Further Discoveries

Part III of the newest saga.
  Couple more chapters to come.

FURTHER DISCOVERIES

dk peered out into the darkness, clueless as to what time it was.  There was merely a whisper of light in the dungeon allowing him to orient himself based on the large dark shapes that he'd seen in the dungeon.  To his left was the barber chair.  To his right the large bondage table.  In the distance he thought he could make out the doorway to the staircase.

he shifted and felt himself swinging in the globe-like suspended cage SirJay had put him in following their return from the leather bar.  That had been several hours ago, dk thought.  Or maybe it had only been minutes.  he truly wasn't sure.  he was still fully dressed in the leather jeans, boots, straitjacket, and hood that SirJay had forced him to wear to the bar.  And he was painfully aware that the chastity belt with the stainless steel tube was firmly locked in place.

And he was happy.  And he knew he was safe.  SirJay had shown him the baby monitor mounted directly above the cage.  If at any time dk had any problem he merely had to call out and SirJay would be there in seconds.

he had become one with the garments, his leathered body controlled by SirJay, protected and restrained at one time.  While his penis frequently fought the control of the cold steel, dk fully understood how it made him focus his energies elsewhere.  When they'd returned from the bar and it was clear the chastity was not coming off, dk had been able to funnel his energies into the service of SirJay, a task he relished.  While he might not know much about bondage, dk had a good deal experience taking dick in his mouth.  he relished the thought of the orgasm SirJay had had and the cum load that had filled his mouth.

dk  let his mind wander, remembering the bizare adventures of the previous night.  After being carefully seat-buckled in the front seat of a big pickup, they'd made the short trip to the leather bar.  On the ride over He'd spoken very little:  "I will keep you near My side all night long.  With the collar and leash it will be clear that you belong to Me and only Me.  Do you understand?"

dk had grunted a "yes, Sir" from under the hood.

"I know this is definitely stepping outside your comfort zone.  Hell!, it's a little outside My own!  But the men at this bar are good people, and trust Me, every Top is going to be jealous of Me, and every single bottom is going to wish he was in your place." 

dk had tried to absorb what the Man was saying.  he couldn't imagine actually being out in public in the get-up he was wearing.  At the same time his dick was straining within the miniature metal cell .

"You need to remember a few things only.  Speak only when spoken to by Me.  No one else.  And then all you need to say is 'Yes, Sir;  No, Sir;  or "Thank You, Sir.'  When I put a hand on your shoulder I want you to kneel.  If I want you standing I'll pull up on the leash.  Is that clear?"

"Yes, Sir."

"Good boy."

dk was amazed at how he felt hearing those last two words.  What had been a warm glow deep inside him grew exponentially.  Hearing SirJay call him a "good boy" had made the tension go away, the fears subside, and his breathing deepen.  he had let a deep sigh release from him and the warmth seemed to fill his entire body.  Even thinking back to it now made dk release yet more tension.

The actual time in the bar had gone by quickly and SirJay had lived up to every promise.  When he'd snuck peeks at the crowd around them he could see the envy of practically every boy in the place.  SirJay had spent time talking to several of the men in the bar, but always kept a firm grip on the leash.  Halfway through the night dk had begun to feel some cramping in his arms and shoulders.  SirJay seemed to recognize immediately what was the problem and had loosened several of the straps a couple of notches to give dk room to shift a bit in the jacket.  That had been enough.

dk chuckled inside his cage.  The strangest moment had been when SirJay had taken him to the restroom.  There was a long trough-style urinal and several men were taking leaks.  SirJay held the leash in such a way that dk was forced to stand behind him while he peed.  When he had finished he turned around, put a hand on dk's shoulder and pushed him to the floor.  He pushed his dick through the leather mouth-hole of the hood and into dk's mouth forcing him to take the last few drops of salty piss and lick SirJay's dick clean.  After that He'd pushed dk to the trough, where He unzipped the leather jeans and helped dk to relieve himself as well.  dk had heard several murmurs from the crowd watching.

dk closed his eyes, sighed and tried to find a more comfortable position inside the spherical cage.  As before, his shifting caused the cage to swing and swivel.  As the swinging slowed dk drifted off to sleep, a small smile on his face, hidden by the thick leather hood.

Upstairs SirJay could hear the movement of the cage through a small speaker, but he heard no whimper, no cry for help and when he listened closely he thought he heard a faint snore from the boy.  He closed His eyes and drifted off.

The next thing time dk awoke the whisper of light in the basement had turned to a trickle from a frosted window in the corner.  Forgetting he was in the cage, he tried to sit up but banged his head against the top of the cage.  Quickly he remembered every event that had led him to his confinement.  he could make out more distinct shapes in the basement and he realized the sun must have risen.  his typical morning hard-on was filling the steel tube painfully and he desperately needed to pee.

Above him he heard creaking floorboards, then the door to the basement opening.  A few seconds later he could make out the naked form of SirJay walking across the basement floor.

"Good morning, hot stuff!  I see you didn't go anywhere!  And I'm very proud of you for being able to stay in here all night.  Most boys freak out after an hour or so, which is cool, but you hung in there all night long.  I'm impressed."

dk muttered through the hood, "Thank you, Sir."

