After spending some time grinding against the carpet, Andy pulled me to my knees and loosely held me in a chokehold. He unbuckled the leather restraints one-by-one until I was free again. I clicked my neck and stretched my legs before turning to Andy awaiting his instructions.
“I know” he said “take off the suit”.
I got naked once again and saw the marks the restraints had left on my skin around my wrists and wondered how long these would show for.
Turning back to Andy I could see him holding up what looked like a leather jumper.
“Ever been in a straitjacket before?” Andy asked.
“Not yet” I replied as he demanded me to put my arms out so that he could put them through the sleeves of the straitjacket. Each arm was then pulled around my torso and buckled into position behind my back. Once again, I was at the mercy of GothamSex.
Andy went into a wardrobe once again and pulled out a leather hood. I wondered if this was the same hood that convinced his ex-partner to try kink together.
“You see this…” Andy began “this will completely block out your sight, sound and most importantly… no one will hear you scream”.
I was nervous at the prospect of not only being defenceless in a strangers house but now I faced the choice of losing my voice should I need to scream for help. I went to say okay but my dick had already begun to confirm I was happy to be hooded.
“Excited already?” Andy laughed and began to put my head inside the hood. The last thing I could see was the glimpse of his leather bench through the two small slits that would become my only source of air.
Andy slowly pulled me down to my knees and bent me over his bed. I waited patiently to work out what was about to happen to me and then it hit me. The smell of poppers. He put the bottle closely next to each nose hole and I remained anxious at what was going to happen. We had never discussed sexual activity through the conversation last night and I was in no position to talk now.
I shuddered at the next sensation as I felt a something cold touch my hole. I assumed it was lube as Andy started to circle my hole and gently push his finger inside me. I’d never had anal sex with a man before, some had tried to push their fingers inside me before but I always made an excuse and avoided the penetration. This was an instance where I didn’t have a choice.
Next, I felt something bigger and firmer inside of me. I assumed a dildo was being instated into my hole and brought back out. In and out. Thrusting inside my tight hole. I squirmed a bit and wriggled around on the bench to show my hesitation but this did not help. Andy kept thrusting the dildo inside my hole and kept playing with me. After about 10 minutes of anal play, I felt another sensation. Vibrations. This wasn’t an ordinary dildo fucking my hole, this was connected to a machine and vibrations started to go up and down my hole. Whether it was the loss of sight or sound or perhaps the unique situation I found myself in, it seemed to intensify every vibration that hit me. It went higher, stronger. I felt myself kicking at times when the vibration would cause my too much distress and then they slowed down. Up and down, stronger and stronger unless I protested. Throughout this I felt Andy grab my dick and slowly edge me, he’d work me until I was close I could come and then he’d stop. Once or twice I thought I had shot my load but I could neither tell or see it with my own eyes to confirm.
After almost 20 minutes, Andy had eventually stopped touching my dick. It stood erect as the vibrations also came to and end. I lay waiting to be set free once again and after a few minutes I wondered what was holding Andy up.
I lay on the bench waiting until I felt it. I felt it for the first time. First time from Andy and first time from any man. His penis entered my hole. He slowly put his dick inside me slowly moving closer and closer to the end of the hole and hitting me right at the point of pain and pleasure. He thrust his dick in and out of my hole for while before holding it inside me for a minute and repeated this over and over again. A while later he fucked me continuously. I had nothing to do beside feel what was happening. I hadn’t consented to this so was I being raped? But I was enjoying every moment. I was finally no longer a virgin. I couldn’t protest so I enjoyed. I enjoyed having a man inside me. I enjoyed having my hole being used for his pleasure. I enjoyed the pleasure I was getting. Andy kept fucking me until I assumed he had finished inside me.
I lay motionless until I felt the hood being taken off my head. I moved my head and jaw around in various directions like I had slept on a wooden floor.
“How was that?” Andy asked.
I wondered if this was some kind of joke. I had never asked him to fuck me but he had not known I was a virgin. I felt confused. Was I angry? Or was I grateful?
“Good” I answered plainly.
“Fine. It’s time for you to come now boy”. Andy replied.
He unbuckled the straitjacket and ask what I wanted to wear.
“Can I try on the bondage suit from your pictures?” I suggested keenly.
“That? That’s take ages to put on!” He said.
I was disappointed. I felt like I was being used as his bondage sex object.
“Okay” I replied.
“I have something better” he said.
Andy went and grabbed more restraints from a drawer under his bed.
He placed a leather collar around my neck which completely blocked me from moving it in any direction and then further leather restraints were placed around my thighs and wrists which then attached my arms to my thighs restricting my movement again. I was placed on the bench again but this time looking to the ceiling. Andy attached a rubber cock ring to my dick and put his vibrating wand into it.
I laid back waiting to shoot my load…
