I grew up Manchester, England, United Kingdom, I was born in New York and my parents
split up when I was eight years old, my mother and I moved to the UK of that year as she was
working for for a company that offered a lot of business and a whole lot of travelling, we
settled in the UK rather quickly and I was at a school in Manchester, were my sexuality was a
confusing part of my childhood, I liked girls but I also like boys, it was chaos being bisexual
even though I did not have sex at an early part of my life, I was driven by movies of guys in
prisoners of war, in dungeons restrained and tortured seemed to create a stir in my groin at an
early age. I started bondage early, I always wanted to be that hero bound, gagged and
sexually tormented so I would tie my self up and imagine such a seen, I thought I was the
only one at that age and never told anyone about it, just struggled with my sexual urges for
years alone. After watching Jean Claude Van Damme on 'Kick Boxer' seeing him being
trained and having his legs roped and forced into the splits brought the kink in me full circle I
found that scene beyond interesting and began heading out into the woods, my bag full of
rope I would find that secluded pot in the woods alone, and I roped my waist and crutch to
the tree trunk fashioned like a rope harness I trapped myself in place and using more ropes
and roped my ankles, and used the remaining ends over separate tree branches and pulled my
own legs apart racking them as far into the splits as I could, I would stretch my legs in hope
to do the splits one day though secretly I think I really wanted someone to find me and secure
me further roping my wrist behind the tree and racking my legs fully into the spit, with the
ropes harness my crutch forcing my genitals into a nice packet of a bulge they might punch
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me in the balls, even knee my right in the crutch, this was the nightmare of my sexuality
growing up I desired that, control whether it was solo or others involved I wanted to feel
trapped and sexually tormented, years later I was still keen on solo bondage and wanted to
design such a place one could restrain ones self so I planned to design constantly ideas of
such technology, self bondage timers, restraints like those in movies, I was a mixed up kid
growing up but knew bondage had a hold on me, in my twenties was when it all started for
real.
The casts that was made of my whole body, one was a whole body cast including head and individually a full head cast was used to make devices and body suits that would fit like a glove, all ready and available to be uses by companies to make anything I wanted.
A company I chose, picked up the whole body with head cast in order to make me a certain suit. It had already been two weeks since they came and took the shell of my body, with the cast they took some plans of ideas I had for the virtual dungeon, and would see what sort of stuff I was looking to have and then add certain feature I still wouldn't know about until trying on the suit.
I received a phone call from this guy Lance who owned the business, he had worked on the suit with two other guys and was finishing off the suit at home in his workshop. During the phone call he gave me instructions on how to get to his place, after after a short journey I was there.
After ringing the door bell it wasn't long before he answered it, opening the door this guy must have been 6 foot tall or more and had an athletic build, he was very hot!
Looking up at him I started off at the boots, tracing the contours of calves, thighs, and the bulge at the crutch was amazing. I thought to myself he must of sprayed those jeans on! fitting him like a glove, very revealing, nothing was hidden.
“Are you just going to stand there? Come on in!” he said. And I stepped into the building.
Walking into house we made our way to the work shop, the reason I was there.. He made me a full body suit including built in hood there was a large hole for for my mouth and a hole for cock and balls to poke through and covering that area was a codpiece, he handed me the suit and told me to strip off and try it on, it wasn't long before I was naked,wanting that perfectly snug suit wrapped around my body.
Opening the back of the suit there was only a hole big enough to get into, surround by the teeth of a zip, It was a lot like putting on a wetsuit, the tightness as I shuffled my feet inside and down the legs of the suit reaching the ends, with my feet popping out of the ankles. I pulled the legs of the suit gently and slowly over my thighs and the crutch only needed minor adjustment , my cock slid into a silicone hole already pre-lubed, just enough my cock would slide into the pussy of the suit's cod piece, it was slightly cold, and the silicone wrapped itself around my cock like a wet mouth, my ball had a similar hole it was slightly gibber than the cock hole was but I managed to get both my testicles inside and the mouth of this hole stretched before now shrunk back to its memory shape, holding my balls in their own wet pussy prison, I made sure the crutch fit snug in place, then pulling the suit further up my torso.
I continued threading my arms through the arms of the suit popping my hands through the wrist cuffs and shuffling myself deeper into the suit, and it fit me more perfect than a wetsuit, but still had that thick feel to it, spongy and hug fitting, squeezing ever part of my body.
The wrists and ankles seemed thicker and reinforced hidden flaps not seen before, now hooded could not see now either I could feel them though as his fingers pulled on tiny straps immediately I felt my wrists tighter but still comfortable. Also beneath the moulded flaps, D- rings build in place were moulded there too so could be hidden, and revealed at any time.
The casts that was made of my whole body, one was a whole body cast including head and individually a full head cast was used to make devices and body suits that would fit like a glove, all ready and available to be uses by companies to make anything I wanted.
A company I chose, picked up the whole body with head cast in order to make me a certain suit. It had already been two weeks since they came and took the shell of my body, with the cast they took some plans of ideas I had for the virtual dungeon, and would see what sort of stuff I was looking to have and then add certain feature I still wouldn't know about until trying on the suit.
I received a phone call from this guy Lance who owned the business, he had worked on the suit with two other guys and was finishing off the suit at home in his workshop. During the phone call he gave me instructions on how to get to his place, after after a short journey I was there.
After ringing the door bell it wasn't long before he answered it, opening the door this guy must have been 6 foot tall or more and had an athletic build, he was very hot!
Looking up at him I started off at the boots, tracing the contours of calves, thighs, and the bulge at the crutch was amazing. I thought to myself he must of sprayed those jeans on! fitting him like a glove, very revealing, nothing was hidden.
“Are you just going to stand there? Come on in!” he said. And I stepped into the building.
Walking into house we made our way to the work shop, the reason I was there.. He made me a full body suit including built in hood there was a large hole for for my mouth and a hole for cock and balls to poke through and covering that area was a codpiece, he handed me the suit and told me to strip off and try it on, it wasn't long before I was naked,wanting that perfectly snug suit wrapped around my body.
Opening the back of the suit there was only a hole big enough to get into, surround by the teeth of a zip, It was a lot like putting on a wetsuit, the tightness as I shuffled my feet inside and down the legs of the suit reaching the ends, with my feet popping out of the ankles. I pulled the legs of the suit gently and slowly over my thighs and the crutch only needed minor adjustment , my cock slid into a silicone hole already pre-lubed, just enough my cock would slide into the pussy of the suit's cod piece, it was slightly cold, and the silicone wrapped itself around my cock like a wet mouth, my ball had a similar hole it was slightly gibber than the cock hole was but I managed to get both my testicles inside and the mouth of this hole stretched before now shrunk back to its memory shape, holding my balls in their own wet pussy prison, I made sure the crutch fit snug in place, then pulling the suit further up my torso.
I continued threading my arms through the arms of the suit popping my hands through the wrist cuffs and shuffling myself deeper into the suit, and it fit me more perfect than a wetsuit, but still had that thick feel to it, spongy and hug fitting, squeezing ever part of my body.
The wrists and ankles seemed thicker and reinforced hidden flaps not seen before, now hooded could not see now either I could feel them though as his fingers pulled on tiny straps immediately I felt my wrists tighter but still comfortable. Also beneath the moulded flaps, D- rings build in place were moulded there too so could be hidden, and revealed at any time.
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After being sealed into the suit its revealed to me, further hidden treasures was embedded
into the suit. I designed magnetic bondage into the plans but totally forgot about them I was
saving them for another design 'the automated bondage table' so I had no idea he had done
this.
I was getting more excited with each moment I was in the suit, he was showing me new things, with each passing minute I was so turned on it began to show.
The suit didn't hide anything, as soon as my cock got hard the silicone cock sheath kept me that way beneath the codpiece, it was ribbed within the sheath and each rib was like a separate pair of lips running all the way down the length of my cock, the head of my cock could feel tiny bristle hairs if that's what it was, just gently prickling my cock head it was annoying as he made my cock hard with the slightest movement, the tiny hairs would tickle my cock and tease it into a hard on and the sheath gently squeezing massaging my cock as I moved around feeling the fit.
“Oh my god this suit feels great, the interior feels like skin touching my own skin, and the exterior is a major turn on, fuck me!” I said. Gasping at the feel of the new skin.
With a smile on his face he told me lie on the table whilst he attached the additions to the chest, waist and thighs, it was thicker rubber too and built-in magnetic rubber technology.
As I lay on the table he prepared the sealing rubber glues and attached the pre-moulded additions to my rubber suit with me inside, it was essential whilst he added these bits and pieces to avoid any errors, and to make sure the final product was comfortable.
Positioning my arms here, there and every where my pre-marked areas along the chest waist and thighs, he began the process of sealing these new parts to the suit, I could feel the rubber cementing in place micro heating and cooling with the over head heater and blower curing the parts he's gluing in place, then with the rubber gun spraying the final layer of rubber sprayed in place so non of the new additions would ever come off.
As I lay there with the heat falling down and the jets of air from the nozzle jets that was suspended from overhead, hot and cold air blasted and flowing over my rubber encased body, stirring my hard on beneath the cod-piece, I was horny as fuck and the sensations amplified with every passing moment, the rubber seems to shrink tighter to my body as the rubber was setting, sealing me into my perfect bondage suit.
After the drying was complete he asked if I would like to feel the result, I wasn't sure what he meant, as I was already feeling the result, I was inside the suit!
He fumbled with a new mould above my cod-piece on my waist, it felt a lot like a belt built in place, the hidden flaps moulded revealed tiny dials one such dial was now active and he asked me to brace my wrists to my side close to my thighs as comfortably possible, it was that then that I felt my wrist draw closer to my hip-thigh pad moulds, my wrists magnetically locked there, Oh My God.. it felt good, he asked if I could get free so he could test and adjust the settings, but there wasn't any need, he got the design perfect and with the reinforced rubber I could not free my wrists from their position.
He released me from this position using the dial and asked me to put my wrist side by side on my chest plate mould, there too I could not get free. After releasing me from my magnetic bondage test he smiled at me “would you like me to continue?” he asked me. I was intrigued more features? “Fire away!” I blurted out. He laughed and continued with his work.
He place his hands on my lower thighs and pushed my legs apart, in the belt again he turned another dial, how many dials does this suit have? Fuck.
“Close your legs” he told me.
As I began closing my legs tingling sensations sparkled around my cock and balls, the closer my legs got together from their wide apart spread, the more of a shock enveloped my
I was getting more excited with each moment I was in the suit, he was showing me new things, with each passing minute I was so turned on it began to show.
The suit didn't hide anything, as soon as my cock got hard the silicone cock sheath kept me that way beneath the codpiece, it was ribbed within the sheath and each rib was like a separate pair of lips running all the way down the length of my cock, the head of my cock could feel tiny bristle hairs if that's what it was, just gently prickling my cock head it was annoying as he made my cock hard with the slightest movement, the tiny hairs would tickle my cock and tease it into a hard on and the sheath gently squeezing massaging my cock as I moved around feeling the fit.
“Oh my god this suit feels great, the interior feels like skin touching my own skin, and the exterior is a major turn on, fuck me!” I said. Gasping at the feel of the new skin.
With a smile on his face he told me lie on the table whilst he attached the additions to the chest, waist and thighs, it was thicker rubber too and built-in magnetic rubber technology.
As I lay on the table he prepared the sealing rubber glues and attached the pre-moulded additions to my rubber suit with me inside, it was essential whilst he added these bits and pieces to avoid any errors, and to make sure the final product was comfortable.
Positioning my arms here, there and every where my pre-marked areas along the chest waist and thighs, he began the process of sealing these new parts to the suit, I could feel the rubber cementing in place micro heating and cooling with the over head heater and blower curing the parts he's gluing in place, then with the rubber gun spraying the final layer of rubber sprayed in place so non of the new additions would ever come off.
As I lay there with the heat falling down and the jets of air from the nozzle jets that was suspended from overhead, hot and cold air blasted and flowing over my rubber encased body, stirring my hard on beneath the cod-piece, I was horny as fuck and the sensations amplified with every passing moment, the rubber seems to shrink tighter to my body as the rubber was setting, sealing me into my perfect bondage suit.
After the drying was complete he asked if I would like to feel the result, I wasn't sure what he meant, as I was already feeling the result, I was inside the suit!
He fumbled with a new mould above my cod-piece on my waist, it felt a lot like a belt built in place, the hidden flaps moulded revealed tiny dials one such dial was now active and he asked me to brace my wrists to my side close to my thighs as comfortably possible, it was that then that I felt my wrist draw closer to my hip-thigh pad moulds, my wrists magnetically locked there, Oh My God.. it felt good, he asked if I could get free so he could test and adjust the settings, but there wasn't any need, he got the design perfect and with the reinforced rubber I could not free my wrists from their position.
He released me from this position using the dial and asked me to put my wrist side by side on my chest plate mould, there too I could not get free. After releasing me from my magnetic bondage test he smiled at me “would you like me to continue?” he asked me. I was intrigued more features? “Fire away!” I blurted out. He laughed and continued with his work.
He place his hands on my lower thighs and pushed my legs apart, in the belt again he turned another dial, how many dials does this suit have? Fuck.
“Close your legs” he told me.
As I began closing my legs tingling sensations sparkled around my cock and balls, the closer my legs got together from their wide apart spread, the more of a shock enveloped my
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genitals. “Effective at keeping your legs spread” he told me.
He pushed my legs apart again and spread them very wide this time, a smile stretched
across his face, then started turning the dial fully.
At this far spread I could feel the tingling already and was eager to close my legs to test its
power, slowly bringing my legs closer together the shocks where quite high, and even slightly closing my legs there was shocks that pounded into my balls, the frequency setting had me feeling the sensation of my balls receiving Tapping with some sort of device, the higher the setting the more my balls felt like being punched that taping, this would occur heavily if I closed my legs, and thus he grabbed my ankles and forced my legs together, the pounding on my nuts increased I thought I was going to puke and black out, the pain was intense, then he let go and I quickly spread my legs far apart and relieved the banging pressure on my nuts.
I started to wonder so I asked him..
“What happens if I'm walking with this setting?”
he sniggered and knew the answer, but wanted me to feel the power of my new suit,
“Hop down give it a try” he ordered me.
So I did just that , and accidentally climbing down from the table my legs closed a little ZAP! After my feet was on the floor I had to walk with my legs wide apart yeah was definitely difficult to walk soon as I put a foot in front of the other the sensors were too close together and immediately I received a ZAP!
After spreading my legs wide in this standing position, I foolishly brought my hands to my cod piece, eager to re-adjust! yeah what was I thinking?! anti-adjustment, anti-self pleasure punishment suit, my wrist sensor did not allow close contact, ZAP! I could imagine how this suit could be in a sex club No bondage needed but batteries required! :)
He asked me to stand up straight and spread my legs, he assisted by kicked my feet apart and stood with my feet roughly 50cm apart, the holding my wrists he raised my arms outward about shoulder height, I heard a bleep in my reinforced wrist cuffs and he moved his hands to my belt in my waist again another bleep!
