"I Had No Idea" - Part 8
It was a normal Friday about 4pm. I knew it was 4pm as I had heard Rick come home from classes just a few minutes ago. It was a normal Friday if you can call being tied up in a closet all day normal. For me it was normal. Rick had been in a mood that morning and he had tied me tight to the wall. Legs spread, ass plugged, my mouth stuffed with a large penis gag, and my cock and balls harnessed waving uselessly in the air. He didn’t bother with my chastity device as there was no way in the world I could do anything with my cock but stare at it. He had even left the light on so I could get a better view. What a sweetheart Rick can be. Eventually he came in to check on me. He released me from the wall, removing the butt plug and gag. As usual he took me to the bathroom then back into the second bedroom. While he did his home work he made me crawl under the desk and suck his cock. He made me spread my legs wide apart then placed one foot firmly on my balls. By applying pressure he could direct me as to what he wanted. If he pressed my balls hard into the rug, I knew to speed up. When he released the pressure I knew to slow down. I felt like a car gas pedal. Whenever he would get close to cumming he would pull my head back and have me kiss and lick his feet instead. We must have spent at least an hour there before he finally let me take his hot cum in my mouth. He made me stay kneeling there until he had finished his homework. I stared at my own cock and wished so badly Rick would let me cum. I was so hard anytime he didn’t have me locked in my cb3000. The only solace I had was that this Sunday was my day to cum. Whoopee, a short quick jack off then another two weeks of sheer torture. I wondered what else Rick had planned for the evening. Little did I know what lay in store.
"I Had No Idea" - Part 7
As always the response to Alex’s writings is overwhelming. I really think if it wasn’t for all of you, I might just let Alex’s thought stay in my computer. You see I will have them to read for many years to come. Alex already has penned them for me. I am the one who decided to share them with others. Right now I am enjoying it a lot and with your continued support I will keep enjoying it. I want to say thanks to all of you who have given me new ideas to torture my slave with. I am sure eventually Alex will write about them and then I will share them with you. Just for your information, the last post was actually one of the first Alex had written, I just saved it till later when I was ready to post it.
Speaking of that last post, let me give you a few of my insights. Why did I pick the 2 week interval for Alex’s being able to cum? That is easy. I had read that for most people denied sexual release the first couple of weeks are the hardest, (no pun intended). After that initial time the body begins to adjust and the hormone effects change. The mind of the slave is no longer quite as fixated on his crotch and enters more of a head trip. That was not what I had in mind for Alex. I wanted every day to be one long horny trip. I wanted him to be on a head trip and have his cock aching to cum. So far it seems to be working. I know Alex well. We have played for years. I know his responses better than my own. When my hands play across his bound little body just my touch goes straight to his cock. After a little while his eyes will glaze over and I know he is ripe for me to abuse. You must understand this is the way I like him. It is also the way he really likes to be. He may complain, but I know him, he is truly the most happy when he feels like that. I have read that keeping your slave horny makes them more willing to serve you. If they perform well they know there is a chance you will let them cum. I can see that point. However, that is why I have set every 2 weeks for Alex. You see no matter how good he is, no matter how hard he tries, no matter how well he pleases me he still must wait until it is time. The head trip is incredible to watch. I can get him so turned on he can’t stand it, and yet his mind always knows if it isn’t time then tough shit. If you think this cruel then so be it. Alex is happy serving me and I am happy having his tightly bound body at my mercy. We both are getting what we want. Enough of my dialogue, let me turn you over to the person you really want to hear from, my Alex:
"I Had No Idea" - Part 6
Well I guess it is time for me to once again publish an excerpt from Alex’s writings. I want to say thank you to everyone who has e-mailed me. Some of you have given me great ideas that I am going to try out on Alex’s poor little body. However, trust me I can be very creative, but new ideas are always welcome. For anyone that wonders, do I really care for my little Alex, let me answer. He is my life. But, I enjoy causing him pain, almost as much as he enjoys receiving it. Sitting on our couch with Alex’s head resting in my lap, his hands bound behind his back, his beautiful eyes looking up at me is indescribable. His eyes reflect the feelings in his soul. You have heard the expression, the eyes are the window to the soul. Well believe me in Alex’s case it is very true. To look into those soft brown depth less pools that are his eyes is to loose yourself in joy. No matter what I am doing, to his bound helpless body, his eyes express absolute trust and devotion. What is my point with this? For anyone out there who in anyway doubts my care and love of my boy, don’t! I will use him. I will abuse him. But I will treasure him and care for him as if he was the most prized possession on the planet. To me he is! Remember that expression, though, my possession. Don’t ever forget he belongs to me! Despite how I love him he is still mine, to do as I want with. If I hurt him, okay. He belongs to me. If I ignore him, tough shit, he is mine. That is his purpose. That is ultimately what make him happy and gives him a reason for living. Without my control of his life, I firmly believe that Alex would cease to exist. Without him and his love I would probably do the same. So we fulfill each others needs. I must control him and he must be controlled. We complete each other.
Good lord, I say Alex wanders off in his writings. What have I just done? Wandered off into my own little world of being a Master. Let me stop here before you get bored with my rambling ideas. Let me turn your over to my little slave Alex and the story of his that I have chosen to share with you:
"I Had No Idea" - Part 5
Well here we are again. This is starting to become a habit, my posting Alex’s horny recollections. But as far as I can tell he is developing a fan base. To me that is hard to imagine that my little bound slave boy has a following. But who am I to deprive anyone (except Alex) of what they want. I have no intention of telling him how many people have e-mailed me. It might swell his head. The only head I want him interested in is the head on my dick. In the last posting he had alluded to my birthday party. I decided that I was going to make that entry the newest leg in the Alex saga. Before I turn you over to my bound slave boy let me give you some background.
