CAPTURED ON A COLD WINTER NIGHT - THE FOLLOWING SATURDAY

The following Saturday, I needed to go out and run a few errands. I was dressed wearing a pair of Levis, a hoodie, my Converse Aqua Knee High Sneakers folded down, and the heavy winter parka. I was getting ready to leave, when I was grabbed from behind, with the Captor's hand being used as a gag. I recognized the muffled voice, and knew it was the same guy from the weekend before. He asked me if I was a sneaker and bondage fiend, and I nodded my head yes. He then told me how hot I looked playing with the vibrator, and has his Captured Boy the weekend before. He told me not to talk or yell, and removed his hand from my mouth. He then took out a pair of handcuffs, and cuffed my hands behind my back. He then gagged me, and blindfolded me, where I was again taken to the walk in closet, and secured to the chair.

Once I was secured, he told me to relax. He was going out to do a few things and would be back later. I then heard him leave.

Again, I started to squirm and tried to escape, knowing that escape was impossible. I moaned and squirmed against my bonds, and again, I was getting hard being tied up. This was the usual combination of pleasure and torment, and my cock was getting rock hard. Not being able to see or speak, I only had some movement in the bonds. I was aroused, hard, horny, and tied up wanting to be played with but I knew there was no one there to play with me.

I had no idea how long I had been tied up and squirming, but I was quite aroused, and I knew if something didn't happen soon, I would wind up having a hands free bondage orgasism. Sure enough, a few minutes later, I had a hands free bondage orgasism, shooting into my Levis. After a few minutes I shot again. 

I was still hard and tied up, and not known when or if I would be released. Not to long after, my Captor did return. That muffled voice said he knew that I would have a hands free bondage orgasism if I was Captured by him again, and I did. He uncuffed my hands, and again told me not to move for ten minutes, giving him time to leave. I complied with his directive, and after about ten minutes, I undid the blindfold and gag, and untied myself from the chair. 

The Outfit

Hands cuffed behind my back   

Now secured and squirming.

Some squirming tied to the chair, wondering if I will be released

For several months, I wondered who this Captor was, or whether he would make another appearance where I would be the Captured Boy not knowing the identity of the Captor, but I never heard from him again.