I stood there freely without ropes holding me there it wasn't long before my arms got tired but I held on waiting for further instructions he sat back into his chair spreading his thighs, and gripping his own huge bulge. I was turned on by the sight of this guy massaging his own prick through the fabric of his own revealing suit and I was getting harder, my cock throbbing I was so wanting to put down my arms and touch my self this in itself was torture, how long was I to stand like this? I thought to my self.
He smiled then said I could put my arms down when I felt like doing so. After a few moments watching him I slowly put my arms to my sides as soon as my wrists reached my hips I felt the impulses of electricity pass through the cock ring zapping my cock and balls, I tried to stop the pain by raising my arms again only the magnetic restraints having brushed against my sides accidentally magnetized and kept my arms to my sides and the electric shocks continued to zap my genitals, I thrashed about trying to free my wrists only they were not letting go and my balls received a hammering. My own designs and modified with his own had giving me this beautiful suit it was self bondage at it's worst or best? Depending which way you look at it.
I was trapped in this suit,the suit was stopping me from freeing myself even if my hands was free I wouldn't be able to get the suit off, the wrist cuffs prevented me from getting close to the zip or even my cock and balls, I could be trapped in this suit forever without his assistance.
“Don't worry fucker the batteries should run out in about eight hours, unless I plug you into the re-charger” he laughed looking up and down my rubber imprisoned body.
He pushed my legs apart again and spread them very wide this time, a smile stretched
across his face, then started turning the dial fully.
At this far spread I could feel the tingling already and was eager to close my legs to test its
power, slowly bringing my legs closer together the shocks where quite high, and even slightly closing my legs there was shocks that pounded into my balls, the frequency setting had me feeling the sensation of my balls receiving Tapping with some sort of device, the higher the setting the more my balls felt like being punched that taping, this would occur heavily if I closed my legs, and thus he grabbed my ankles and forced my legs together, the pounding on my nuts increased I thought I was going to puke and black out, the pain was intense, then he let go and I quickly spread my legs far apart and relieved the banging pressure on my nuts.
I started to wonder so I asked him..
“What happens if I'm walking with this setting?”
he sniggered and knew the answer, but wanted me to feel the power of my new suit,
“Hop down give it a try” he ordered me.
So I did just that , and accidentally climbing down from the table my legs closed a little ZAP! After my feet was on the floor I had to walk with my legs wide apart yeah was definitely difficult to walk soon as I put a foot in front of the other the sensors were too close together and immediately I received a ZAP!
After spreading my legs wide in this standing position, I foolishly brought my hands to my cod piece, eager to re-adjust! yeah what was I thinking?! anti-adjustment, anti-self pleasure punishment suit, my wrist sensor did not allow close contact, ZAP! I could imagine how this suit could be in a sex club No bondage needed but batteries required! :)
He asked me to stand up straight and spread my legs, he assisted by kicked my feet apart and stood with my feet roughly 50cm apart, the holding my wrists he raised my arms outward about shoulder height, I heard a bleep in my reinforced wrist cuffs and he moved his hands to my belt in my waist again another bleep!
I stood there freely without ropes holding me there it wasn't long before my arms got tired but I held on waiting for further instructions he sat back into his chair spreading his thighs, and gripping his own huge bulge. I was turned on by the sight of this guy massaging his own prick through the fabric of his own revealing suit and I was getting harder, my cock throbbing I was so wanting to put down my arms and touch my self this in itself was torture, how long was I to stand like this? I thought to my self.
He smiled then said I could put my arms down when I felt like doing so. After a few moments watching him I slowly put my arms to my sides as soon as my wrists reached my hips I felt the impulses of electricity pass through the cock ring zapping my cock and balls, I tried to stop the pain by raising my arms again only the magnetic restraints having brushed against my sides accidentally magnetized and kept my arms to my sides and the electric shocks continued to zap my genitals, I thrashed about trying to free my wrists only they were not letting go and my balls received a hammering. My own designs and modified with his own had giving me this beautiful suit it was self bondage at it's worst or best? Depending which way you look at it.
I was trapped in this suit,the suit was stopping me from freeing myself even if my hands was free I wouldn't be able to get the suit off, the wrist cuffs prevented me from getting close to the zip or even my cock and balls, I could be trapped in this suit forever without his assistance.
“Don't worry fucker the batteries should run out in about eight hours, unless I plug you into the re-charger” he laughed looking up and down my rubber imprisoned body.
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He slowly walked over to me, his hot body slick and revealing, he gripped my throat
“Never tell anyone what this suit can do! Your lucky I'm not a bad guy, I could keep you in this suit in-definitely !” his hand moved south to my codpiece and unsnapped it freeing my cock and balls. My cock pointed towards the ceiling wet from the hot moment I was having during the testing of my new suit.
“Would you like to stay the night?” he asked with a huge grin on his face he gently squeezed my cock in his hand and stretched out me manhood
“I will restrain you and push you beyond your limits if you agree to stay the night” he put his lips to mine opening his mouth and kissed me, his tongue in my mouth, his body close to mine. It was a brief moment unlike the rest of our day together. He looked at me raising his eyebrows for an answer and I looked into his eyes almost hypnotised by his stir.
“Yes I think I would really like that”
A smile stretched across his face. “Okay just walk through the door when your ready” he pointed me to the door behind me. I left the work shop walking through the door he signalled me to, he followed me through into the other room, it was dark in there and then the lights came on, the room was designed a lot like the suit I was wearing, it was very well equipped.
“Up against the wall!” he order me he steeped close to me and pushed me up against the wall and kicked my feet apart, he put my hands against the wall in a sort of search position like a police man about to frisk me, that was when he stretched a hood that was made of the same material over my head and around my neck, at the moment I could see though the eye holes but he put a stop to that, a perfectly moulded blindfold that was made of the same material as the hood and the suit, it had a magnetic mesh hidden beneath the layers and around the eye holes of the hood too, he gently placed the blindfold piece over my eyes and the bridge of my nose, it remained there until he would remove it.
He gripped my left bicep in his right hand and guided me to the centre of the room or what I presumed was the centre of the room. Inside the flaps of the wrists of the suit he revealed the hidden D-links and raised my arms up and thread a huge padlock through the link and the hanging chain above me, and with a single click he lock the padlock in place.
He pulled out a remote control pout of his pocket and it made a bleep as he pushed a button and the chain above me I was locked to began to tighten and I felt my arms raise higher and higher until I was on tip toes.
Crouching down and I felt him revealing the Hidden D-links in my ankle restraints built into the suit, here he click more padlocks which led ropes to the walls either side of me and through the series of pulleys to a single mechanical winch. I heard his foot steps as he walked over to the wall, once he reached the winch he began turning the winch and my legs though on tip toes I felt the ropes spread my legs, wider and wider apart. He took his time spreading my legs but the winch was turned over and over again and my legs racked into the splits.
I was starting to think this was going to be a long night of ecstasy hmm what was he going to do to me this night?
In the centre of this guys room I hung from my wrists my ankle winched into the splits, secured to the walls either side of me the new suit with it's built in comfort and reinforced areas, you would think the suit had a full body harness inside it, this suit was genius!
Still floating in darkness by the magnetically attached blind fold, moulded like semi circular pods, they allowed me to open my eyes and even blink. Seeing was not permitted, no amount of light reach my eyes, and I could not make out what he was doing as he stepped back and forth gathering gear and equipment.
Though I was racked, stretched out like an inverted T, I was incredibly comfortable, and vulnerable I was just concerned, stretched out like a hanging lab rat about to be tested in
“Never tell anyone what this suit can do! Your lucky I'm not a bad guy, I could keep you in this suit in-definitely !” his hand moved south to my codpiece and unsnapped it freeing my cock and balls. My cock pointed towards the ceiling wet from the hot moment I was having during the testing of my new suit.
“Would you like to stay the night?” he asked with a huge grin on his face he gently squeezed my cock in his hand and stretched out me manhood
“I will restrain you and push you beyond your limits if you agree to stay the night” he put his lips to mine opening his mouth and kissed me, his tongue in my mouth, his body close to mine. It was a brief moment unlike the rest of our day together. He looked at me raising his eyebrows for an answer and I looked into his eyes almost hypnotised by his stir.
“Yes I think I would really like that”
A smile stretched across his face. “Okay just walk through the door when your ready” he pointed me to the door behind me. I left the work shop walking through the door he signalled me to, he followed me through into the other room, it was dark in there and then the lights came on, the room was designed a lot like the suit I was wearing, it was very well equipped.
“Up against the wall!” he order me he steeped close to me and pushed me up against the wall and kicked my feet apart, he put my hands against the wall in a sort of search position like a police man about to frisk me, that was when he stretched a hood that was made of the same material over my head and around my neck, at the moment I could see though the eye holes but he put a stop to that, a perfectly moulded blindfold that was made of the same material as the hood and the suit, it had a magnetic mesh hidden beneath the layers and around the eye holes of the hood too, he gently placed the blindfold piece over my eyes and the bridge of my nose, it remained there until he would remove it.
He gripped my left bicep in his right hand and guided me to the centre of the room or what I presumed was the centre of the room. Inside the flaps of the wrists of the suit he revealed the hidden D-links and raised my arms up and thread a huge padlock through the link and the hanging chain above me, and with a single click he lock the padlock in place.
He pulled out a remote control pout of his pocket and it made a bleep as he pushed a button and the chain above me I was locked to began to tighten and I felt my arms raise higher and higher until I was on tip toes.
Crouching down and I felt him revealing the Hidden D-links in my ankle restraints built into the suit, here he click more padlocks which led ropes to the walls either side of me and through the series of pulleys to a single mechanical winch. I heard his foot steps as he walked over to the wall, once he reached the winch he began turning the winch and my legs though on tip toes I felt the ropes spread my legs, wider and wider apart. He took his time spreading my legs but the winch was turned over and over again and my legs racked into the splits.
I was starting to think this was going to be a long night of ecstasy hmm what was he going to do to me this night?
In the centre of this guys room I hung from my wrists my ankle winched into the splits, secured to the walls either side of me the new suit with it's built in comfort and reinforced areas, you would think the suit had a full body harness inside it, this suit was genius!
Still floating in darkness by the magnetically attached blind fold, moulded like semi circular pods, they allowed me to open my eyes and even blink. Seeing was not permitted, no amount of light reach my eyes, and I could not make out what he was doing as he stepped back and forth gathering gear and equipment.
Though I was racked, stretched out like an inverted T, I was incredibly comfortable, and vulnerable I was just concerned, stretched out like a hanging lab rat about to be tested in
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some sadomasochistic experiment or so I wished! The experiment would be testing the limits
of the suit, I had already tested the hidden functions built into the suit and now stretched out
what more could this suit do?
The suit was warm and stretchy rubber a lot like a wet suit but far better from the moulding procedure, reinforced ankles and wrists with the built in bondage links, the tens unit, and magnetic locks and seals. I hung with my legs spread wide and my cock and balls held tight beneath the cod piece and the ridiculously comfortable cock ring the moulded suit had in its crutch.
I imagined the sight of him in his own rubber suit, his huge cock bulging and stretching down his thigh, with his balls pushing it further out amplifying that bulge, I could not take my eyes off when entering his property, and now I could only imagine that bulge and whom it belonged to. I continued to daydream thinking of him walking around picking up new devices and gizmo's I could only dream of, unsure what was coming next my cock throbbed waiting for his touch.
He positioned some sort of device on the floor directly below my crutch between my spread legs, What the fuck was it the anticipation was killing me and he seemed to love it, keeping me waiting for minutes after.
I felt his hands over my rubber covered ass and it was revealed there the was a small stretch opening I hadn't notice when putting on the suit, this hole was as was moulded remained closed until I felt his finger penetrate that hole and cool air rushed in and hit my ass hole clearly this opening must looked sealed from the outside and the moulded rubber stretched open with ease in this area, a lot like the cock ring it almost sealed its self shut, yet was really stretchy and opened up easily with any pushing intrusion, I could only imagine a cock finger or dildo could easily open the suits 'ass hole' and with being close to my own the and moulded this was there was no chance of missing the target.. my ass! He removed his finger from the butt portal of the suit and must of squirted his finger with some sort of lubrication. His finger returned through the portal and entered my butt, I could feel the thickness of his finger as he entered me, thought it was a brief invasion by his thick finger it did its job at delivering the cold slimy lube in and around my hole, and with a plop! He removed his finger.
The device that was between my widely spread legs he positioned what I could only describe as a dildo? It sat just at the opening of the suit just barely touching the ass hole of my suit. With a bleep from the device I heard the machine, and with it the dildo touching my ass began to rise slowly, it pushed open the suits portal and with that my own ass hole opened up. A lot like his finger the dildo pushed open my ass sunk up deeper into my ass! Was this a fucking machine I questioned my self!
The machine continued to rise the intrusion, deeper and my ass hole opened up like a greedy pussy that had not been fucked for so long, the deeper it entered me the more I wondered how long was this ass invader? It seemed to sink long hard and very deep. Not only was the dildo long it started to get wider the deeper it sunk within me. I started to moan as my ass widened around this thick dildo just as the device at reached my prostate I thought I was about to Cum! Then it began to exit my ass again. The machine slowly penetrate me in and out over and over again spread out like this with no escape, the fucking machine did it's job splitting my ass wide open. I couldn't escape the invasion, I just had to 'grin it and bare it' it was a hand full or should I say ass full!! each time it penetrated me it spilt my ass wide open and sunk deep hitting my prostate it was one mega fuck and it was all mechanical he could leave the room and leave me like that for hours I couldn't escape I was going no where until he released me.
The suit was warm and stretchy rubber a lot like a wet suit but far better from the moulding procedure, reinforced ankles and wrists with the built in bondage links, the tens unit, and magnetic locks and seals. I hung with my legs spread wide and my cock and balls held tight beneath the cod piece and the ridiculously comfortable cock ring the moulded suit had in its crutch.
I imagined the sight of him in his own rubber suit, his huge cock bulging and stretching down his thigh, with his balls pushing it further out amplifying that bulge, I could not take my eyes off when entering his property, and now I could only imagine that bulge and whom it belonged to. I continued to daydream thinking of him walking around picking up new devices and gizmo's I could only dream of, unsure what was coming next my cock throbbed waiting for his touch.
He positioned some sort of device on the floor directly below my crutch between my spread legs, What the fuck was it the anticipation was killing me and he seemed to love it, keeping me waiting for minutes after.
