Final Discoveries

Final Discoveries 


dk barely got his clothes off on Sunday night before hitting the bed and sleeping the sleep of the dead.  When he arose on Monday morning and went to take his morning piss he was almost shocked to see the locked steel tube on his dick.  There was a complete and utter reality to it.  He could not whack-off this week.  Just the thought made his groin stir a bit.

selecting clothes to wear was a challenge as the steel chastity made quite a mound in his pants.  It wouldn't be so hard at work since mostly he sat at a desk, but going to the gym was going to be very humiliating with his steel dick poking out through his gym shorts.

After work on Monday, dk went home, changed clothes, ate a little dinner and set himself up for the first of the week's chats with SirJay.  Promptly at 7:00 he heard a ping and the chat box opened.

--Good evening, dk!
--Good evening, Sir!
--Tonight I want you to open the large box.  Inside are several other boxes.  For tonight I only want you to open the box marked Monday.  It's a small one and should be near the top.
--Yes, Sir.

dk opened the large box and saw there were almost a dozen boxes inside, all shapes and sizes.  Each box was taped shut.  He easily found the one marked Monday and opened it.  Inside was a videocam for sharing live feed.  dk had one already but it was a piece of shit that functioned about half the time.  This was more of a Mercedes.  he ran back to the computer.

--Got it, Sir.  It's a beauty.
--Plug it in, get the software upgraded if you need to, then request a video chat when you're ready.
--Yes, Sir

moments later dk had the camera ready and requested the video chat

--MUCH better, son!  For the rest of the week, I'll be typing, but you can just talk, no typing necessary.  Okay?
--Yes, Sir.
--The haircut still looks nice and crisp.  How'd your co-workers react?
--They all loved it.  Thank you, Sir, for doing it.  I was a chicken-shit about that.
--I want you to stand up, take off all your clothes and show Me the lock on your chastity.  Each of those luggage locks has a unique number so I'll know if you took it off and tried to replace it with a new lock.  Understand?
--Yes, Sir

dk happily complied with the order from SirJay.  Across town SirJay smiled at the complete pic he was getting.  The boy was quick to follow orders, had not tampered with the lock, and dammit, he was as cute as a bug. They chatted a bit more then called it a night.

******

Tuesday night was a short conversation, a quick check on the lock, and then SirJay took off as he had dinner plans with friends.

Wednesday night started the same as the other nights, but SirJay surprised dk with a rather simple and obvious question.

--dk?  Tell Me why you like bondage so much?

dk took a long time to think

--i'm not sure i can give the whole or complete answer, Sir, but i'll do my best.  i've always felt some sort of "squiggle" inside of me seeing any form of bondage at all.  Cowboys and Indians, Cops and Robbers, the biography of Harry Houdini, You name it.  From my earliest memories I remember that "squiggle".  i just knew i wanted to be tied up.  It was quite a few years before that "squiggle" turned into a small fire that turned into getting hard and cumming.  My very first orgasm involved me tying my hands behind my back, putting a bandana gag in myself, and rubbing against the pillow. 

There was no response from SirJay and dk didn't know if that was bad or good.

--Today?  i still crave that feeling, but more so, while i love the sort of "danger" that comes with bondage, i want the comfort of knowing it's a shared journey, where there is only the danger of stretching a limit, but never a danger from the actual person i'm with.  i can have sex without bondage, but i sort of don't want to waste it, if You know what i mean.  It sort of feels hollow to just suck and fuck and whackoff.  And i usually don't even cum unless i'm thinking about a piece of rope or a hood or a blindfold....or a straitjacket.

Still no response from SirJay.  dk was beginning to feel like he'd screwed up.  he could feel his motor-mouth nervousness kicking in and he had to consciously stop himself from babbling.  finally a written response from SirJay appeared--

--Thank you, son.  It's exactly how My head works and it's exactly how I feel.  I'm not ashamed of my needs or fetishes, and I'm glad you aren't either.

dk could feel a hotness on his cheeks.

--go get the box marked Wednesday and a pair of scissors if you don't have them by the computer.

dk went to the large box and extracted a medium sized box marked Wednesday, brought it back to the desk and placed it and the scissors where SirJay could see them in the cam.

