BONDAGE SCENES AND STORIES
As we all know, the economy has not been good over the past
four or five years, and I am not making a much money on my full time job as I
used to, I started to pick up extra money by taking pictures of houses for
insurance companies.
I got a phone call one day asking if I was willing to go out
and handle three cases in an area where there was no one else, and this guy was
willing to pay out to get them done, so I agreed. My road trip would take me
about 75 miles out from my house, but the almost $300.00 was enticing, so I set
a day aside and went and did them. While I was on the road, my mind started to think
up a bondage story that I could write, and after thinking about it on and off for
the past few weeks, here it goes.
Being I was a warm September day, I knew I could get away
with going real casual so I wore a polo shirt, kacki shorts and my gray and
blue Sanuk Vagabond sidewalk surf shoes with no socks.
The first stop was a home owned by an elderly couple. I told
them who I was, showed them my identification, where I took pictures of the
outside of the house and left. The second stop there was no one home, so I took
the pictures of the outside of the house and left. The third stop was an
octagon style home. When I pulled up in the driveway, I was greeted by two
guys, Kevin and Kyle. Kevin was about 25 years old, six feet, 160 pounds, blue
eyes, beach blond hair, wearing a pair of tight
levis, long sleeve tee shirt and a pair of
gray Converse high top sneakers. Kyle was 22 years old, five feet, nine inches,
140 pounds, black hair and brown eyes, and was wearing almost the same outfit I
was, except his Sanuk Vagabond sidewalk surf shoes were kacki. Kevin said the
house belonged to his Dad, who was living in
London for a year as his job had him assigned
overseas and Kevin was living at and caring for the house. After I identified
myself, Kevin said it was okay to take the pictures of the house outside, so I
did. It only took a couple of minutes, and I could see two Honda CBR 1,000 cc
motorcycles in the garage. Kyle said it was a blast for them to twin
motorcycles, and being I used to ride, we started talking about bikes.
Kevin asked if I wanted to see the bikes and a
said sure, so we walked into the garage. As I was admiring their nice shiney
motorcycles, I saw a canvas posey strait jacket sitting on the work bench. I
asked Kevin if either he or Kyle were into bondage, and Kevin said they both
were, often taking turns tying each other up.
Kevin said ‘you look familiar”. Kyle excused himself for a
minute, and came back with his I Pad, with my blog pulled up. As we sat around
the table outside of the garage, Kyle said to Kevin, “Dude, we have another
bondage and sneaker fiend among us”. My mind started to race, as either I was
going to help one of these guys tie up the other one, or I was about to become
their trophy of the day.
Kevin excused himself as Kyle and I looked at the blog, and
talking about bondage for about another ten minutes. I stood up and Kevin came
up behind me, grabbed my arms and pulled them behind my back. As I started to
protest, Kevin said you can make as much noise as you want, there is no one
around. Kyle went into the tool box, pulled out a bottle of Cloroform, poured
some on a rag, and stuffed it in my face. I remember Kyle saying, we are going
to have fun with you, just as I fell asleep.
They must have kept feeding me chloroform, as when I woke
up, I was trussed up in the canvas posey strait jacket, with medical restraints
securing my ankles to the bed and three straps holding my body to the bed. I
could see a clock, and it looked liked about one and one half hours had elapsed.
As things came into better focus, I was in what looked like a basement bedroom.
Kevin said that this was their private little play space under the garage, and
it looked the part with one small window and concrete block walls. Kevin and
Kyle both said we like seeing guys tied up dressed and we like being tied up
dressed as it does make for more of a kidnapping scene, so there I was, kacki
shorts, strait jacket and Sanuk Vagabond’s that stayed on the whole time.
For some reason, I felt very safe and peaceful. Kevin and
Kyle took turns massaging various parts of my body. They also used a vibrator
focusing the vibrator on what was underneath my shorts, and this became so
arousing, they started feeding me Poppers to enhance the experience. I watched
these two guys continue to play with me and what enhanced this even more was
they had a mirror mounted in the ceiling. After about another hour and a half,
I released inside my shorts.
Kevin and Kyle had their fun for the day, as did I, so they
released me. Kevin had brought in a pair of jeans that I had in the car, so I
could clean up and change for the ride home. Kyle had one more surprise. He had
snagged my camera out of the car, and took pictures. After I looked at the
pictures, I told them that these were keepers and I would use them on the blog.
As I was leaving, we all agreed that it was a great day. Kevin
said we always like guys who enjoy our form of bondage, and comeback and visit,
so now we have each other cell phone numbers. Time will tell if there is another
scene with this duo.