I felt his hands over my rubber covered ass and it was revealed there the was a small stretch opening I hadn't notice when putting on the suit, this hole was as was moulded remained closed until I felt his finger penetrate that hole and cool air rushed in and hit my ass hole clearly this opening must looked sealed from the outside and the moulded rubber stretched open with ease in this area, a lot like the cock ring it almost sealed its self shut, yet was really stretchy and opened up easily with any pushing intrusion, I could only imagine a cock finger or dildo could easily open the suits 'ass hole' and with being close to my own the and moulded this was there was no chance of missing the target.. my ass! He removed his finger from the butt portal of the suit and must of squirted his finger with some sort of lubrication. His finger returned through the portal and entered my butt, I could feel the thickness of his finger as he entered me, thought it was a brief invasion by his thick finger it did its job at delivering the cold slimy lube in and around my hole, and with a plop! He removed his finger.
The device that was between my widely spread legs he positioned what I could only describe as a dildo? It sat just at the opening of the suit just barely touching the ass hole of my suit. With a bleep from the device I heard the machine, and with it the dildo touching my ass began to rise slowly, it pushed open the suits portal and with that my own ass hole opened up. A lot like his finger the dildo pushed open my ass sunk up deeper into my ass! Was this a fucking machine I questioned my self!
The machine continued to rise the intrusion, deeper and my ass hole opened up like a greedy pussy that had not been fucked for so long, the deeper it entered me the more I wondered how long was this ass invader? It seemed to sink long hard and very deep. Not only was the dildo long it started to get wider the deeper it sunk within me. I started to moan as my ass widened around this thick dildo just as the device at reached my prostate I thought I was about to Cum! Then it began to exit my ass again. The machine slowly penetrate me in and out over and over again spread out like this with no escape, the fucking machine did it's job splitting my ass wide open. I couldn't escape the invasion, I just had to 'grin it and bare it' it was a hand full or should I say ass full!! each time it penetrated me it spilt my ass wide open and sunk deep hitting my prostate it was one mega fuck and it was all mechanical he could leave the room and leave me like that for hours I couldn't escape I was going no where until he released me.
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The penetration continued for minutes, I was sure how long it was, but after a set time the
machine began to thrust faster in and out of my ass, thought the butt hole of my suit and deep
with in my pussy ass! The invasion had my cock throbbing I thought I was going to explode
my sticky hot love piss everywhere and if I did would I be released or would the fucking
continue? I thought I'd better try best not to cum, not just yet!
So I hung there with the machine fucking my ass deeper and faster with every passing moment, I had lost track of time and of where he might be, was he in the room with me or had he fucked off to finish of some other work he had?
As the fucking from this mechanical monster continued I started to feel the need to cum but held it in, my bondage held me tight in place but I was wanting to rise and fall and thrust myself deeper onto that dildo, I attempted to rise and fall, there was little movement I could make and spread my legs a little further and sat deeper as the dildo sunk into me I sunk deeper onto it and the massive rod deep in my ass hit my prostate over and over again.. my attempts on stopping my self ejaculation became impossible, and I shot out a load that must of shot right across the room. My cock exploded from this moment, and he did not return or release me from the invasion or my bondage, and the machine continued to pummel my ass.
I started to scream out as the fucking continued and I had just come but I was trapped in my bondage, my ass had gotten tighter after my ejaculation across the room and the dildo force me wide open again, I felt like a virgin being fucked for the first time, my ass tightly gripping the wide tool up my ass as it stretched me open and with each thrust my ass gripped it tight almost trying to stop it invading my hole. “Resistance is futile” I thought, yeah the Borg from Star Trek! I started to laugh from thinking of it. On such a Borg cube with my ass being invaded, that just made things worse and I started to laugh more and more as the fucking continued and I shot my load again. Oh my god what the fuck!
I heard a laugh, it must have been him, although it was muffled by the hood of the suit I could still however just about hear him laugh.
“I think that should be enough for now, I do not want you getting too exhausted, not just yet any way”
He switched of the machine and the invasion of my ass had come to a stop. He removed the fucking machine from below me and put the apparatus away its it place in the playroom space made for It. Great I thought, I could of done with a rest, though comfortable suspended hanging there like this.
He stepped up close to me now and his lips came close to my hooded head, positioning his mouth and breathing his warm breath so close to my ears.
“Did you like that, and are you comfortable?” he asked as his right hand circled my wet throbbing cock, dripping from the second load from my second orgasm.
“Yes that was hot, this suit is so fucking great!” I said laughing.
He laughed back and squeezed my cock hard as he pulled on it forcing more drips of Cum onto the floor beneath us.
“You have made a right mess of my floor, you may have to stay like this a bit longer mother fucker!” and with that he laughed and walked away.
I hung there for a few more minutes to recover from my double orgasm, the suit how ever had plans to keep me hard and horny. It wasn't long before I was recovered and my juices were going again waiting for whatever he had planned for me next. What time was it I thought, I felt like I had been here for hours and was it the same day or early hours in the morning I hadn't a fucking clue!
He returned and slapped my chest activating a feature of the suit.. What the fuck was he activating now? I didn't feel anything happen and wasn't sure what to expect and waited
So I hung there with the machine fucking my ass deeper and faster with every passing moment, I had lost track of time and of where he might be, was he in the room with me or had he fucked off to finish of some other work he had?
As the fucking from this mechanical monster continued I started to feel the need to cum but held it in, my bondage held me tight in place but I was wanting to rise and fall and thrust myself deeper onto that dildo, I attempted to rise and fall, there was little movement I could make and spread my legs a little further and sat deeper as the dildo sunk into me I sunk deeper onto it and the massive rod deep in my ass hit my prostate over and over again.. my attempts on stopping my self ejaculation became impossible, and I shot out a load that must of shot right across the room. My cock exploded from this moment, and he did not return or release me from the invasion or my bondage, and the machine continued to pummel my ass.
I started to scream out as the fucking continued and I had just come but I was trapped in my bondage, my ass had gotten tighter after my ejaculation across the room and the dildo force me wide open again, I felt like a virgin being fucked for the first time, my ass tightly gripping the wide tool up my ass as it stretched me open and with each thrust my ass gripped it tight almost trying to stop it invading my hole. “Resistance is futile” I thought, yeah the Borg from Star Trek! I started to laugh from thinking of it. On such a Borg cube with my ass being invaded, that just made things worse and I started to laugh more and more as the fucking continued and I shot my load again. Oh my god what the fuck!
I heard a laugh, it must have been him, although it was muffled by the hood of the suit I could still however just about hear him laugh.
“I think that should be enough for now, I do not want you getting too exhausted, not just yet any way”
He switched of the machine and the invasion of my ass had come to a stop. He removed the fucking machine from below me and put the apparatus away its it place in the playroom space made for It. Great I thought, I could of done with a rest, though comfortable suspended hanging there like this.
He stepped up close to me now and his lips came close to my hooded head, positioning his mouth and breathing his warm breath so close to my ears.
“Did you like that, and are you comfortable?” he asked as his right hand circled my wet throbbing cock, dripping from the second load from my second orgasm.
“Yes that was hot, this suit is so fucking great!” I said laughing.
He laughed back and squeezed my cock hard as he pulled on it forcing more drips of Cum onto the floor beneath us.
“You have made a right mess of my floor, you may have to stay like this a bit longer mother fucker!” and with that he laughed and walked away.
I hung there for a few more minutes to recover from my double orgasm, the suit how ever had plans to keep me hard and horny. It wasn't long before I was recovered and my juices were going again waiting for whatever he had planned for me next. What time was it I thought, I felt like I had been here for hours and was it the same day or early hours in the morning I hadn't a fucking clue!
He returned and slapped my chest activating a feature of the suit.. What the fuck was he activating now? I didn't feel anything happen and wasn't sure what to expect and waited
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patiently for what was coming, but nothing came.
He got out a whip of some kind and with a swooping thrash it hit me across the back, I
thought to my self I wouldn't be able to feel it with my spongy rubber suit encasing my body, but I was wrong, this suit with it's Exoskin, received detailed information of the impact when the whip stuck me and delivered the instructions to multiple electro contacts embedded within the inside of this suit it simulated the whip strikes knowing where to deliver the contacts. He struck me on the lowest setting and with a gentle whipping I felt as though I was naked being struck by the whip and then he amplified it with the chest control turning up the electrodes.
Hitting me again with the whip with the same amount of whipping as before, yet this time the suit simulated the whipping with an increased electro.. though the beating was the same for him, the suit amplified the feel of being whipped and delivered my body with the feel and one heavily nasty strike! The feeling I can only describe as a cane hit me hard right across the back.. what the fuck.. this suit would allow the top to gently strike me across the back, but it gave me the feeling of one of the hardest whipping imaginable, I scream out in agony I was in deep shit trusting this bloke with my life, I thought I was going to be black and blue or even die. Luckily he wasn't a nasty Top he was just demonstrating the nightmare or sadomasochistic settings of the suit.
“Sorry mate I just wanted you to feel the full setting of this function, and how extreme this suit can make you feel” he must have been proud of this feature as he laughed and gave me a brief cuddle.
“This setting allows you to be safe from any permanent markings, you will see later there are no scares or welt marks but the suit will make you feel the same!” he explained.
He moved on now to the computer and brought the laptop closer plugging in wires then to the belt part of the suit, he literally plugged me into the computer!
“Just now I gave you an external beating and the belt has recorded the sensation and now been entered into the computer, I can no with one push of the button repeat the sensation with out even getting out my whip!” He said.
He pressed the enter button on his laptop and THRASH the same whip sensation echoed down my back just as before the deep penetrating bite of the whip came down my back again and I screamed like a real whip I felt its force its deepness its burning itching sensation across my back.. yet was all an illusion thanks to this suit. He unplugged the suit from the computer and began releasing me from my bondage, my legs came down first and I stood up straight though exhausted to stand up then he release my arms from the overhead pulley.
“Like I said before never tell anyone what this suit can do, it could over stimulate you if the control was in the wrong hands! I how ever have full WI-Fi control over your suit and could at any time I'm permitted torture you body even from here” he sniggered jokingly yet it was true he could control the suit from here, but joked he would do that.
“I wont let anyone know the codes to this suit, but I wouldn't mind the distance torture control from you every now and again” I said to him, with a dirty grin.
“Good boy” he said. I began to get dressed pulling on my clothes over the suit, it was too hot of a suit to take off, and I wanted to see what it was like to wear in public, and more so on public transport.
The suit I was wearing under my clothes was horny as hell, when I stepped onto the Tube it was packed on there which was frigging typical, there was a few horny lads on there sat on the seats there thighs spread wide like right horny fuckers they was I stood there by the doorway looking on at other passengers but these lads where drawing my attention. They were wearing tracksuit bottoms and they weren't baggy, they were comfortably semi tight, so
He got out a whip of some kind and with a swooping thrash it hit me across the back, I
thought to my self I wouldn't be able to feel it with my spongy rubber suit encasing my body, but I was wrong, this suit with it's Exoskin, received detailed information of the impact when the whip stuck me and delivered the instructions to multiple electro contacts embedded within the inside of this suit it simulated the whip strikes knowing where to deliver the contacts. He struck me on the lowest setting and with a gentle whipping I felt as though I was naked being struck by the whip and then he amplified it with the chest control turning up the electrodes.
Hitting me again with the whip with the same amount of whipping as before, yet this time the suit simulated the whipping with an increased electro.. though the beating was the same for him, the suit amplified the feel of being whipped and delivered my body with the feel and one heavily nasty strike! The feeling I can only describe as a cane hit me hard right across the back.. what the fuck.. this suit would allow the top to gently strike me across the back, but it gave me the feeling of one of the hardest whipping imaginable, I scream out in agony I was in deep shit trusting this bloke with my life, I thought I was going to be black and blue or even die. Luckily he wasn't a nasty Top he was just demonstrating the nightmare or sadomasochistic settings of the suit.
“Sorry mate I just wanted you to feel the full setting of this function, and how extreme this suit can make you feel” he must have been proud of this feature as he laughed and gave me a brief cuddle.
“This setting allows you to be safe from any permanent markings, you will see later there are no scares or welt marks but the suit will make you feel the same!” he explained.
He moved on now to the computer and brought the laptop closer plugging in wires then to the belt part of the suit, he literally plugged me into the computer!
“Just now I gave you an external beating and the belt has recorded the sensation and now been entered into the computer, I can no with one push of the button repeat the sensation with out even getting out my whip!” He said.
He pressed the enter button on his laptop and THRASH the same whip sensation echoed down my back just as before the deep penetrating bite of the whip came down my back again and I screamed like a real whip I felt its force its deepness its burning itching sensation across my back.. yet was all an illusion thanks to this suit. He unplugged the suit from the computer and began releasing me from my bondage, my legs came down first and I stood up straight though exhausted to stand up then he release my arms from the overhead pulley.
“Like I said before never tell anyone what this suit can do, it could over stimulate you if the control was in the wrong hands! I how ever have full WI-Fi control over your suit and could at any time I'm permitted torture you body even from here” he sniggered jokingly yet it was true he could control the suit from here, but joked he would do that.
“I wont let anyone know the codes to this suit, but I wouldn't mind the distance torture control from you every now and again” I said to him, with a dirty grin.
“Good boy” he said. I began to get dressed pulling on my clothes over the suit, it was too hot of a suit to take off, and I wanted to see what it was like to wear in public, and more so on public transport.
The suit I was wearing under my clothes was horny as hell, when I stepped onto the Tube it was packed on there which was frigging typical, there was a few horny lads on there sat on the seats there thighs spread wide like right horny fuckers they was I stood there by the doorway looking on at other passengers but these lads where drawing my attention. They were wearing tracksuit bottoms and they weren't baggy, they were comfortably semi tight, so
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not much was hidden especially as they were sat down and with their legs apart there was a
few bulges there!
My suit had sensed some sort of arousal in my groin and immediately started to send electro pulsations in my balls, this didn't hurt but did feel like my balls was stretched out tightly and someone scratching their nails across the skin of my balls, it felt great made me weak at the knee and the only relief that came was by spreading my legs a little. The suit had sensors embedded into it for full virtual torment via WI-Fi control this function however was stimulated as a response to my hard-on, a sort of virtual chastity, though the whole suit was a chastity device really.
The more I saw these lads the more aroused I got and the suit, being programmed the way it was, it started to amplify the sensations in my balls, the depth of the sensation sunk deeper and the feeling was like a hand around my balls and squeezing them hard and crushing them. The sensation however was a turn on for me and I could not loose my erection so the suit found other ways to torture my genitals as I started to feel a tingling around the corona of my penis and this was an alarming sensation, it kept me on the edge of blasting my load, although I never would, that feeling drove me insane and this suit sensed it was my weakness and amplified it further more.
Tiny spring like straps built within the cock sheath hidden within the codpiece of the suit it was like a chastity device, these tiny straps could get mechanically tighter at any time and each strap had individual motor driven parts so it could tighten any six of them all at once or individually. The straps tightened around my cock forcing my hard on to stay permanently hard, this drove the arousal sensors and instructing part of the suit that was torturing my balls, unable to make my cock flaccid it was a never ending cycle of torment, it was because of these lads sat on the tube. The tube came to a stop at my station and I could only pray I was still able to walk off and out of this station.