--Good boy.  Now, showing me in the cam, I want you to cut the luggage lock off your chastity and remove the whole device.  After you're done with that, please read this carefully!  I have not given you permission to cum this week by taking off your chastity.  I trust you right now, but I want to also give you a little more challenge for the week.  Open the box and take out the three items inside.

dk sliced the tape on the box and opened it.  he pulled out a latex tank top and a pair of latex briefs.  Both were in plastic bags and powdered with talc.  The third item was a bottle of rubber shiner.

--There should be enough talc on the shirt for you to pull it directly on.  Especially easy with your body hair shaved off!  Go ahead and put it on.

dk did as directed.  The tank was tight but slid into place grabbing his skin as it settled into place and making his dick grow very hard.

--Very handsome.  Now you'll need some lube for the next item.  You have some handy?
--Yes, Sir.
--Lube your ass like I did the other night.  Nice and slow, lots of lube.  Show me.

Again, dk followed instructions, turning his butt toward the cam and liberally lubing his butthole.

--Good boy.  Now take the briefs.  You'll see there's a built in buttplug and a cocksheath.  Slip these on, slip your cock into the sheath, and push the buttplug slowly into your ass.

dk was breathing hard.  Pulling the briefs on was the easy part.  Getting his rigid cock in the sheath took some care.  At the end of the sheath was a small tube, presumably so he could pee without removing the briefs.  Pushing the buttplug in his butthole took some time but eventually it slid into place.  He smoothed the creases in the latex and pulled the tank top down over the waist of the briefs.  His dick was standing out straight filling the sheath and stretching it tightly.  He could feel the precum filling the sheath.

--Good boy.  Have a seat.  There's a lot more instructions, then I need to take off for the evening.  I expect you to wear this from now until we meet again on Friday evening.  You can remove the items to shower in the morning and to take a dump.  As soon as you're done with those activities they should go right back on.  IF you're unable to keep your hands off your dick, then it's possible to put the chastity back on over the latex.  There are extra luggage locks in the bottom of this box you can use.  But I trust you to use your judgment.  I suggest you take a towel along with you to work tomorrow.  You'll want to wipe the sweat around your legs every once in a while or you'll have some very interesting rings at the top of your trouser legs.  Sleep tight.

And with that SirJay signed off.   dk appreciated the trust SirJay had placed in him but he also knew as horny as he was he would probably end up humping the pillow all night long.  he went to the kitchen and grabbed a package of frozen peas and wrapped it around his throbbing dick.  Fifteen minutes later he was able to get the chastity on over the tight latex briefs.  he locked it shut, took a deep breath, and turned the computer off.  he knew it was still going to be a long night.

*****    

Thursday night, right at 7:00, with the chat function opened, dk requested a video chat with SirJay.  he was wearing the latex as requested, the chastity device very bright against the black latex of the sheath.  he had removed it all this morning, but had locked it back on after his shower.

--Ah! I see you had to put the chastity on!
--Yes, Sir, right away Sir.  Even if I'd kept my hands off i was afraid i'd have wet dreams with all of this on.
--Smart boy.  Tonight we're adding a layer.  Go get the box marked Thursday and open it in front of the cam.

dk went to the large box and pulled out a fairly good sized box and brought it back to the desk.  he carefully sliced through the tape and extracted a good-sized plastic bag filled with black latex.  he pulled the item from the plastic bag and unrolled it.  it was a full body catsuit.

--Gorgeous, isn't it.
--Yes, Sir
--I want you to pull this on over the tank top and briefs.  Go nice and slow.  Latex is delicate but will stretch a great deal once it has warmed from your body heat.

the boy undid the zipper that ran from the front of the neck to the backside of the suit, just above his butt. dk slid his legs into the legs of the suit, his feet making a plopping sound as they pushed through the tight ankles of the suit and into the attached socks of the suit.  he pulled the leggings all the way over his thighs and stuck his arms into the sleeves of the suit.  Tugging and pulling, slowly but forcefully, he was able to get his hands all the way through and pull the suit up over his shoulders.  He reached behind and tugged on the zipper pulling it through his groin, tucking his steel-covered dick into the suit, and with great stretching was able to pull the zipper all the way up to his neck. 

--Beautiful.  Grab the bottle of rubber shiner and slowly shine up the entire suit, showing me in the cam.

dk began to spritz the polish from the bottle, taking a cloth to rub it around on the suit. 

