to my effort from the way you grip and squeeze me. Part of me wonders if later you'll train me to respond to just those like a horse without its bit.

You feel my pace start to falter. My legs are burning and the muscles of my core are spasming from the effort of maintaining the pace you demand. Between the harsh intakes of breaths you can hear a pleading whimper start in the back of my throat. Something nips where you touch it to me. I feel myself instinctively twist away from it before I force myself to adjust back. You press it again and I don’t flinch the second time. I've played with enough electric toys to know how they feel. 

Every time I stray from the pace you desire, I'm shocked. Any time you see me lose focus I'm shocked. When you want me to shift or change my position you adjust me by the collar. The prongs, digging into all that tender flesh, yank me out of whatever empty mindset I'd retreated to. 

My purpose is clear. Keep myself exposed for you and hammer my hips just the way you like. 

I can't see you, but I can hear you.

I can hear your moans. The sharp intake of breath when I grind myself against that sensitive spot inside you. I've memorized the way you babble my name. A mantra, your steady prayer as I devote myself to you. With every thrust I push you closer to the edge, each of us desperate to hear your sharp cries of pleasure. 

I can't see you, but I can hear you, and that's enough.

It was an early morning, I could faintly hear birds outside through what appeared to be some kind of head device. At the time I was relaxed, still in that clueless-just-woke-up state. After I got more aware of my surroundings the slight panic kicked in. I could not move any limb, my vision was obstructed and my hearing was decreased. Where was I? What happened last night? I slowly remembered the nice guy I met online and met up with at his house, then going down to his basement and letting him take full control. God what was I thinking, that one bad decision may have compromised the whole future of my life. After pondering about and letting my thoughts drift away, I started getting anxious. I don’t know what I was trapped in, but it felt slimy and restrictive. I tried yelling out for help but only muffled groans came out. I had no choice, I was stuck inside the rubber sleepsack, and it was impossible to escape it. I had to wait.

Eventually I heard someone come into the room, and in a second moment the leather isolation hood was removed. I squinted at the sudden light, but there he was. Standing right in front of me. He was wearing ACU gear, equipped with bondage gear instead of actual weaponry though on his waist. He was smiling.

David: Nice to see you’re awake. You have probably realized by know that you are completely my property now. While this may seem scary and strict, I will assure you that I will take good care of you. So here’s the rules. You are not allowed to talk unless spoken to. You will always wear your collar and rubber catsuit except for special causes. When not used, fed or exercised, you will be stored in either of the following: The sleepsack you are in now contained in your new bedroom, The cell in my playroom, The cell in my living room, the bondage box for when I need you to be easily transported, or if you’ve been naughty you will be confined inside my very thick and heavy rubber custom built cell. You’ll be experiencing that one today since you dared to struggle last night without permission. But first..

He walked over to my crotch and zipped up the sleepsack from there. I could only watch as he pulled out a stainless steel chastity device. Oh no. I had no choice, he slowly slid it on my cock, locking it securely. This was it. He owned me now, wearing a chastity device is a symbol for ownership.

He began strapping me out of my sleepsack. He smiled, seeming very friendly but his body language said something else. He attached a chain leash to my collar once I was standing up. “Turn around.” he commanded. I had no choice, so I did so. What happened after could only be explained as extremely arousing. I felt a rubber device enter my butt, and when it was in, it inflated. It had a locking mechanism, so only the keyholder could deflate it. Once inflated it would be impossible to remove. I felt my dick expanding inside my cock cage, when I noticed the spikes on the inside of my cage, it felt amazing. I was so horny. “You like it, don’t you? Too bad I’m not gonna let you get off today… Or this week. Hehe. For now, you’re gonna pleasure me.” He said. He pulled and tugged me downstairs to his basement again, entering the playroom with me. He led me to the sling in the corner of the room. I was still cuffed with my hands tied on the back of my torso.

David: Get in the sling, stomach down. Today you will be trained to suck my dick. If you do a good job, I’ll shorten your punishment. If not, you can only hope for the worst.

I got onto the sling, stomach down as instructed. I was terrified, I just wanted to go home. The sling had straps on the top, and I was cuffed into a hogtie and the straps went on last. Click, click, click. Next came the leather blindfold. I heard noise of fabric being fondled with. After a while I heard nothing. Did he leave? I tried moving but then I felt something warm and slimy enter my mouth. It felt so soft, so inviting. I knew what it was though. He started throbbing back and forth, forcing me to give him a blowjob. I felt a tingling senses in my cock suddenly at that moment. “Ahh.. Ahhh.. Mmm.. You know… Mm.. There are electrodes in.. Your cock cage, which will continuously… Stimulate your cock… Mmm..” He moaned inbetween every sentence. I wanted it to end, and thankfully I got my wish. I heard the loudest moan I’ve ever heard and a warm liquid was present in my mouth. I felt his hand hold my mouth shut. “Swallow.” I hesitated, not wanting to swallow at all. “I said swallow!” He clicked a button and my cock was suddenly electrocuted over and over. It was so painful, I can’t describe it. I swallowed and the pain stopped. “Good boy. When you obey, good things happen. Now time for your punishment.”

After releasing me from the sling, he stripped me naked, even removing the collar. He was too strong for me though, and held me tight, directing me towards a square opening in the far left wall of the room. “This is gonna be fun.” The hatch opened and revealed a tiny cell, every wall filled lined with rubber. There was also a mask with a tube dangling from the ceiling inside the cell. The fear rushed over me, it looked so small and so scary. “In.” He commanded, not even letting me react before pushing me inside the tiny opening. The mask went on, and he closed the hatch revealing the last rubbered wall. It was pitch black. How long was I gonna stay in here?

After about an hour, I heard him outside. I thought I was finally getting out. But this wasn’t the case. Suddenly I heard a loud noise of like a vacuum. It was now I realized the slippery, thick and heavy rubber I was surrounded in started closing in on me. This was nothing I’ve ever experienced before. Slowly but surely enough the rubber came closer and closer to my naked skin, it was so thick and strong too. I was forced into sitting in the fetus position, the rubber closed in on me, suspending me centered in the cell. I thought it was over when the vacuum stopped. I could only barely move, there was some slight air left. The vaccuum started again, this time at a much stronger pace. This was apparently the finishing touch, the rubber was starting to feel very tight, it covered every crevice and corner of my body, it was even covering the gaps between my fingers and toes. My ear was filled with rubber, my eyes was forced shut and my nose was also filled with rubber. It was so tight that rubber had entered my nostrils. It continued for maybe 30 minutes. During those minutes the rubber got even tighter, I thought it couldn’t get any tighter but finally when it stopped, I couldn’t move even a millimetre. I heard laughing from the outside. I was helpless, trapped in a cocoon of rubber, unable to move an inch. Eventually the vacuum started again, this time it was so strong, that the rubber went into my asshole so far up I got horny again. I was unable to do anything about it though. And this was how I was spending the rest of the day. The vaccuum stopped a final time and I was literally packed. Then nothing happened the rest of the day. I now realized what his definition if punishment were.