I stepped out of the train and onto the platform
“Fuck” I thought to myself.
It was difficult, but I managed to get off the train, walking along the platform pretty slowly
as the suit would not let me walk too fast, I tried to walk at normal speed but the suit was still trying to keep my cock erect by strangling it in six places along my shaft, and the hard-on was driving the ball torture on and on.
Up the steps and exiting the station I decided the only next thing I would do was to try and catch a taxi, as this was getting difficult and I could not loose my hard on. The pain was sinking in deep now, and as horny as it was, it was something I would rather feel at home. I got into the taxi, and headed home, I was okay in the taxi but the pain in my crutch was growing, getting bigger and deeper with each passing moment, I didn't travel for long and I was soon back at the house.
I switch on the computer and contacted guy who build the suit to see if he could help, he connected swiftly and was soon in control of the suit through the internet, the whole suit acted as an WI-Fi antenna and connected to the internet as soon as I walked through the door.
Watching on my camera he could see me in the suit and used his computer program and deactivate the pain that was throbbing between my legs! My balls felt swollen from the simulated beatings they got, and my cock throbbing with pain as the tightened straps had release my poor cock. I spoke with him on-line for a bit, and he sent me a link to a virtual dungeon program web page and as I logged onto the page I could see a virtual subject, I could see this subject was an escort site, and the page went on to describe per per view payment for 10 minutes, and longer. A large countdown clock was embedded into the site so the viewer knew how much time he had left to pleasure or torture the subject they was hiring
My suit had sensed some sort of arousal in my groin and immediately started to send electro pulsations in my balls, this didn't hurt but did feel like my balls was stretched out tightly and someone scratching their nails across the skin of my balls, it felt great made me weak at the knee and the only relief that came was by spreading my legs a little. The suit had sensors embedded into it for full virtual torment via WI-Fi control this function however was stimulated as a response to my hard-on, a sort of virtual chastity, though the whole suit was a chastity device really.
The more I saw these lads the more aroused I got and the suit, being programmed the way it was, it started to amplify the sensations in my balls, the depth of the sensation sunk deeper and the feeling was like a hand around my balls and squeezing them hard and crushing them. The sensation however was a turn on for me and I could not loose my erection so the suit found other ways to torture my genitals as I started to feel a tingling around the corona of my penis and this was an alarming sensation, it kept me on the edge of blasting my load, although I never would, that feeling drove me insane and this suit sensed it was my weakness and amplified it further more.
Tiny spring like straps built within the cock sheath hidden within the codpiece of the suit it was like a chastity device, these tiny straps could get mechanically tighter at any time and each strap had individual motor driven parts so it could tighten any six of them all at once or individually. The straps tightened around my cock forcing my hard on to stay permanently hard, this drove the arousal sensors and instructing part of the suit that was torturing my balls, unable to make my cock flaccid it was a never ending cycle of torment, it was because of these lads sat on the tube. The tube came to a stop at my station and I could only pray I was still able to walk off and out of this station.
I stepped out of the train and onto the platform
“Fuck” I thought to myself.
It was difficult, but I managed to get off the train, walking along the platform pretty slowly
as the suit would not let me walk too fast, I tried to walk at normal speed but the suit was still trying to keep my cock erect by strangling it in six places along my shaft, and the hard-on was driving the ball torture on and on.
Up the steps and exiting the station I decided the only next thing I would do was to try and catch a taxi, as this was getting difficult and I could not loose my hard on. The pain was sinking in deep now, and as horny as it was, it was something I would rather feel at home. I got into the taxi, and headed home, I was okay in the taxi but the pain in my crutch was growing, getting bigger and deeper with each passing moment, I didn't travel for long and I was soon back at the house.
I switch on the computer and contacted guy who build the suit to see if he could help, he connected swiftly and was soon in control of the suit through the internet, the whole suit acted as an WI-Fi antenna and connected to the internet as soon as I walked through the door.
Watching on my camera he could see me in the suit and used his computer program and deactivate the pain that was throbbing between my legs! My balls felt swollen from the simulated beatings they got, and my cock throbbing with pain as the tightened straps had release my poor cock. I spoke with him on-line for a bit, and he sent me a link to a virtual dungeon program web page and as I logged onto the page I could see a virtual subject, I could see this subject was an escort site, and the page went on to describe per per view payment for 10 minutes, and longer. A large countdown clock was embedded into the site so the viewer knew how much time he had left to pleasure or torture the subject they was hiring
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virtually for minutes or longer. The screen had a list of things the dungeon can do and all the
viewer would need to do was use his mouse.
He had set up the site and was totally run able and it was sort of an escort video chat only WI-Fi controlled by the paid member. Then there was a viewer on-line other than us two.. he wanted a few minutes to test the site, and was willing to pay on-line immediately. I freshened up whilst the payment and link was given to the client on-line, after I returned the client started pushing buttons on his computer screen and immediately the suit responded well via WI-Fi, in my crutch I could feel sensations around my cock, the feeling of a blow job, up and down, but not only that there feeling seem to twist up the whole length of my hard cock, I could feel tiny air pockets built within the suit literally breathing during the blow job simulation, it was a shock, I knew there was a whole lot this suit could do that I did not know about yet. The WI-Fi control continued as the suit began to tighten, slowly becoming rigid, tiny fibres in the second layer deep within the suit, contracted as tens pulses powered the fibres to shrink, in a similar way muscle expand and contract, these were based on the same principle. And thus I stood there, tensed up as the arms, legs, waist and shoulders no longer mobile, I was forced to stand like that for minutes. And the client sent shocks to my nuts, to see how I would respond in my immobile state, trapped within the rigid suit I could only screw my eyes and mouth breathing through the pain as the sensations simulated the feeling of my nuts in a vice, the client ascending the instructions to see how tight my balls could take, he reached maximum and I must of jerked as I fell backward onto the bed. The pain in my nuts continued and I began to scream in agony, then the vice grip hold stopped and the suit suddenly was no longer rigid.
The client allowed me to get back up, I pulled over a chair, with no arms just a back rest and a seat, and then sat in it with my back against the back rest and I casually spread my legs nice and wide for the internet camera. I place my hands behind my back in submission only the magnetic wrist bondage kicked in from control on the client's computer, there was a tightening around my tits, the perfectly moulded suit that wrapped its self around my every detail with it's hidden built-in teeth, clamped hard on my erect nipples the surprise abused shocked me as another secret device was revealed to me, tiny electro impulses altered the sensation to twists that circled my nipples at the base and twisted outwards simulating someone twisting hard on one's sensitive nubs. The twisting sensation continued every two seconds and would never stop until it was switched off, and thus the nipple torture continued.
My thighs spread wide in a sluttish manner, the client activated the “Keep Apart” feature of the program, I would occasionally bring my thighs closer together only a electro shock Zapped the corona of my cock head, and was a strange feeling that I just rolled my eyes, and nearly felt out of my chair, it forced me to spontaneously try to close my legs and punishing me further on a higher setting, it truly was tormenting. I could only try to control myself and keep my thighs spread wide to avoid the punishment, I spread my thighs as far as I could only I could not get them wide enough apart, and the torture on my cock continued.
Like hail stone thrashing my cock from within it, the rain of electricity kept my cock hard and the client continued to torment me getting his moneys worth. The countdown clock reach zero finally and the client was disconnected from the live cam feed all controls to the suit deactivated and the message window to the client opened up he thanked me for being the first to test out the site and paid up front for another session for the following night, we said our goodbyes and he disconnected. The moulded suit maker Top sent me a message, asking if it was all okay, I told him about the session and how it went, and that the client wanted to continue with another session tomorrow night he was excited about that, and that our joint business might just be successful he said he would put the link to the site on his blogs and his
He had set up the site and was totally run able and it was sort of an escort video chat only WI-Fi controlled by the paid member. Then there was a viewer on-line other than us two.. he wanted a few minutes to test the site, and was willing to pay on-line immediately. I freshened up whilst the payment and link was given to the client on-line, after I returned the client started pushing buttons on his computer screen and immediately the suit responded well via WI-Fi, in my crutch I could feel sensations around my cock, the feeling of a blow job, up and down, but not only that there feeling seem to twist up the whole length of my hard cock, I could feel tiny air pockets built within the suit literally breathing during the blow job simulation, it was a shock, I knew there was a whole lot this suit could do that I did not know about yet. The WI-Fi control continued as the suit began to tighten, slowly becoming rigid, tiny fibres in the second layer deep within the suit, contracted as tens pulses powered the fibres to shrink, in a similar way muscle expand and contract, these were based on the same principle. And thus I stood there, tensed up as the arms, legs, waist and shoulders no longer mobile, I was forced to stand like that for minutes. And the client sent shocks to my nuts, to see how I would respond in my immobile state, trapped within the rigid suit I could only screw my eyes and mouth breathing through the pain as the sensations simulated the feeling of my nuts in a vice, the client ascending the instructions to see how tight my balls could take, he reached maximum and I must of jerked as I fell backward onto the bed. The pain in my nuts continued and I began to scream in agony, then the vice grip hold stopped and the suit suddenly was no longer rigid.
The client allowed me to get back up, I pulled over a chair, with no arms just a back rest and a seat, and then sat in it with my back against the back rest and I casually spread my legs nice and wide for the internet camera. I place my hands behind my back in submission only the magnetic wrist bondage kicked in from control on the client's computer, there was a tightening around my tits, the perfectly moulded suit that wrapped its self around my every detail with it's hidden built-in teeth, clamped hard on my erect nipples the surprise abused shocked me as another secret device was revealed to me, tiny electro impulses altered the sensation to twists that circled my nipples at the base and twisted outwards simulating someone twisting hard on one's sensitive nubs. The twisting sensation continued every two seconds and would never stop until it was switched off, and thus the nipple torture continued.
My thighs spread wide in a sluttish manner, the client activated the “Keep Apart” feature of the program, I would occasionally bring my thighs closer together only a electro shock Zapped the corona of my cock head, and was a strange feeling that I just rolled my eyes, and nearly felt out of my chair, it forced me to spontaneously try to close my legs and punishing me further on a higher setting, it truly was tormenting. I could only try to control myself and keep my thighs spread wide to avoid the punishment, I spread my thighs as far as I could only I could not get them wide enough apart, and the torture on my cock continued.
Like hail stone thrashing my cock from within it, the rain of electricity kept my cock hard and the client continued to torment me getting his moneys worth. The countdown clock reach zero finally and the client was disconnected from the live cam feed all controls to the suit deactivated and the message window to the client opened up he thanked me for being the first to test out the site and paid up front for another session for the following night, we said our goodbyes and he disconnected. The moulded suit maker Top sent me a message, asking if it was all okay, I told him about the session and how it went, and that the client wanted to continue with another session tomorrow night he was excited about that, and that our joint business might just be successful he said he would put the link to the site on his blogs and his
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profiles and advertise it so I would get regular work from multiple clients, he also asked if I
would like to model other designs he had in mind and that there would be money involved, I
was excited with the suit he created and further creations would be a major turn on for me.
Other such projects would to have live exhibitions in BDSM conventions and clubs, showing
other possible clients and new customers the suits and devices he was working on and that we
might create good revenue, we chatted all evening that night of many possibilities and that we
start that in the next month, as he had to go away for a couple of weeks, and so we arranged a
day to meet up when he would be back to talk. After we said our goodbyes that night my head
was spinning with excitement I could not wait to get started, but that was weeks away, I took
off the suit showered then went to bed and drifted off to a well earned sleep.
The following days passed slowly, the excitement of the new suit and the the new projects me and the mould master would be working on was spinning around in my head, the idea of being in a public exhibition advertising his designs, live performances of those designs in action with everyone watching was a scary thought, though at the same time being trapped in public who knows what would happen it could be fun, and earning is a bonus.
The client from the net had been on line that following night when we tested the WI-Fi control of the suit, he enjoyed the anonymous web cam session, we carried on were we left off, legs racked apart, the cock and ball tortures and the nipple torture, he pushed me to my limitations and well over, if it was a regular session I would of said I ended up black and blue only the session was totally one intense simulation, no marks or bruises there was no evidence the session even happened, the client enjoyed controlling me through WI-Fi, the site was truly genius and the suit linked with the site perfectly there hadn't been any problems so far, the client got what he paid for, the time and price was just right at both ends of the web cam, the limited time made sure the client had enough of it, and I had that hour limitation for rest and recovery. Not much recovery was needed, the electrodes that zapped my genitals and simulated whipping across my back and ass subsided the moment the suit deactivated, there was longer recovery need for my balls they felt like they had been kicked and although that was horny as fuck and always wanted more as soon as it stopped there was that nagging stomach ache that followed a kick in the nuts, and this was a simulation after all.
It was seven days later when I received a phone call from the mould master, I always called him master, calling him Lance made me laugh, I often thought was it a nick name as his cock was so long and thick Lance was the perfect nick name even if it wasn't his real name, he called me around noon on a Friday he had just finished arranging meetings with the exhibition, he took with him plans of his designs and they agreed to accommodate his requirements for the amount of space for his technology, they were impressed with the designs and offered to help advertising the exhibition, flyer had been printed, the site they held to offer information for each company was being edited and it was happening and being organised well ahead of schedule, it was happening and I decided from the moment Lance offered the work to me that I would do it, it would be the perfect opportunity to excel my self and get my rocks off who knows where it would lead regular work for both me and Lance, it might just get a lot of orders, Lance offered me there and then on the phone that he would need assistance building the designs not just for the exhibitions but there after with the orders. He continued to tell me how his trip was going, the people he met and the possible orders for fetish clubs that may want to rent equipment from him for their monthly fetish nights, there where a few people from different clubs they ran, they sounded promising and it was all new and they thought it would be the perfect opportunity to pull in the crowds, it would be a trial for the first month to see how well it did and then it would continue monthly depending on that first month, Lance sounded excited and was eager to begin as soon as he returned in
The following days passed slowly, the excitement of the new suit and the the new projects me and the mould master would be working on was spinning around in my head, the idea of being in a public exhibition advertising his designs, live performances of those designs in action with everyone watching was a scary thought, though at the same time being trapped in public who knows what would happen it could be fun, and earning is a bonus.
The client from the net had been on line that following night when we tested the WI-Fi control of the suit, he enjoyed the anonymous web cam session, we carried on were we left off, legs racked apart, the cock and ball tortures and the nipple torture, he pushed me to my limitations and well over, if it was a regular session I would of said I ended up black and blue only the session was totally one intense simulation, no marks or bruises there was no evidence the session even happened, the client enjoyed controlling me through WI-Fi, the site was truly genius and the suit linked with the site perfectly there hadn't been any problems so far, the client got what he paid for, the time and price was just right at both ends of the web cam, the limited time made sure the client had enough of it, and I had that hour limitation for rest and recovery. Not much recovery was needed, the electrodes that zapped my genitals and simulated whipping across my back and ass subsided the moment the suit deactivated, there was longer recovery need for my balls they felt like they had been kicked and although that was horny as fuck and always wanted more as soon as it stopped there was that nagging stomach ache that followed a kick in the nuts, and this was a simulation after all.