--Don't be stingy.  Use lots of the shiner.   Make it glisten.

dk wasn't being stingy, it was just that all this shining and polishing was driving his entire body crazy with desire.  the feeling of the rubber grabbing every inch of his skin was a form of bondage in itself.  the act of self-stimulation made every nerve ending on his body sing.  Nonetheless he did as SirJay told him to do.  Hell, even following orders like this was a huge-turn on for the boy.  his cock was aching inside the sheath, the chastity, and the outer coat of latex.

--Good boy.  As before, I want you to wear this every single hour until I see you on Friday.  You may remove it in the morning to take your dump and to shower, but then it all goes back on.  There is another luggage lock in the bottom of this box so that you can replace the chastity.  Yes?
--Yes, Sir.
--Tomorrow night I want you to be ready to chat at 5:30 so that you can open the rest of the boxes and be here by 7:00 for our date.  I suggest you think carefully about what you're going to wear tomorrow so the suit doesn't show.  And drink lots and lots of water.  Also some mineral drinks.  Stay hydrated.  And sleep tight.  Very tight.  Good night, dk.
--Thank you, Sir.  Good night, Sir.

dk turned off the computer and went to his bedroom so he could finally see himself in the latex catsuit.  What he saw nearly blew his mind.  The only parts of him not covered were his hands, his lower wrists, and from about the middle of his neck to the top of his head.  And he couldn't believe how good he looked in the suit.  The shine and shadows were inky and undulating as he slowly turned one way then the other.  he'd never been one to stand in front of mirror and admire himself, but tonight he could barely take his eyes off himself. 

he went to the closet and began to lay out what he'd wear tomorrow.  While it was casual Friday at the office he knew he'd have to wear his darkest shirt with a tall collar and a necktie.  Thankfully the sleeves of the suit could be rolled up a bit if he needed to, but he also thought a light sportcoat might help hide any of the latex that might be seen at the shirt sleeve ends.  And he laid out several washcloths to take with him.  he was already dripping sweat from his arms to his hands.  It would be an odd and long day to be sure.

***** 
 
dk raced home to be in time for his 5:30 chat with SirJay.  It had been a bizarre day.  Early on he could feel sweat beginning to build up inside the socks of the suit.  By the end of the day he felt like he was sloshing around the office with every step.  The three times he'd had to pee he'd locked himself in a stall and gone through the tedious process of just digging his dick out to complete the task.

He stripped the office wear and sat at the computer.  Promptly at 5:30 he put in the video chat request.  SirJay answered immediately.

--How'd you survive, boy?
--It was rough, Sir.  But pretty fun, too.  i love the suit.  It probably isn't something i'd have thought to go buy, but since it was You that told me to wear it..... 
--I understand.  Now, we've got quite a few boxes to open.  Go get them all.  They're numbered and you'll be putting each item on in order.

dk hauled the remaining 6  boxes over to the desk. 

--Open Friday, #1 and put it on.

dk opened the box labeled Friday, #1.  Inside was a rubber hood with a long cowl neck on it.   he pulled the hood on carefully lining up the eye, nose, and mouth holes.  he smoothed the wrinkles and removed the air bubbles.  The smell of the latex totally and tightly covering his head was making him light-headed.

--Unzip the catsuit and tuck the cowl neck way down, then zip the catsuit back up.

dk did as ordered.

--  Roll the sleeves of the suit up to your elbows. Open #2 and put them on.

Inside box #2 were two latex elbow-length gloves.  he slid these on pulling them all the way up to his elbows.

--Roll the sleeves of the suit back down and smooth them out.  Now open #3 and put them on.

Inside box #3 were two rubber wrist restraints.  dk placed one on each wrist pulling the buckles tight.

--Inside that box are two padlocks.  Lock the restraints on.

dk found the locks and locked the restraints.  Whereas he'd been light-headed before, dk felt like he might pass out.  Without permission he sat down hard on the computer chair.

--You okay?
--Yes, Sir.  Just a little over-excited.  This is...amazing.
--LOL.  I completely understand.  Take your time and remember to breathe.  When you're ready, open box #4 and put it on.

dk took several deep breaths, calming himself, then opened  the fourth box.  Inside was a three inch wide rubber collar with two buckles.  He placed the collar around his neck and  fastened the buckles at the back of his neck.  he could barely move his head up or down, or right to left.

