When my dom commanded me to appear at his house I didn’t know what to expect. The house itself was a nondescript split level on a rural cul-de-sac. My dom greeted me in the driveway, and instead of going in the front entrance as I expected he let me through the garage. In the garage was a doorway leading the dark stairwell that descended to a basement. I began to get a little appreciate as I’d never done anything like this before. The basement contains a surprisingly comprehensive dungeon, including a number of bondage tables, mechanical devices consisting of pipes and straps, and what appeared to be a rack. As instructed, I remained standing during this entire time. My dom was dressed casually, in jeans and a t-shirt.
He directed me to sit neary chair while he arranged the straps and shackles on one of the bondage benches that looked a bit like pommel horse. When he was satisfied the bench was ready he came over, inspected me, and applied a tight blindfold. My appreciationgrow, but also my excitement and I began to feel myself becoming hard as my clothes were removed. Not as roughly as I thought they would be, though. My dom seemed to take pleasure in removing each individual item carefully and it wasn’t long before I was naked. I reflexively crossed my hands over my genitals. My dom took my hands away and gently drew them behind my back. He then fastened a pair of handcuffs around my wrists. After a few minutes of standing there, shackled and naked, he took a small collar and fastened it around my neck. A couple of tugs and I was on my knees.
My dom then inserted a finger between my lips and pried my mouth open. I kneeled there like that for about a minute before I heard him unzip his pants. Shortly thereafter, I felt him insert his now erect penis between my lips and insert it part of the way into my mouth. I didn’t know what to do so I just froze. My dom took my head and began pressing his penis into my mouth, but not so far as to cause discomfort. Yet. I could tell he was getting excited by the way the thrusting became more urgent, and I expected him to cum at any second, but he did not. He withdraw his penis and grabbed my lean again. Then he led me over to the pommel horse. He undid the cuffs and forced me to straddle it. As my torso became balanced on the horse, he wrapped some sort of rope around my feet. The then attached a hook from the ceiling and started pulling down on a hoist. I was forced to wrap my hands around the horse for balance as my legs were lifted up and my genitals exposed from my now suspended legs. The horse was rather short, so my chin extended over its edge while the horse bore most of my weight, with my legs raised in the air behind me.
My hands were then fastened to the legs of the horse and a strap wrapped around my torso, binding me tightly to the horse. I didn’t know what to make of this and I lost my erection because my anxiety had grown. I still had the blindfold on, so I couldn’t seeWhat was going on. I could hear my Dom rummaging around and I felt that he was looking for some sort of hardware, but I had no idea what to expect. My dom then took my penis and began massaging it until it became erected again. This was involuntary on my part, and not at all pleasure, simply a response to manipulation. My dom then took some sort of cinch, wrapped it around my penis and the base of my testicles, and tightened it. I was bound in this fashion for several minutes, my feet in the air behind me and my genitals hanging exposed. I jumped as I felt a clip applied to the skin around the shake of my penis. This hurt quite a bit.
In short order order several more sharp clips were applied to the skin of the penis and of the scrotum. The pain was excruciating but I did not cry out. A moment later I felt a finger explore my anus. The finger was covered in some sort of lubricant, and it was clear my dom was preparing me to be penetrated with some object. I didn’t have to waitlong until some sort of plug was inserted and slowly forced into my anus, stretching it unfortunately. The pain was not unbearable, and I was made to remain like for several more minutes as my sphincter became used to the pressure of the plug. My dom then began playing with the clips attached to my genitals, flicking them with his fingertips, causing exhaust pain. The clips bit deep into the flesh and waves of sharp sensing ran through my groin area. My dom seemed to find this amusing, and I heard him begin to chuckle.
“I’m going to leave you like this for a while,” my dom said, “while I go have a few beers. You can think about where you are and what’s happening, because we’ve only just began.”
A moment later the light went out and I head the door to the basement close. The pain from the clips and the pressure of the plug Intensified, until I was left a moaning, squirming mess.
I wondered how long I might have to remain like this.
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