It was seven days later when I received a phone call from the mould master, I always called him master, calling him Lance made me laugh, I often thought was it a nick name as his cock was so long and thick Lance was the perfect nick name even if it wasn't his real name, he called me around noon on a Friday he had just finished arranging meetings with the exhibition, he took with him plans of his designs and they agreed to accommodate his requirements for the amount of space for his technology, they were impressed with the designs and offered to help advertising the exhibition, flyer had been printed, the site they held to offer information for each company was being edited and it was happening and being organised well ahead of schedule, it was happening and I decided from the moment Lance offered the work to me that I would do it, it would be the perfect opportunity to excel my self and get my rocks off who knows where it would lead regular work for both me and Lance, it might just get a lot of orders, Lance offered me there and then on the phone that he would need assistance building the designs not just for the exhibitions but there after with the orders. He continued to tell me how his trip was going, the people he met and the possible orders for fetish clubs that may want to rent equipment from him for their monthly fetish nights, there where a few people from different clubs they ran, they sounded promising and it was all new and they thought it would be the perfect opportunity to pull in the crowds, it would be a trial for the first month to see how well it did and then it would continue monthly depending on that first month, Lance sounded excited and was eager to begin as soon as he returned in
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another few days, he still had a few more people to see to repeat his offer of his services and
being a genius, he was convinced he could get a few more fetish clubs under his belt and he
ended the phone call with laughter and excitement.
The rest of the evening clouded my mind with eager anticipation I could not wait to get started, helping Lance build his genius business, my mind was racing I liked this guy his designs were like my own only hotter and more well thought out I could not wait for him to return home so we could get cracking.
The days passed slowly and my mind raced even more each day, I masturbated regularly each night, I couldn't help myself I was horny as fuck and the blast that streamed out of my cock almost hit the ceiling the thoughts of the future with the business and testing each and every design was driving me wild, the anticipation to begin was killing me, and my balls were swelling, it didn't matter how many times I masturbated and came my sexual appetite was on overdrive I need a fix.
I messaged to this guy on-line Steve, he had a dragon bench not sure if you know what I mean, it was like a sawhorse as we called it in the olden days, the ankles were secured to the rear legs of the bench, then the knees too were strapped far apart, over the padded center the belly would rest, a large strap buckled over my back securing me in place, my arms dangled down over the other side and secured to the legs on that front side of the bench, the thighs restrained apart kept the genitals and ass open for invasion and abuse. Steve walked around me seeing how my body curved in all the right places my cyclist ass, muscular bubble butt was begging for a strap of a belt, my dangling cock and balls vulnerable, I couldn't help but to fantasize about the gear Lance had designed half if not more I had never seen I was crazy about bondage and this new angle, this new format of bondage fascinated me, I started thinking how the bench strapped to could have been so different if Lance built it.
The guy I was with, his bench held me down securely whilst he took from his sports bag a plastic vacuum pump cylinder and swiftly surrounded my cock within it, using the gun at the end of the air tube, he pumps away and slowly the air exited the cylinder, the tightness the vacuum had on my cock increased until it felt like it was going to explode, he really applied the pressure and sucked hard on my cock with that thing, he unclipped the tubing with the gun at the end of it and placed it on the floor, the cylinder remained attached to my swollen cock by the vacuum pressure, its weight pulled down on my cock reaching towards the floor.
Walking around my body strapped to the bench he squeezed his throbbing hard on in his trousers, not once did he get he meat out, he just manipulated it and massaged it through the fabric, when he started to unbuckle his belt I thought he was going to strip off only he didn't. He pulled the belt from the loops in his trousers then whipped the air, the sound of whip happened at that moment as the tip struck the floor, the sound was horny yet a surprise, then the swooshing sound repeated only it didn't strike the floor this time, it struck me right across my buttocks the sound of the belt striking my ass was louder and the sting stretched across my cheeks reddening them instantly, the belt swished through the air again and again hitting home my ass received the strikes over and over again, this wasn't a simulation from the suit this was for real, the stinging sunk in more with each strike and he would pause for a moment every now and again using his hand on my ass feeling the raised marks and bruises he was creating before continuing to belt my ass. Unable to escape my punishment due to the dragon bench holding me in place, I could only sob as he progressed with his sadistic punishments, he seemed to have little care with his actions.
He threw the belt to the side of the bench and from his bag he took out a paddle, it seemed to have the tread of a boot glued in place, and with a meaty crack he slapped my ass cheeks with this butt breaker. The first strike seemed manageable, the second strike was harder it
The rest of the evening clouded my mind with eager anticipation I could not wait to get started, helping Lance build his genius business, my mind was racing I liked this guy his designs were like my own only hotter and more well thought out I could not wait for him to return home so we could get cracking.
The days passed slowly and my mind raced even more each day, I masturbated regularly each night, I couldn't help myself I was horny as fuck and the blast that streamed out of my cock almost hit the ceiling the thoughts of the future with the business and testing each and every design was driving me wild, the anticipation to begin was killing me, and my balls were swelling, it didn't matter how many times I masturbated and came my sexual appetite was on overdrive I need a fix.
I messaged to this guy on-line Steve, he had a dragon bench not sure if you know what I mean, it was like a sawhorse as we called it in the olden days, the ankles were secured to the rear legs of the bench, then the knees too were strapped far apart, over the padded center the belly would rest, a large strap buckled over my back securing me in place, my arms dangled down over the other side and secured to the legs on that front side of the bench, the thighs restrained apart kept the genitals and ass open for invasion and abuse. Steve walked around me seeing how my body curved in all the right places my cyclist ass, muscular bubble butt was begging for a strap of a belt, my dangling cock and balls vulnerable, I couldn't help but to fantasize about the gear Lance had designed half if not more I had never seen I was crazy about bondage and this new angle, this new format of bondage fascinated me, I started thinking how the bench strapped to could have been so different if Lance built it.
The guy I was with, his bench held me down securely whilst he took from his sports bag a plastic vacuum pump cylinder and swiftly surrounded my cock within it, using the gun at the end of the air tube, he pumps away and slowly the air exited the cylinder, the tightness the vacuum had on my cock increased until it felt like it was going to explode, he really applied the pressure and sucked hard on my cock with that thing, he unclipped the tubing with the gun at the end of it and placed it on the floor, the cylinder remained attached to my swollen cock by the vacuum pressure, its weight pulled down on my cock reaching towards the floor.
Walking around my body strapped to the bench he squeezed his throbbing hard on in his trousers, not once did he get he meat out, he just manipulated it and massaged it through the fabric, when he started to unbuckle his belt I thought he was going to strip off only he didn't. He pulled the belt from the loops in his trousers then whipped the air, the sound of whip happened at that moment as the tip struck the floor, the sound was horny yet a surprise, then the swooshing sound repeated only it didn't strike the floor this time, it struck me right across my buttocks the sound of the belt striking my ass was louder and the sting stretched across my cheeks reddening them instantly, the belt swished through the air again and again hitting home my ass received the strikes over and over again, this wasn't a simulation from the suit this was for real, the stinging sunk in more with each strike and he would pause for a moment every now and again using his hand on my ass feeling the raised marks and bruises he was creating before continuing to belt my ass. Unable to escape my punishment due to the dragon bench holding me in place, I could only sob as he progressed with his sadistic punishments, he seemed to have little care with his actions.
He threw the belt to the side of the bench and from his bag he took out a paddle, it seemed to have the tread of a boot glued in place, and with a meaty crack he slapped my ass cheeks with this butt breaker. The first strike seemed manageable, the second strike was harder it
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stung differently than that of the belt, I could feel the tread of the paddle this time, it almost
gave me the feeling I was bleeding, the tingling sensations growing, it was not growing numb
it was becoming more sensitive to the strikes that followed. I could only cry out in pain as
this sadistic guy was punishing my ass, and he just laughed.
He pushed the tiny button of the valve that allowed the air in and out of the cylinder my stretched cock was trapped in, the air entered the tube and then fell to the ground, my red swollen cock dangled down as the sensations slowly returned to normal. Using his rough hands he gripped my cock and slowly masturbated me, throwing the paddle onto the floor he used his free hand to squeeze my balls hard, his movements on my cock became faster, the tightening grip on my nuts crushing hard pulling down on them hard and I shot my load over the floor, he stopped the final movements of his hands and moved away, then helped me out of my bondage. We didn't speak that much before he left, and I never heard from him again it was just a one night stand so to speak, looking in the mirror I could see my ass was red, and there were tread marks on my ass, tiny raised bumps in my skin in the shape boot tread would make if someone stood and trampled my ass, it looked horny and the tingling sensations subsided after a few hours, I quickly showered then eat a light supper before heading off to bed for a long sleep.
The following morning the sun rose filling the cloudless sky with warmth, by noon it was one of the hottest days of that year so far and being in england you take such days as they come as you don't know when the next one might come along. I was walking through saint James park, listening to music on my Iphone, there were horny lads in shorts they were topless the baking heat, testosterone making horny as they played foot ball, the shorts they wore showing impressive bulges as their cock and balls bounced up and down, they were straight no doubt, wearing bagging boxer shorts allowing their genitals freedom of movement, the outlines of bulges causing a bulge in my own crutch, the heat of the sun adding to the arousal I was drowning in. I continued to walk deeper into the park, more and more lads wearing shorts, some tight and revealing, and some almost baggy, the activities in the park were that of football, sunbathing, walking, running there were many things going on in the park, I was heading to the heart of the park, there was a small hill that over looked the vast lake there, I was going to sit there and watch the world go by just a day to relax.
I reached the area around 14:30pm and I sat in a certain spot I had only been there for twenty minutes when the music I was listening to was interrupted by a text message that bleeped in my ears, pulling the phone from pocket I opened the message, it was from Lance he sent me a web link for the exhibition, I only had limited access on my phone for the net, but using the link I was able to see the advertisement for lance's exhibit it looked really good for an image that could fit in my palm, it looked inviting and I could not wait to return home and view the rest of the site, I sent Lance a text I told him I was in the city and I would have a proper look when I got home, he reply swiftly then I started to head my way home in the baking heat. The walk home seemed to take longer than it did to walk to the park, the sun was high in the sky and with not a cloud in sight I started to feel dehydrated, so headed into the local Starbucks and bought my self a refreshing caramel Frappuchino, heading out of the café and down the road I continued to walk home now refreshed and slightly high on the blend of coffee, caramel and crushed ice. By the time I reach the street I lived on the drink had long gone, I entered my home locking the door behind me and opened up the laptop in my kitchen, I entered the website details for the exhibition and it was much better than what I saw in the park on my phone there where links embedded within the images, clicking on an image sent me to a new page, a page that animated specific areas of the exhibition, a collection of exhibits showing gear, furniture, anything and everything, it surely was going to be one hell
He pushed the tiny button of the valve that allowed the air in and out of the cylinder my stretched cock was trapped in, the air entered the tube and then fell to the ground, my red swollen cock dangled down as the sensations slowly returned to normal. Using his rough hands he gripped my cock and slowly masturbated me, throwing the paddle onto the floor he used his free hand to squeeze my balls hard, his movements on my cock became faster, the tightening grip on my nuts crushing hard pulling down on them hard and I shot my load over the floor, he stopped the final movements of his hands and moved away, then helped me out of my bondage. We didn't speak that much before he left, and I never heard from him again it was just a one night stand so to speak, looking in the mirror I could see my ass was red, and there were tread marks on my ass, tiny raised bumps in my skin in the shape boot tread would make if someone stood and trampled my ass, it looked horny and the tingling sensations subsided after a few hours, I quickly showered then eat a light supper before heading off to bed for a long sleep.
The following morning the sun rose filling the cloudless sky with warmth, by noon it was one of the hottest days of that year so far and being in england you take such days as they come as you don't know when the next one might come along. I was walking through saint James park, listening to music on my Iphone, there were horny lads in shorts they were topless the baking heat, testosterone making horny as they played foot ball, the shorts they wore showing impressive bulges as their cock and balls bounced up and down, they were straight no doubt, wearing bagging boxer shorts allowing their genitals freedom of movement, the outlines of bulges causing a bulge in my own crutch, the heat of the sun adding to the arousal I was drowning in. I continued to walk deeper into the park, more and more lads wearing shorts, some tight and revealing, and some almost baggy, the activities in the park were that of football, sunbathing, walking, running there were many things going on in the park, I was heading to the heart of the park, there was a small hill that over looked the vast lake there, I was going to sit there and watch the world go by just a day to relax.
I reached the area around 14:30pm and I sat in a certain spot I had only been there for twenty minutes when the music I was listening to was interrupted by a text message that bleeped in my ears, pulling the phone from pocket I opened the message, it was from Lance he sent me a web link for the exhibition, I only had limited access on my phone for the net, but using the link I was able to see the advertisement for lance's exhibit it looked really good for an image that could fit in my palm, it looked inviting and I could not wait to return home and view the rest of the site, I sent Lance a text I told him I was in the city and I would have a proper look when I got home, he reply swiftly then I started to head my way home in the baking heat. The walk home seemed to take longer than it did to walk to the park, the sun was high in the sky and with not a cloud in sight I started to feel dehydrated, so headed into the local Starbucks and bought my self a refreshing caramel Frappuchino, heading out of the café and down the road I continued to walk home now refreshed and slightly high on the blend of coffee, caramel and crushed ice. By the time I reach the street I lived on the drink had long gone, I entered my home locking the door behind me and opened up the laptop in my kitchen, I entered the website details for the exhibition and it was much better than what I saw in the park on my phone there where links embedded within the images, clicking on an image sent me to a new page, a page that animated specific areas of the exhibition, a collection of exhibits showing gear, furniture, anything and everything, it surely was going to be one hell
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of an exhibition.
I spoke with Lance on-line after looking at the site, he said he was going to back at his
home in the next few days and we would begin building the exoskins for the internal lining of the suits, the newer designs for the chairs and stocks whipping benches etc all used a computer programmed chip to link the gear to the furniture, that measured skin temperature, blood pressure and heart rate ensuring safety within the gear, amongst other WI Fi technology Lance re-engineered.