--Inside the box are three small padlocks.  Place one on each of the buckles.  The other is used to lock the zipper of the suit to the front of the collar.  When you're done, open box #5 and put them on.

dk locked the collar in back and fumbled with the rubber gloves and his trembling hands to attach the zipper to the front of the collar and lock it.  he finally succeeded.  he also fully realized that at this point there was no way, short of cutting through all the latex (which he would NEVER do), for him to take the gear off.

he opened the fifth box and pulled out two beautifully shined rubber hipwaders and a belt for his waist.  He pulled the hipwaders on and put the belt on

--Inside the box are three padlocks.  The belts on the hipwaders wrap around the  waist belt and can be padlocked.  The third padlock is to lock the waist belt in place.  When you've finished, open the final box and put it on.

dk did as directed and finally opened the last box.  It was the largest of the boxes by far.  he figured all of the other boxes could easily fit inside this one box.  And it was heavy.  he trembled as he sliced through the packing tape and folded back the box flaps.  Inside was a mound of shiny rubber.  he pulled the item from the box and began to unroll it.  When he had finally unrolled all the rubber he could see he was holding a thick jumpsuit with an attached hoodie. 

He pulled the legs of the suit over the boots, then found the zippers from the knee down that would pull the legs tight over the boots.  He pulled the heavy torso of the suit up over his hips and placed his arms in the sleeves of the jumpsuit.  When his hands reached the end of the suit sleeves they slid into attached heavy gloves.  he pulled the rest of the suit up over his shoulders and slid the zipper all the way up the front closing himself in the suit.  Last of all he lifted the hoodie of the suit over his head.

--Well done, son.  And very handsome.  In that last box is one last padlock.  The zipper of the jumpsuit attaches to the posture collar you're wearing with this padlock.  Lock it on.  Now here's the hard part.  I want you to get in your car and drive over here.  I suggest obeying all the speed limits and red lights diligently.  I don't think you want to get stopped and have to try to explain what you're wearing.  It's dark enough now that probably no one will notice you, but you might want to select side roads with fewer street lights.  When you get here I'll have the garage door open and you can park inside.  I'll meet you at the door that goes from the garage into the kitchen.  One more thing.  DON'T look in the mirror.  Just enjoy the feeling.  But get focused to drive.  See you soon.

And with that the chat window closed.  dk grabbed his keys, wallet, and cellphone, keeping his head down and avoiding the mirror, and then headed to his car.  This past hour had been probably the most intense experience he had ever had.  he was giddy from the smell of the latex, intoxicated with the notion he was locked in all this gear, and he was practically comatose with the notion of what might happen when he arrived at SirJay's.

As soon as He'd signed off, SirJay rushed to complete His own dressing so that He'd be ready for the boy's arrival.  He'd spent the day at home preparing the dungeon for a number of activities He wanted to share with the boy.  He truly hoped they'd have another 48 hours of incredible play, and He felt responsible for making sure all the gear and toys were ready.  SirJay felt a bit of a pang in His chest.  He truly cared about dk, and while he'd joked about the U-Haul, He was thinking seriously about asking the boy to consider moving in with Him.  He wouldn't rush the boy, but He also wasn't going to let him slip away.

Driving with two pair of gloves on his hands required real focus for dk.  On a back street he almost rolled through a stop sign but caught himself, coming to a complete stop.  he truly did NOT want to get stopped even for the most minor traffic offense.  At last he reached SirJay's and as promised the garage door was open, the pickup parked off to the right, and he drove in and parked.  As soon as he had parked the garage door closed and the door to the kitchen opened.  It was dark in the kitchen and fairly dark in the garage but he could make out the silhouette of SirJay in the doorway.  his heart was pounding so hard it's all he could hear inside the latex hood.

he exited the car and made his way to the door.  when he got to the door he almost fell over backward.  SirJay was dressed almost exactly as he was, or at least how he imagined himself to be dressed. 

SirJay held open his arms and brought the boy in, a huge rubber hug shared between the two of them.  He slid the hoodie off the boy's head, pulled a large rubber ball gag from the counter next to him and buckled and locked it in place on the boy.  He brought the hoodie back up over the top of the boy's head.  And He took two padded rubber mitts and locked them on dk's hands.

"C'mon.  We're going downstairs.  And we might never come back up."


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I'm going to leave the rest of this story to your imaginations.  I hope you enjoyed.