Alex and I have been together for years. His and my first sexual experience was with each other. We have gotten into everything over the years, however Alex has never really liked group play. When he agreed to be my bondage slave I decided to fix that. We have made numerous trips to local leather bars but on my birthday I wanted the action at my house. I also decided it was well time that some of our friends saw the true nature of our relationship. Some of them knew Alex loved to be tied up. Even after my birthday I think some still think the whole scene was just Alex’s birthday present to me. (They, I have decided, are idiots!) Needless to say I had a great birthday and so did Alex! Now let’s turn this over to my hot, horny, slave boy:
“I Had No Idea” - Part 4
This is getting to be a regular thing isn’t it? But Alex has written so much and I have to admit I am enjoying sharing his little stories with all of you. In the last story Alex mentioned one of our torture games. I remember when I was young seeing a movie about soldiers getting tortured and always fantasied about trying some of them out. I used to enjoy reading about Indians torturing cowboys too. But one of my favorites was called the Chinese water torture. It involves the slow drip of water onto a bound persons forehead. They say that the slow, never ceasing drip of water can drive you insane. The tv show, “Myth busters” did a segment on it. One of their producers lasted 1 hour and a half before he was begging to be released. I decided right then that I had to try it on Alex. I know that what he does to cope with being tied up is to let his mind drift. They say that with the Chinese water torture that is impossible. The victim can do nothing but lay there and wait for the drip to come. The mind cannot wander all it can do is wait for the next drip. So today I am going to let Alex tell you all about it:
"I Had No Idea" - Part 3
Hi friends, Rick here. I must say that I really appreciate all of you who have contacted me regarding Alex’s little stories. I decided to tell him about the responses and he was very excited. At least I assumed he was. I had him in a full hood and gag at the time but I noticed a distinct change in his breathing. In my mind that was excitement.
In this posting I have very little to say as I want to get right to my slave boy’s musings. The one I have chosen is one of my favorites. I can’t help but get a warm feeling in my crotch when I remember that day. A warm feeling in my crotch, that reminds me I have had Alex tied up since this morning. He doesn’t even know I am home yet. Tell you what, I am going to let him tell you his story while I go let Alex know I have cum home. Or is that I am home and ready to cum? Anyway, now over to Alex:
"I Had No Idea" - Part 2
You are probably expecting to hear from my little slave. However, before I let you read more of his wanderings, let me introduce myself. I am his Master, Rick. I like to call his writings wanderings. That really is what they do. As he lays there, tied up and writing, his mind just kind of floats in a horny bondage haze. In the last story I attempted to give you, the reader, a few good parts, which I will do again this time. I don’t allow him to write everyday as that would take some of my fun away. Some days I want him hooded and bound immovably in his closet. Other days if I am home, I want to play with him all the time. So really what he does write is a journal which I will give you excerpts from. I am wondering how many of you think I am horrible for what I am doing to my best friend? Well before I turn you over to him let me explain.
"I Had No Idea" - Part 1
Let me begin this story with a simple statement, “I had no idea what I was getting myself into.” Yes, that may seem like a strange way to start but let me try and explain to you what I mean. I am (or perhaps was) a normal 19 year old just graduating high school and trying to decide where to go with my life. I had already decided that I wanted a break before college. At least a year to get my head together. My best friend Rick and I had been in a b/d relationship for about 2 years. He was the Top as I loved to be tied up and dominated by him. Just the thought of being in bondage turned me on. The longer and tighter the better. I have a good body for bondage. I had been on the swim team for all of my high school years. This has given me a well toned but not overly muscular body. I stand 5’7” and weigh 150lbs. Broad chest tapering down to a narrow waist. Rick tells me I have a beautiful physique. The only real body hair I have is a treasure trail that drops invitingly from my navel down to my crotch. As a swimmer I had always kept the hair on my legs and crotch trimmed so my speedos would look better. I must add here that I am amply endowed with a 8 inch cock that swells to a full 10 inches when I am turned on. My balls are large and hang low so believe me I really fill a speedo!
Rick is taller and heavier built than me. He has always been a weight lifter so he has an incredible, powerful body. He stands just over 6’ 1” and when he looks down at me I just melt. He is a year older than me and has always been by best friend, big brother, and finally my lover and bondage Top.
The Chastity Boy
I had always been fascinated by control, especially cum control, but also control in general. I had even gone so far as to buy a chastity device - a CB-3000. But I had never more that played a little with it, keeping it on for days, but always with me having the key. I also tried weekends with Masters having the key for the weekend, but always there was something lacking: the daily and total control. I wanted to have it on for weeks and wanting to cum so badly I would do anything. I had tried to find someone interested in that, especially I wanted a Young guy, since that would increase the humiliation (another thing I like). I had not been able to find someone though. Maybe the control thing usually comes later in life, but one day that changed when I met a 20 year old guy.
Maybe I should introduce myself. I’m 30 years old, Quite tall at 192 cm, and I weigh about 80-85 kg. I work in a physically demanding job, so I’m not flabby but quite normally firm. I’m slightly hairy on chest, legs and ass. My dick is about 17-18 cm and it’s always horny. That is part of the problem - and thrill - of seeking control. I also usually jack off way too much, sometimes 2 to 3 times a day.
It all began a Friday night in town. I was out alone but had decided to wear some of my gear. I like going out with the feel of leather pants, collar and my chastity device on. It was a slow night, a bunch of regular customers and a few parties. I sat at the bar with a beer looking around. The only interesting group was one of 4-5 young guys aged around 18-25 out drinking together. Especially one of the younger one - maybe 19 - caught my eye.