"C'mon, let's get you out of there, showered, and get some food in you.  We've got a full day ahead of us."  dk wasn't sure what to make of the last statement, but he thought it better not to ask questions at this time.

SirJay lowered the cage to the floor using an electric hoist, unlocked it, and helped dk crawl out.  dk was barely able to stand on his own, many of his muscles sore and cramped from the overnight imprisonment.  SirJay undid the collar and hood first, then slowly unbuckled the straitjacket, sliding it off dk's torso and setting it on top of the cage.  He helped dk sit and remove the boots and finally off came the leather jeans.  dk presumed that the chastity device would be removed now too, but SirJay showed no indication that that was going to happen.

SirJay led dk to an area under the stairs where a full bathroom had been installed.  SirJay pointed to the toilet and told dk to pee which he did.  He handed dk a toothbrush, showed him the toothpaste, and started the jets on a large walk-in shower.  When dk finished brushing his teeth SirJay led him to the shower, pulled the boy in with him and they proceeded to scrub each other head to toe.  As they rinsed off, SirJay pushed dk to his knees and pulled the boy's eager mouth to his semi-hard dick.  dk took it in, hungry for it, so glad he could do this again for SirJay.

Above him, SirJay was growling and starting to thrust his hips harder, holding the boy's head firmly against his groin.  And with a startling abruptness he pulled his cock out, pulled the boy up, turned the water off, threw a towel to dk, and proceeded to towel Himself off.

dk was stricken.  he was sure he'd done something wrong.  SirJay saw the look on dk's face and started to laugh.  "I'm not a porno star, kiddo.  I got one, maybe two good loads a day and I have way too much planned for us today to give up a load this early!  C'mon!  Get dry.  I'll make breakfast and then we need to hit the road."

Breakfast was protein on top of protein and dk ate voraciously.  SirJay even laughed as dk reached for seconds on both the bacon and sausage.  After breakfast SirJay took him back downstairs to the room on the left with all the gear and clothing.  He brought the jeans, boots and collar dk had worn the previous night and found a tight black t-shirt for the boy to wear.  For Himself He selected similar leather jeans and boots along with a blue denim shirt.  dk watched Him dress, sorry to see the naked body covered, but amazed at how handsome the Man was with His gear on.

"Okay, kiddo, upstairs and out to the pickup.  You're okay being with Me all day, yes?"

dk was a little stunned.  he hadn't actually thought their date would extend past Friday night, but he knew the answer to the question.  "Yes, Sir!  Thank you, Sir!"  SirJay smiled at the response and gave dk a shove up the stairs.

The events of the day turned out to be mostly mundane.  A quick trip to an ATM, stopping for groceries, picking up some items to repair a leaking faucet, lunch at a fast food joint (where dk couldn't stop noticing all the stares the pair of them were getting), and last, a stop at the local leather store where SirJay picked up a couple of items he'd had repaired.

SirJay had encouraged him to wander around the store while he chatted with the manager.  dk was intoxicated with the rich leather smell that permeated the store and intrigued with the incredible variety of bondage and s/m devices.  he was touching the buttery smooth tails of the floggers when SirJay appeared at his side.  "C'mon, boy, time to head home."

After they unloaded all SirJay's purchases SirJay brought dk to the living room.  He sat on the sofa and indicated that dk should join him, not next to Him on the sofa, but on the floor next to his boots.

dk knelt and eventually curled into the leather covered legs of SirJay, holding on tight.

"Okay.  Time to have a chat.  Tell Me what's going on inside your head."

dk was caught off guard.  How was he supposed to explain how happy he was, how "right" this all felt.  Okay, so the chastity was starting to get on his nerves a little, but it was such a small sacrifice compared to all he'd experienced with SirJay.  dk stayed silent trying to search for words, and unable to do so.

After a few minutes SirJay broke the silence with a laugh.  "Okay, okay!  Maybe a little too open-ended on that question.  How about we start with, was there anything you didn't like, that felt wrong, or against what you believe in?"

"No, Sir."

"At the other end of the spectrum, what was the best thing, for you, in these past two days?"

dk didn't have to think about it.  "Hearing you call me a 'good boy', Sir."

SirJay pondered this for a moment then with a twinkle in his eye asked,  "One more question.  Do you know what lesbians and leathermen bring on their second date?"

dk was clueless what SirJay was asking.  "i....i...i don't know, Sir."

"A U-Haul."  SirJay roared at his own joke.  "I know it's early to even think about it, but I got really good feelings about being with you.  Now what say you to the notion that we head back downstairs and try out some more gear?"

Like a puppy on steroids dk leapt to his feet.  "Yes, Sir!"

dk didn't have to be pushed down the stairs this time, he was so anxious to have the chance to be there with SirJay again.  At the foot of the stairs SirJay guided him to the dressing room and instructed him to remove all the clothing.  He showed dk how each item was stored and dk payed close attention placing each item, including those of SirJay, on it's proper hanger and on the correct boot rack.  he was naked now except for the collar around his neck and the steel chastity on his dick.