Lance returned to his home that following Friday, he started working on the suits immediately with Steve and ex military guy in his 20's it was he and Lance that built my suit from the cast I gave them, from the head cast they had just built the shell which was the external part of the new extreme bondage made just for the head, they, Steve used a cast of my head to sculpt the shell with clay once that had dried in the kiln he smoothed it out with sandpaper, then made a new negative mold, once the mold was ready he put the piece together taping the two halves, then inverted it putting it in a bucket, the hole for the neck was used to brush in the resin layers then the fiber glass material was resin brushed into the insides of the mold until the insides of the shell had a solid rigid plastic like shell, there was a type of tape used to keep a separation line within the shell, keeping the design to be able to come apart in two halves. After the resin dried Steve removed the mold from the bucket and inverted it the right way up, he opened the the two halves and started breaking the mold, releasing the copy of his sculpture, it was shiny in parts and other part looked a bit rough, he then used tools to polish of the the two shell pieces and put the two the side whilst he placed my head cast of the worktop, using a type of tape he used this from the neck upwards passing behind the ears, over the top of the head behind the opposite ear, and down the the opposite side of the neck, once he had the separation tape in place he began to spray the silicone on to the cast of my head creating a second skin, he used a tool to shape the silicone as it was drying, shaping features around the eyes and removing the covering, giving the second skin eye holes, he also sculpted holes from the nostrils, and for the mouth he added further silicone over the mouth, and under the chin, which would act like a muzzle keeping the jaw from opening too far, that and the external shell it would be doubt fall the mouth would be able to open.
My mobile phone bleeped repetitively it was a text message from Lance he said I should go over later that evening spend the weekend there in his workshop, he sent another message telling me what he had done that morning, and now being noon he had to crack on with his work, he said Steve would be joining us with the work since I would no doubt be trapped in some device testing the designs he was building, before I met Lance he was already working on multiple designs and was finishing lots of them off, I did see many of the things that hung from thick hangers that jutted out from the walls of his work shop, and back then I wanted to test everything out, being someones lab rat testing new gadgets and bondage equipment would be a dream come true. I proceeded to get on with my afternoon I did some shopping fed my self then headed in the bathroom, I cropped my hair shaved my balls and ass, making them smooth, standing naked in the bathroom the door bell rang, and I quickly wrapped a towel around my waist and ran to the door, opening it I could a delivery guy he had a package for me, I signed for the package and he left, closing the door I walked to the kitchen placing the package on the work top, I used a knife to cut open the tape and opened the box, inside was a device it had the appearance of a cock ring only it was thicker, it was molded in the same way my suit was so it was obviously from Lance, and the ring seemed to do something it looked like it could expand or shrink I couldn't tell at that moment, running my fingers through the filling that was in the box I came across a note and it was from Lance, opening
I spoke with Lance on-line after looking at the site, he said he was going to back at his
home in the next few days and we would begin building the exoskins for the internal lining of the suits, the newer designs for the chairs and stocks whipping benches etc all used a computer programmed chip to link the gear to the furniture, that measured skin temperature, blood pressure and heart rate ensuring safety within the gear, amongst other WI Fi technology Lance re-engineered.
Lance returned to his home that following Friday, he started working on the suits immediately with Steve and ex military guy in his 20's it was he and Lance that built my suit from the cast I gave them, from the head cast they had just built the shell which was the external part of the new extreme bondage made just for the head, they, Steve used a cast of my head to sculpt the shell with clay once that had dried in the kiln he smoothed it out with sandpaper, then made a new negative mold, once the mold was ready he put the piece together taping the two halves, then inverted it putting it in a bucket, the hole for the neck was used to brush in the resin layers then the fiber glass material was resin brushed into the insides of the mold until the insides of the shell had a solid rigid plastic like shell, there was a type of tape used to keep a separation line within the shell, keeping the design to be able to come apart in two halves. After the resin dried Steve removed the mold from the bucket and inverted it the right way up, he opened the the two halves and started breaking the mold, releasing the copy of his sculpture, it was shiny in parts and other part looked a bit rough, he then used tools to polish of the the two shell pieces and put the two the side whilst he placed my head cast of the worktop, using a type of tape he used this from the neck upwards passing behind the ears, over the top of the head behind the opposite ear, and down the the opposite side of the neck, once he had the separation tape in place he began to spray the silicone on to the cast of my head creating a second skin, he used a tool to shape the silicone as it was drying, shaping features around the eyes and removing the covering, giving the second skin eye holes, he also sculpted holes from the nostrils, and for the mouth he added further silicone over the mouth, and under the chin, which would act like a muzzle keeping the jaw from opening too far, that and the external shell it would be doubt fall the mouth would be able to open.
My mobile phone bleeped repetitively it was a text message from Lance he said I should go over later that evening spend the weekend there in his workshop, he sent another message telling me what he had done that morning, and now being noon he had to crack on with his work, he said Steve would be joining us with the work since I would no doubt be trapped in some device testing the designs he was building, before I met Lance he was already working on multiple designs and was finishing lots of them off, I did see many of the things that hung from thick hangers that jutted out from the walls of his work shop, and back then I wanted to test everything out, being someones lab rat testing new gadgets and bondage equipment would be a dream come true. I proceeded to get on with my afternoon I did some shopping fed my self then headed in the bathroom, I cropped my hair shaved my balls and ass, making them smooth, standing naked in the bathroom the door bell rang, and I quickly wrapped a towel around my waist and ran to the door, opening it I could a delivery guy he had a package for me, I signed for the package and he left, closing the door I walked to the kitchen placing the package on the work top, I used a knife to cut open the tape and opened the box, inside was a device it had the appearance of a cock ring only it was thicker, it was molded in the same way my suit was so it was obviously from Lance, and the ring seemed to do something it looked like it could expand or shrink I couldn't tell at that moment, running my fingers through the filling that was in the box I came across a note and it was from Lance, opening
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the note that was folded I read what he had written.
“If you come over on Friday, which hopefully is today being next day delivery, then please
put on this cock ring before you leave the house, embedded within the cock ring is a GPS and a timer, the cock ring will warm up from your body heat once it reaches the right temperature, the timer built in will count down, you have until this reaches zero to get here, the GPS signal will show me your location on my laptop, as you get closer to this house the cock ring will surprise you, enough said see you at 7pm” the note read.
After my shower I proceeded to get dressed, I wore my dark blue jeans with T-shirt and my boots, I picked up the ring Lance had sent me and unbutton my jeans and pulling them passed my cock and balls, without even thinking I was in the kitchen and possibly people could see through my windows with the kitchen light on, I thread each testicle through the center of the ring, and then bent my cock and pushed it through the remaining space my scrotum allowed, within seconds it was on, it was pretty comfortable and aroused me instantly, the molded inner ring was ribbed with a sort of bellow structure, the larger part of the outer ring seemed to be molded but it was rigid like a form of plastic, it had four molded points each point had two tiny wheels embedded with just the out edges sticking out, with the tiny teeth along the edges of them, they seemed to look like dials, but I didn't touch them they where located in what I could describe the positions of a clock, two at 2 o'clock, two at 5 o'clock, two at 7 o'clock, and finally two at 11 o'clock. After putting my cock-ringed cock and balls back in my jeans I buttoned up my fly and buckled my belt, I pulled on my jacket and walked out of the door, locking it up for the weekend, I walked down the street and within a few minutes there was this one bleep that seemed to be coming from my bulge, my body heat had warmed up the cock-ring and the countdown began, I had no idea how long the the count down was for and what would happen if it reached zero and I was not at Lance's house for him to deactivate the ring, I started to walk faster making my way to the tube station, there was a a tube just about pulling in to the station and after swiping my Oyster card I ran onto the train just as the doors opened, I sat in the seat next to the window, with no choice but to keep my thighs apart due to the ring I sat and waited for the train to set off, after three minutes the train doors bleeped then closed and we started to move.
With the cock ring forcing my genitals to bunch forward into the fly of my jeans, it caused a mouth watering bulge, each bump in the track the train was traveling along had the carriages bouncing up and down, and my bulge responded to the movement, ever since the timer started every minute had the tiny cogs built within the cock ring rotating and driving the inner ring to expand from the outside inwards forcing the cock ring to slowly tighten the hole my cock and balls where trapped in was getting smaller and constricting more blood flow to my genitals, that my cock began to harden, once it was erect I could not seem to make it flaccid again. The awkward situation became ever more awkward when the train stopped at the next station, the doors bleeped and some people got off and this lad got on, he walked into my direction and then sat next to the window sitting in the seating directly in front of me, he must have been over twenty but not much, he wore sports wear, and a hooded top, he sat with his thighs spread apart too, the sight my arousing me more and the ache in my balls was getting worse every minute that passed my bulge ached more because of the ring. The guy opposite me sat his hands now covering his crutch, his eyes look through the window and occasionally looking down at my bulge, each time he looked it took him longer to look away, the return looks had my cock throbbing harder against the ever tightening cock ring.
We stopped at another station and thats when the guy stood up to leave the train, as he stood I could see his semi the fabric of his sports wear revealing the outline of his cock and his balls, then he got off the train, he looked back at me through the window as he walked
“If you come over on Friday, which hopefully is today being next day delivery, then please
put on this cock ring before you leave the house, embedded within the cock ring is a GPS and a timer, the cock ring will warm up from your body heat once it reaches the right temperature, the timer built in will count down, you have until this reaches zero to get here, the GPS signal will show me your location on my laptop, as you get closer to this house the cock ring will surprise you, enough said see you at 7pm” the note read.
After my shower I proceeded to get dressed, I wore my dark blue jeans with T-shirt and my boots, I picked up the ring Lance had sent me and unbutton my jeans and pulling them passed my cock and balls, without even thinking I was in the kitchen and possibly people could see through my windows with the kitchen light on, I thread each testicle through the center of the ring, and then bent my cock and pushed it through the remaining space my scrotum allowed, within seconds it was on, it was pretty comfortable and aroused me instantly, the molded inner ring was ribbed with a sort of bellow structure, the larger part of the outer ring seemed to be molded but it was rigid like a form of plastic, it had four molded points each point had two tiny wheels embedded with just the out edges sticking out, with the tiny teeth along the edges of them, they seemed to look like dials, but I didn't touch them they where located in what I could describe the positions of a clock, two at 2 o'clock, two at 5 o'clock, two at 7 o'clock, and finally two at 11 o'clock. After putting my cock-ringed cock and balls back in my jeans I buttoned up my fly and buckled my belt, I pulled on my jacket and walked out of the door, locking it up for the weekend, I walked down the street and within a few minutes there was this one bleep that seemed to be coming from my bulge, my body heat had warmed up the cock-ring and the countdown began, I had no idea how long the the count down was for and what would happen if it reached zero and I was not at Lance's house for him to deactivate the ring, I started to walk faster making my way to the tube station, there was a a tube just about pulling in to the station and after swiping my Oyster card I ran onto the train just as the doors opened, I sat in the seat next to the window, with no choice but to keep my thighs apart due to the ring I sat and waited for the train to set off, after three minutes the train doors bleeped then closed and we started to move.
With the cock ring forcing my genitals to bunch forward into the fly of my jeans, it caused a mouth watering bulge, each bump in the track the train was traveling along had the carriages bouncing up and down, and my bulge responded to the movement, ever since the timer started every minute had the tiny cogs built within the cock ring rotating and driving the inner ring to expand from the outside inwards forcing the cock ring to slowly tighten the hole my cock and balls where trapped in was getting smaller and constricting more blood flow to my genitals, that my cock began to harden, once it was erect I could not seem to make it flaccid again. The awkward situation became ever more awkward when the train stopped at the next station, the doors bleeped and some people got off and this lad got on, he walked into my direction and then sat next to the window sitting in the seating directly in front of me, he must have been over twenty but not much, he wore sports wear, and a hooded top, he sat with his thighs spread apart too, the sight my arousing me more and the ache in my balls was getting worse every minute that passed my bulge ached more because of the ring. The guy opposite me sat his hands now covering his crutch, his eyes look through the window and occasionally looking down at my bulge, each time he looked it took him longer to look away, the return looks had my cock throbbing harder against the ever tightening cock ring.
We stopped at another station and thats when the guy stood up to leave the train, as he stood I could see his semi the fabric of his sports wear revealing the outline of his cock and his balls, then he got off the train, he looked back at me through the window as he walked
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away raising one eyebrow and a little smile, I smiled back then we never saw each other
again. The doors bleeped as they started closing, people jumps off and on in the stations that
followed, and the next stop was my stop. The train journeyed further down the track until we
came to my station, the train came to a stop and the doors bleeped and opened, stepping off
the train my throbbing cock bulge more in my jeans, the ache was starting bite, the ring was
strangling my cock and balls, the flow of blood in my scrotum was squeezing my balls, the
dull ache sunk deep in my gut, walking was slowly becoming difficult each moment was like
being kicked in the nuts, the feeling never subsided. The short walk to Lances house was only
another five minutes, I hurried along and reached the street he was at, walking up his street
was difficult the closer I got to his house the more my balls felt heavily crushed the stones
crunched beneath my foot steps in his yard and I stepped up to ring the door bell.
Answering the door was Steve, he was wearing a rubber tank top, rubber bottoms that looked molded onto him, his hair was cropped on top and very short on the back and sides, on his right wrist he wore a leather strap, and his boots of leather twenty-hole creaked as walked down the hall way, I followed him to the kitchen and he switch the kettle on to make me a coffee, sitting on the stool by the breakfast table the kettle boiled the water and the steam rose from the spout, Steve was talking to me about the upcoming exhibition in the next couple of weeks, how time flies by, even the past week seemed to pass so quickly. We chatted about the suit and how trapped it made me feel, it was damn horny, he told me Lance was just working on the head encasement prison, he hadn't thought of a name for it yet, the inner structures were drying from being cemented to the outer shell halves, Lance would be coming in for a drink in a few minutes, he didn't want to leave it alone drying it set within minutes. Handing me the cup of coffee Steve smiled as his own thoughts were wandering, and accompanied by the semi in his revealing rubber crutch that bulged. Sipping the coffee the warmth filled my throat spreading around my body, the chill in my hands warmed from the hot cup, which I held in both hands, the base of the cup resting on my bulge, the pain in my balls had subsided, but the heat from the cup warmed my cock just below the denim, and the throbbing ache started all over again.
“Still hurting?” Steve asked smiling showing his teeth.
“Yes, it was aching on the way here but seemed to lessen the closer I got to here” I replied. He asked me to stand up and as I did as he asked my bulge was sticking out my trapped
genitals bunched by the cock ring it was literally like wearing a dough-nut, not that I had ever worn a dough-nut, I unbuttoned my fly and pulled out my genitals and exposing the cock ring, Steve turned the eight dials that stick out slightly around the edges and the inner ring retracted back into the outer ring, it was now comfortable to take off only my throbbing hard on made that process difficult.
“Leave it on for now, button your fly up you can take it off in a bit” Steve said, then I button up my fly and let my aching sore nuts relax and return to normal, they were still heavy and swollen. I sat back down to finish off my coffee and that was when Lance opened the door that linked the kitchen to the work shop.
“Hey how was the journey here? I hope the cock ring wasn't too much to handle, your lucky to get here before the timer ran out I'm impressed, being in public when the electrodes come on line may have been embarrassing for you.” lance said.
“No it was okay, my balls felt really heavy and the ache the ring gave, my god, and my throbbing cock wouldn't stop all the way here” I replied laughing and pulling my face.
The three of us laughed and we sat around the dinner table, Steve placed the plates on the table, in front of us between the knives and forks and then picked up the hot pot on the heat stand in the center, taking off the lid the steam rose reaching for the ceiling, ans the aroma of
Answering the door was Steve, he was wearing a rubber tank top, rubber bottoms that looked molded onto him, his hair was cropped on top and very short on the back and sides, on his right wrist he wore a leather strap, and his boots of leather twenty-hole creaked as walked down the hall way, I followed him to the kitchen and he switch the kettle on to make me a coffee, sitting on the stool by the breakfast table the kettle boiled the water and the steam rose from the spout, Steve was talking to me about the upcoming exhibition in the next couple of weeks, how time flies by, even the past week seemed to pass so quickly. We chatted about the suit and how trapped it made me feel, it was damn horny, he told me Lance was just working on the head encasement prison, he hadn't thought of a name for it yet, the inner structures were drying from being cemented to the outer shell halves, Lance would be coming in for a drink in a few minutes, he didn't want to leave it alone drying it set within minutes. Handing me the cup of coffee Steve smiled as his own thoughts were wandering, and accompanied by the semi in his revealing rubber crutch that bulged. Sipping the coffee the warmth filled my throat spreading around my body, the chill in my hands warmed from the hot cup, which I held in both hands, the base of the cup resting on my bulge, the pain in my balls had subsided, but the heat from the cup warmed my cock just below the denim, and the throbbing ache started all over again.
“Still hurting?” Steve asked smiling showing his teeth.
“Yes, it was aching on the way here but seemed to lessen the closer I got to here” I replied. He asked me to stand up and as I did as he asked my bulge was sticking out my trapped
genitals bunched by the cock ring it was literally like wearing a dough-nut, not that I had ever worn a dough-nut, I unbuttoned my fly and pulled out my genitals and exposing the cock ring, Steve turned the eight dials that stick out slightly around the edges and the inner ring retracted back into the outer ring, it was now comfortable to take off only my throbbing hard on made that process difficult.
“Leave it on for now, button your fly up you can take it off in a bit” Steve said, then I button up my fly and let my aching sore nuts relax and return to normal, they were still heavy and swollen. I sat back down to finish off my coffee and that was when Lance opened the door that linked the kitchen to the work shop.
“Hey how was the journey here? I hope the cock ring wasn't too much to handle, your lucky to get here before the timer ran out I'm impressed, being in public when the electrodes come on line may have been embarrassing for you.” lance said.
“No it was okay, my balls felt really heavy and the ache the ring gave, my god, and my throbbing cock wouldn't stop all the way here” I replied laughing and pulling my face.
The three of us laughed and we sat around the dinner table, Steve placed the plates on the table, in front of us between the knives and forks and then picked up the hot pot on the heat stand in the center, taking off the lid the steam rose reaching for the ceiling, ans the aroma of
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Thai green curry surrounded us, he stepped away for a moment to pick up the pot with the
rice in and place that on the table next to the curry and took the lid off that also, the rice too
was steaming hot and we helped our selves to the meal that Steve had prepared. Eating our
meals and laughing around the table we discussed the future of this exhibition and the work
there after it would hopefully generate, the site was already delivering Lance with daily
emails, some time wasters but quite a lot of others that held regular monthly fetish nights,
these nights would rent the gear that Lance was developing, some may buy his gear either
way there was future work for the three of us. After our dinner we washed up, and put the
dishes away, Lance was wearing a one piece rubber cat suit, certain areas were molded giving
him extra features, and his basket bulged, curved over the bulge were the raised bumps
molded into the skin of his codpiece giving the structure an interesting appearance, his boots
were his design too they sort of looked like motor cross boots cross with ski boots there were
no laces just the luggage style buckles, his top was a regular black vest with the logo of a web
and the letter WIFI in the center of the web his boot creaked slightly as he walked to the
kitchen sink, to the side next to the rack of spices he picked up the molded wrist band, he
fashioned the arm band with tiny button that seemed to flicker until he snapped it in place
around his left wrist, he creaked with his steps as he approached me and he raised his right
hand sticking to finger up and waving then to signal me to follow him.
Leaving the kitchen through the door to the work shop I could see immediately they had been busy with moving things around, in the center of the room there was a table, it was seven foot in length and five foot in width, it was padded out with silicone like material, I was drawn closer and my hand involuntarily touched the surface, it was like rubber only many times more softer. To the right of the table was the chair, it was like a hybrid chair bed, almost like a dentist chair but far more sexier it had a similar padded skin like that of the table, it too soft to touch, its legs were far apart and looked like it was motorized. Against the wall a type of cross it was in the shape of an X and there were multiple rigid straps like the clips of a ski boot, it too was padded out with this super soft silicone with a latex surface, a bar connect the legs of the X frame to the large oval shaped cylinder that sat between the legs, two more tiny bars connected the pod to the inner legs of the cross, the cylinder was chrome finished and had air vents in it half way down the structure, near the top facing outwards from the cross the tiny panel with holes like head phone sockets, and dials built in to it, near the bottom of the pod a large button and motion detector lay within the structure.
Moving around the room I saw the inner working parts of the devices, like clock work and animatronics the hidden moving parts that of the suit and the automatic bondage technology hung ready to be fitted into the devices, tiny web cams lay in specific drawers, wiring hung near the workshop table soldering irons hung near there also. I was taken to the corner of the large work shop and brought to a large perspex cylinder, the base had a raised structure with bottom and lights on the outside, like the pod of the cross had, the inside of the cylinder at the bottom part of the base there was a surface that was filled with light, it slowly changed color fading from one color to the next, at the top of the cylinder was a similar structure that the base had, and in their a light pulsated slowly through many colors, at the sides of the cylinder a frame on each side connects the Cylinder halves together, Steve pressed a large foot button at the base and the front half acting like a door opened up, and it slid around the back.
“Strip of all of your clothes, step into the chamber facing out.” Steve said.
I slowly removed my boots and pulling of my T-shirts and pulled down my jeans, still wearing the cock ring I stepped into the narrow chamber, I turned around and waited.
Steve held four chunky restraints in his hands and began circling the bands around my wrists then kneeling down to lock them in place around my ankles, he stepped away
Leaving the kitchen through the door to the work shop I could see immediately they had been busy with moving things around, in the center of the room there was a table, it was seven foot in length and five foot in width, it was padded out with silicone like material, I was drawn closer and my hand involuntarily touched the surface, it was like rubber only many times more softer. To the right of the table was the chair, it was like a hybrid chair bed, almost like a dentist chair but far more sexier it had a similar padded skin like that of the table, it too soft to touch, its legs were far apart and looked like it was motorized. Against the wall a type of cross it was in the shape of an X and there were multiple rigid straps like the clips of a ski boot, it too was padded out with this super soft silicone with a latex surface, a bar connect the legs of the X frame to the large oval shaped cylinder that sat between the legs, two more tiny bars connected the pod to the inner legs of the cross, the cylinder was chrome finished and had air vents in it half way down the structure, near the top facing outwards from the cross the tiny panel with holes like head phone sockets, and dials built in to it, near the bottom of the pod a large button and motion detector lay within the structure.
Moving around the room I saw the inner working parts of the devices, like clock work and animatronics the hidden moving parts that of the suit and the automatic bondage technology hung ready to be fitted into the devices, tiny web cams lay in specific drawers, wiring hung near the workshop table soldering irons hung near there also. I was taken to the corner of the large work shop and brought to a large perspex cylinder, the base had a raised structure with bottom and lights on the outside, like the pod of the cross had, the inside of the cylinder at the bottom part of the base there was a surface that was filled with light, it slowly changed color fading from one color to the next, at the top of the cylinder was a similar structure that the base had, and in their a light pulsated slowly through many colors, at the sides of the cylinder a frame on each side connects the Cylinder halves together, Steve pressed a large foot button at the base and the front half acting like a door opened up, and it slid around the back.
“Strip of all of your clothes, step into the chamber facing out.” Steve said.
I slowly removed my boots and pulling of my T-shirts and pulled down my jeans, still wearing the cock ring I stepped into the narrow chamber, I turned around and waited.
Steve held four chunky restraints in his hands and began circling the bands around my wrists then kneeling down to lock them in place around my ankles, he stepped away
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momentarily to pick up the chunky posture collar that seemed to look a lot like the wrist and
ankle restraints, these were thick structures that no doubt hid the inner parts, he also picked
up small circles of metal and stuck them to my chest above my nipples, these seemed to be
tiny wireless sensors. Steve stepped back and then pushed his boot against the large button at
the base and the chamber slid back around and locked, tiny air compressors sucked against
the door frame locking and sealing it.
“This chamber is air tight, water tight but there is a air supply, and air conditioning, the chamber can remove all the oxygen from within when commanded, there are also heat lamps built in the top and the base, and can heat the chamber to 36 degrees, there is a water supply linked to the chamber and is heated in the same way as a power shower, the chamber can be filled with water from below without leaking, and drained quickly with the built in pumps. sensors in the top and base detect the slave bands around your wrists and ankles, if you are commanded to keep your feet apart and you hands above your head the chamber will detect where the bands are, if you leave the chamber whilst the door is open the sensors will trigger your cock ring and squeeze your genitals, and send electrical impulses through your cock and balls, there is just enough space within the chamber to stand up, and may just be small enough to trigger claustrophobia.” Steve said.
Using the remote in his hand, Steve pressed a few buttons and the lights on the control panel on the base of the chamber lit up like a touch screen, split up into three parts the first image that was shown were the chamber's oxygen levels, humidity, and temperature, to the right of that was another mini screen showing the heart rate, respiration, and pulse that was relayed from the collar, wrist bands and ankle band sensors, just below the two screens was the third, it showed the cock ring and it multiple capabilities whilst in the chamber, it was at level zero at the moment and could be controlled by remote of the touch screen panel.
“The wireless WIFI torment chamber” Lance said jokingly. He smiled then moved back to his laptop to reprogram the controls, whilst Steve began testing the design of the remote control, he immediately pressed a light blue button and whilst I stood with my hands dangling to my sides, when I suddenly felt a involuntary pulling sensation at my wrists, I was compelled to show resistance only Steve pressed the blue button again and my wrists were drawn closer together behind my back, I tried to resist further only the magnetic field doubled and once the restraints touch I could not separate them again they locked themselves together behind my back.
Tiny red lights in my ankle restraints lit up when I involuntarily by accident brought my feet closer together, the panel at the base of the chamber lit up, alerting the program that I had moved, and a circle of lights in the form of bands and like a clock slowly counted down each band dimmed to nothing then the next and the next in an anti clockwise direction when only one band was left it flashed repetitively then it buzzed and my cock ring Zapped my genitals, part of the cock ring closest to my balls delivered the largest jolt to my nuts and the sensation of a kick in the nuts sunk in, at the same time a similar sensation was coming from the top inside of the cock ring zapping my semi hard cock, and the sensation made my cock bounce, each second the electricity tormented my genitals this way until I spread my ankle further apart, I found I was on my tiptoes to try and stop the torment, and my ankle pushed up against the inside of the chamber walls, then the electricity stopped and the lights on my ankle restraints dimmed to nothing.
“You're learning” Lance said as both he and Steve laughed.
I laughed too with them as I remained on tiptoes and my ankles spread apart, avoiding a further punishment. The tension in my leg muscles started to shake I wasn't sure if it was adrenalin or just the after shock of my genital torment, it was horny, only it did feel like
“This chamber is air tight, water tight but there is a air supply, and air conditioning, the chamber can remove all the oxygen from within when commanded, there are also heat lamps built in the top and the base, and can heat the chamber to 36 degrees, there is a water supply linked to the chamber and is heated in the same way as a power shower, the chamber can be filled with water from below without leaking, and drained quickly with the built in pumps. sensors in the top and base detect the slave bands around your wrists and ankles, if you are commanded to keep your feet apart and you hands above your head the chamber will detect where the bands are, if you leave the chamber whilst the door is open the sensors will trigger your cock ring and squeeze your genitals, and send electrical impulses through your cock and balls, there is just enough space within the chamber to stand up, and may just be small enough to trigger claustrophobia.” Steve said.
Using the remote in his hand, Steve pressed a few buttons and the lights on the control panel on the base of the chamber lit up like a touch screen, split up into three parts the first image that was shown were the chamber's oxygen levels, humidity, and temperature, to the right of that was another mini screen showing the heart rate, respiration, and pulse that was relayed from the collar, wrist bands and ankle band sensors, just below the two screens was the third, it showed the cock ring and it multiple capabilities whilst in the chamber, it was at level zero at the moment and could be controlled by remote of the touch screen panel.
“The wireless WIFI torment chamber” Lance said jokingly. He smiled then moved back to his laptop to reprogram the controls, whilst Steve began testing the design of the remote control, he immediately pressed a light blue button and whilst I stood with my hands dangling to my sides, when I suddenly felt a involuntary pulling sensation at my wrists, I was compelled to show resistance only Steve pressed the blue button again and my wrists were drawn closer together behind my back, I tried to resist further only the magnetic field doubled and once the restraints touch I could not separate them again they locked themselves together behind my back.
Tiny red lights in my ankle restraints lit up when I involuntarily by accident brought my feet closer together, the panel at the base of the chamber lit up, alerting the program that I had moved, and a circle of lights in the form of bands and like a clock slowly counted down each band dimmed to nothing then the next and the next in an anti clockwise direction when only one band was left it flashed repetitively then it buzzed and my cock ring Zapped my genitals, part of the cock ring closest to my balls delivered the largest jolt to my nuts and the sensation of a kick in the nuts sunk in, at the same time a similar sensation was coming from the top inside of the cock ring zapping my semi hard cock, and the sensation made my cock bounce, each second the electricity tormented my genitals this way until I spread my ankle further apart, I found I was on my tiptoes to try and stop the torment, and my ankle pushed up against the inside of the chamber walls, then the electricity stopped and the lights on my ankle restraints dimmed to nothing.
“You're learning” Lance said as both he and Steve laughed.
I laughed too with them as I remained on tiptoes and my ankles spread apart, avoiding a further punishment. The tension in my leg muscles started to shake I wasn't sure if it was adrenalin or just the after shock of my genital torment, it was horny, only it did feel like
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someone stuck a series needles in my cock and another series in my balls, prickly white hot
stabbing sensation on the setting they where using for this test.
“Keep your feet apart at all times, the second failure to do as you are told will be more painful for you, the random settings of the chamber will be unpredictable, perfect for keeping you on your toes, so to speak.” Lance told me.