SirJay pulled the boy into His chest and kissed him deeply, His tongue exploring the corners of dk's mouth.  dk's dick was beginning to throb painfully in the steel tube and he squirmed.  "I suppose you want that thing off for a while, eh?"

dk grimaced.  "Please, Sir?"  SirJay chuckled and reached for the keys he'd left on the chair in the dressing room. SirJay removed the chastity and dk's dick responded immediately by leaping upward.  SirJay gave it a little smack and used it as a leash to pull the boy into the dungeon area.

SirJay brought dk over to the large leather-covered bondage table.  "Lean over, boy, and spread your cheeks."  dk started to get a bit nervous.  he'd only been fucked a few times in his life and it hadn't always been pleasant, but he did as SirJay ordered.

SirJay got a bottle of lube and poured a copious amount in his right hand and began rubbing dk's anus slowly and methodically.  With his left hand he stroked dk's head, scratching him behind the ears, massaging his neck and generally encouraging the boy to relax.   With no warning, but also with no pain, he slid a finger up the boy's butthole.  An involuntary groan escaped from dk.

"Good boy.  That's it.  Good boy.  Just relax.  If it hurts, tell Me.  You are such a good boy."

And with each "good boy" dk felt the warmth inside him return.  And when the second finger entered and the second groan escaped there was something inside him that seemed to be saying "more, give me more."  SirJay added more lube to his right hand, and continued massaging the boy's butthole.  He could feel the boy beginning to writhe and moan in harmony to the massage.  It was a good sign.  Slipping his fingers out, he went to the peg board and retrieved a metal buttplug, not too large, but certainly large enough to fill the boy's hole.  Lubing it up he placed it at the very opening of the boy's ass and slowly began to push it in. 

dk gasped at the coldness of the metal, but he did not try to back away from it.  That urgent message of "more" filled his head as a mantra. he took a deep breath, exhaled, and felt the entire metal cylinder slide smoothly into place.  SirJay stroked the back of his head.  "Good boy.  I'm proud of you.  Now climb up on top of the table and lay on your back.  We've got a lot more to do."

When dk was up on the table and flat on his back SirJay began to restrain dk to the table.  To dk there seemed to be hundreds of straps covering him.  he tested his arms and legs after the straps were all applied and he realized he couldn't move an inch.  he was completely vulnerable, but his cock told the real story.  A steady stream of precum was leaking from him unlike any other time he could remember.  The last strap SirJay attached was one across dk's forehead.  Now dk couldn't even lift his head to view his own strings of precum.

SirJay stepped back to admire His work.  This kid was so beautiful.  So beautiful both in and out of bondage.  And it was quite clear the boy loved every element of bondage.  He'd done the cage test on practically every boy he'd ever played with.  None had lasted the night.  Some had even been pretty nasty about it.  Not dk.

SirJay retrieved the ErosTek electrical machine but kept it out of sight of dk, placing it between the boy's knees.  He attached the lead wires to the plug in the boy's ass and slowly dialed the number of the pulse to 30% then 35%.  When he hit 40% he heard a gasp escape from dk.

He walked to the top of the table and saw a little fear in the boy's eyes.  "Relax and go with it.  It tingles right now, yes?"  dk nodded the best he could with his head strapped down.  "As it goes higher it will begin to pulse in your ass, almost like you're getting fucked, a non-stop pounding earth-shattering fuck.  But I'll only turn it up from here on out when you tell Me to.  Understand?  You're in charge of how high it goes.  And when you want it off, just say so.  Yes?"

"Yes, Sir."

"Good boy."

For the next hour the pulsing and pounding in dk's ass was relentless.  But the boy never backed down.  SirJay began teasing the boy's cock, stroking it slowly, making the boy moan and try to grind his hips upward.  Every few minutes dk would gasp, "Sir?"  And SirJay would respond, "More?" 

"Please, Sir."

"Good boy."

When SirJay finally dialed the ErosTek to 80% He knew he'd reached the boy's limit.  He left it there, put fresh lube on his hand and began to stroke the boy with long hard strokes.  He knew the boy would cum very soon.  his breathing was ragged, his hips were bucking.

"Boy?"

"Yes, Sir?"

"Ask permission to cum.  Never cum without Me saying it's okay.  Understand?"

Yes, Sir.  Please, Sir, May I please cum, Sir.  I am so close, Sir.  Please, Sir"  The words were falling out of dk's mouth and SirJay could see him grimace as he tried to hold back the impending orgasm.

"Shoot for Me, boy.  Do it now."

dk literally screamed as the first huge load escaped shooting straight into the air.  The scream was followed by dozens of smaller screams and grunts as SirJay continued to stroke the boy.  He reached over and turned the electro off, but continued to slowly stroke the boy's cock.

dk actually started to giggle, squirm and buck.  "Oh, please Sir.  No.  Please!  Oh God, please stop."  Now was when the straps on the table were called upon to do their real job.

dk's screaming and laughing was music to SirJay's ears and as He continued to stroke the boy in his current giddy insanity, He filled his left hand with the cum from the boy,  put His paw on His own cock and began working Himself to orgasm.