I placed my feet flat on the chamber flooring but kept my ankle close to the walls as possible, I could not contemplate what settings the program would dish out next if I failed to comply with my instructions and we moved on to the next test. Steve pressed the yellow button on his remote and suddenly the chamber released freezing cold water down over me, this forced my body to involuntarily change position, my legs came closer together and my arms covered my chest and genitals, the chamber responded immediately shocking my cock and balls, luckily the cock ring and tens built within was water proof otherwise that would have been a disaster at the exhibition in any one else was put in this chamber, the sudden shock to my cock and balls had me spreading my self out back into position to relieve the pain, the cold moisture still clinging to my skin rolled down to my feet and exited towards a hidden drain, that was sucking the pool of water out of the chamber, over head infrared lights heated the chamber momentarily and a blast of warm air circled my body accelerating the drying off time, and within a minute I was dry again.
“Just a little taster of the chamber for now, I was hoping to test it all on you tonight but maybe we save the surprise functions for another time maybe at the exhibition you can witness or be the victim of the chamber, we will see, now lets get you into something else to test my little lab-rat” Lance said.
Steve used the panel at the base of the chamber to release me from the chamber, air compression hissed and the door slid around the back as it had done so when I stepped into it, and the chamber shut down. Stepping out of the chamber I stood waiting for the next test, Steve took me over to the chair, the back as slightly angled back wards, and the seat was basically the shape of a V leaving a large opening for the genitals.
I sat in the chair and with legs bent at the knee, my thighs and lower legs rested against the widely spread structure that was the legs of the chair Steve proceeded to buckle my ankles to the chair then moving to my lower knee, and the upper knee, and finally the inner thigh straps that framed my crutch, my cock ringed genitals hung down through the open space that would have been a seat in there had been one, Steve next buckled my waist pinning it to the chairs back, and moved further up my body to strap my chest to the chair, he took my wrists still wearing the molded restraints and guided them to the fore arm restraints and told me to push my arms through, as I pushed them through there was a click from the molded restraints around my wrists, some sort of mechanism inside connected with a device within the forearm cylinders connected together and then they locked together holding my arms in place behind my back and the chair.
Lance approached me trapped in my new bondage position, my thighs spread wide and my cock was hard now from the bondage and the sounds, there was something horny about the restraints clicking as the final lock trapped me there before them. He was holding a rubber structure and pulled it down over my head, and past my face, it circled my neck and cover my close to my shoulders, it was almost like a posture collar only this wasn't what it was, it was horny though, he next picked up a sort of gas mask, only it was just the mouth and nose part, he placed it over my mouth and nose and locked the seals by strapping it firmly around the back of my head, two tube stuck out o the sides of were my mouth would be and connect the tubes to the rubber that circled my neck, when he finished I saw Steve bringing a perspex cylinder like dome, it had some sort of plastic valve structure on top though it was flat, he
“Keep your feet apart at all times, the second failure to do as you are told will be more painful for you, the random settings of the chamber will be unpredictable, perfect for keeping you on your toes, so to speak.” Lance told me.
I placed my feet flat on the chamber flooring but kept my ankle close to the walls as possible, I could not contemplate what settings the program would dish out next if I failed to comply with my instructions and we moved on to the next test. Steve pressed the yellow button on his remote and suddenly the chamber released freezing cold water down over me, this forced my body to involuntarily change position, my legs came closer together and my arms covered my chest and genitals, the chamber responded immediately shocking my cock and balls, luckily the cock ring and tens built within was water proof otherwise that would have been a disaster at the exhibition in any one else was put in this chamber, the sudden shock to my cock and balls had me spreading my self out back into position to relieve the pain, the cold moisture still clinging to my skin rolled down to my feet and exited towards a hidden drain, that was sucking the pool of water out of the chamber, over head infrared lights heated the chamber momentarily and a blast of warm air circled my body accelerating the drying off time, and within a minute I was dry again.
“Just a little taster of the chamber for now, I was hoping to test it all on you tonight but maybe we save the surprise functions for another time maybe at the exhibition you can witness or be the victim of the chamber, we will see, now lets get you into something else to test my little lab-rat” Lance said.
Steve used the panel at the base of the chamber to release me from the chamber, air compression hissed and the door slid around the back as it had done so when I stepped into it, and the chamber shut down. Stepping out of the chamber I stood waiting for the next test, Steve took me over to the chair, the back as slightly angled back wards, and the seat was basically the shape of a V leaving a large opening for the genitals.
I sat in the chair and with legs bent at the knee, my thighs and lower legs rested against the widely spread structure that was the legs of the chair Steve proceeded to buckle my ankles to the chair then moving to my lower knee, and the upper knee, and finally the inner thigh straps that framed my crutch, my cock ringed genitals hung down through the open space that would have been a seat in there had been one, Steve next buckled my waist pinning it to the chairs back, and moved further up my body to strap my chest to the chair, he took my wrists still wearing the molded restraints and guided them to the fore arm restraints and told me to push my arms through, as I pushed them through there was a click from the molded restraints around my wrists, some sort of mechanism inside connected with a device within the forearm cylinders connected together and then they locked together holding my arms in place behind my back and the chair.
Lance approached me trapped in my new bondage position, my thighs spread wide and my cock was hard now from the bondage and the sounds, there was something horny about the restraints clicking as the final lock trapped me there before them. He was holding a rubber structure and pulled it down over my head, and past my face, it circled my neck and cover my close to my shoulders, it was almost like a posture collar only this wasn't what it was, it was horny though, he next picked up a sort of gas mask, only it was just the mouth and nose part, he placed it over my mouth and nose and locked the seals by strapping it firmly around the back of my head, two tube stuck out o the sides of were my mouth would be and connect the tubes to the rubber that circled my neck, when he finished I saw Steve bringing a perspex cylinder like dome, it had some sort of plastic valve structure on top though it was flat, he
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walked behind me and gently placed the dome cylinder over my head and it reached the
shoulders, Lance connected the base of the dome to the seals located on the rubber that lay
next to my should locking the perspex in place and sealing out my air supply, he turned a
valve in the structure of the part were the tube connected and the air rushed in and I was able
to breath.
Looking through the thick perspex there were minor distortions, with no longer oxygen in the dome my only air came from the breathing tubes connected to the mask that was air tight sealed to my face, Lance plugged a metallic tube into the back of the dome near my neck, it looked just the same as a shower hose, it was however used in the same manner as Steve took the honor of turning the valve that brought the lukewarm water through the tube and into my air tight water proof head prison, it flowed rapidly, circled my neck and rising up wards covering the breathing mask over the nose, and when it reached my eyes there was a feeling I might drown there and then as the panic kicked in it rose further passing the eyes, that was when my vision went blurry, the water continued over my brow and then my hair was soaked and bathed in this water, then it stopped, there must have been some way of the air that was in there with the water to escape, where ever it was it was clearly hidden.
Unable to see properly but just a blur and bound to the chair, there was nothing I could do, I could not be heard through the mask, water and the dome cylinder, it was terrifying to be trapped in this situation even though these two were friends there was an element of fear going through my mind.
The Mattress was the next test, it looked innocent but it was far from it, the padded outer layer was soft and literally felt like skin or silicone Lance grabbed my wrists and placed them in a raised circular shape the restraints already around my wrist responded to the mattress circles and seemed to stay in place laying in these hardened areas with some sort of magnetism build within, Steve moved quickly to the foot of the mattress, grabbing each of my ankles and pushing them apart, guiding them into the raised hardened surface that waited at the bottom corners of this invention, there too my restraints magnetically held in place, keeping my ankle far apart. As Steve and Lance stepped away I tried to move bu the only result was failure, I could not move them at, it was like my ankle and wrist restraints became one with the mattress and refused to budge, held in place I could only wait for the next feature to be revealed.
The mattress surface seemed to mold to my back, arms and legs, the comfort amplified for prolonged confinement, due to the memory foam and the modifications Lance incorporated into the design, the mattress had been given an unbelievable feel of supreme comfort, although I was held by the magnetic features of this mattress I did not feel restrained just comfortably paralyzed. Laying there spread eagled, comfortable and unable to move, naked and feeling the warm air of the room circulating like a warm breath breathing all over my skin from my head down to my toes, the breath seemed to concentrate around my genitals, the entrapment of comfort and confinement excited my sex drive and with the molded technology ring around my cock and balls had my cock hard again, the tiny sensors working with the mattress gently squeezed my throbbing cock working it hard into a solid erection, some sort of connection between the cock ring and the mattress acting like WIFI or blue tooth the communication between the two made sure I wasn't going to go limp again and loose my erection, and my cock throbbed more and more with each passing second, after only moment I felt like my cock was wet with pre-cum the air that breathed against my skin found the
Looking through the thick perspex there were minor distortions, with no longer oxygen in the dome my only air came from the breathing tubes connected to the mask that was air tight sealed to my face, Lance plugged a metallic tube into the back of the dome near my neck, it looked just the same as a shower hose, it was however used in the same manner as Steve took the honor of turning the valve that brought the lukewarm water through the tube and into my air tight water proof head prison, it flowed rapidly, circled my neck and rising up wards covering the breathing mask over the nose, and when it reached my eyes there was a feeling I might drown there and then as the panic kicked in it rose further passing the eyes, that was when my vision went blurry, the water continued over my brow and then my hair was soaked and bathed in this water, then it stopped, there must have been some way of the air that was in there with the water to escape, where ever it was it was clearly hidden.
Unable to see properly but just a blur and bound to the chair, there was nothing I could do, I could not be heard through the mask, water and the dome cylinder, it was terrifying to be trapped in this situation even though these two were friends there was an element of fear going through my mind.
The Mattress was the next test, it looked innocent but it was far from it, the padded outer layer was soft and literally felt like skin or silicone Lance grabbed my wrists and placed them in a raised circular shape the restraints already around my wrist responded to the mattress circles and seemed to stay in place laying in these hardened areas with some sort of magnetism build within, Steve moved quickly to the foot of the mattress, grabbing each of my ankles and pushing them apart, guiding them into the raised hardened surface that waited at the bottom corners of this invention, there too my restraints magnetically held in place, keeping my ankle far apart. As Steve and Lance stepped away I tried to move bu the only result was failure, I could not move them at, it was like my ankle and wrist restraints became one with the mattress and refused to budge, held in place I could only wait for the next feature to be revealed.
The mattress surface seemed to mold to my back, arms and legs, the comfort amplified for prolonged confinement, due to the memory foam and the modifications Lance incorporated into the design, the mattress had been given an unbelievable feel of supreme comfort, although I was held by the magnetic features of this mattress I did not feel restrained just comfortably paralyzed. Laying there spread eagled, comfortable and unable to move, naked and feeling the warm air of the room circulating like a warm breath breathing all over my skin from my head down to my toes, the breath seemed to concentrate around my genitals, the entrapment of comfort and confinement excited my sex drive and with the molded technology ring around my cock and balls had my cock hard again, the tiny sensors working with the mattress gently squeezed my throbbing cock working it hard into a solid erection, some sort of connection between the cock ring and the mattress acting like WIFI or blue tooth the communication between the two made sure I wasn't going to go limp again and loose my erection, and my cock throbbed more and more with each passing second, after only moment I felt like my cock was wet with pre-cum the air that breathed against my skin found the
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wetness there and it was a cooler breath breathing around the corona tormenting me and
making me want to cum, only the ring keeping me that way would also deny me the pleasure
of ejaculation.
A feature that was in conjunction with the mattress was the over head semi-sphere that was on the ceiling it looked like a light only it's surface appeared to looked mirrored like a half bubble of chrome, I could see a distorted reflection of my self spread eagled on the mattress, it did not seem to have any holes or anything that I could identify just a fish eyed reflection I found staring at it hypnotic, and looking away for a brief moment I found my self compelled to return my eyes to the shiny reflective orb, it was worse than being blind folded and not being able to see, this was drawing my eyes in keeping my attention looking upwards, it was then I saw a ring of ultraviolet colored light, the blue, pink, purple light froze my stare and I tried to look away only I found I could take my eyes of the light, the ring of light became half of a circle, then began to spin clock wise around the chrome mirrored bubble, slowly it hypnotized me deeper, with my eyes focusing only on the light the room around me seemed disappear from my subconscious.
I started to trip, a wave of golden yellow light surrounded me and I felt I was free from the prison that was my body, the visions that followed was bizarre yet very vivid, I could see, hear, and smell every thing I was witnessing, it seemed lucid almost in full control of the vision, there was a circus of some sort, I was witnessing a double reality this kid had run away from home and he was watching the circus with the acrobatic and wires that allowed them flight within the huge tent, there didn't seem to be an audience but I was witnessing this kids fascination with wanting to be part of that world, at the same time I felt I was hearing the ring leaders thoughts how similar his childhood experience was when he ran away to join the circus in just hearing the thoughts I was instantly in two different times, both with the ring leader as a child, and the new kid, as my mind wandered what would happen to this new kid in the future I was instantly five years into the future, his brothers were there to see the circus and it was near the end where they were all leaving, and his brothers having the same looks as him now, that blond curly hair I was convinced for sure they were his family and I said to the kid “They're your brothers, go speak to them” and he seemed to just do that without protest, he ran to the end of the path as they were turning right, it was at that moment I started to float upwards to see better I see them hugging and laughing, I could feel what they were feeling, there was great sadness of years lost and great joy of his return, my mouth opens involuntarily and the words flow from my lips loudly with joy “Miracles do happen” it was at that moment I slammed back into my body feeling a great sadness yet joyful feeling, and I realize I am just tripping out in my bondage of the mattress.
Stunned and still in euphoria, the experience left me feeling different more alive, my hands and feet were still spread out in the position I was put in before the light hypnotized me into an out of body experience, what felt like eight hours was only minutes, it was starting fade what I saw but the emotions and feelings the vision brought stayed with me as I recovered from the experience, Lance and Steve were smiling from my experience they could tell I had been tripping due to the light they bathed me in knowing full well of its effects.
“Have a nice trip? You was moving around as much as the mattress would would allow, you seemed to be deeply involved were you was at in there” Steve said.
“Yes the harmonic audio entrancement just below your hearing range comes from the ceiling light, the light too hypnotizes you into deep meditation subliminal sounds and frequencies alter your senses for a short while, the mattress too has built in speakers to make the whole experience more real, tiny pumps also hidden within allow the computer program to adjust the feel of the mattress making it softer or hard, the vibration from the large
A feature that was in conjunction with the mattress was the over head semi-sphere that was on the ceiling it looked like a light only it's surface appeared to looked mirrored like a half bubble of chrome, I could see a distorted reflection of my self spread eagled on the mattress, it did not seem to have any holes or anything that I could identify just a fish eyed reflection I found staring at it hypnotic, and looking away for a brief moment I found my self compelled to return my eyes to the shiny reflective orb, it was worse than being blind folded and not being able to see, this was drawing my eyes in keeping my attention looking upwards, it was then I saw a ring of ultraviolet colored light, the blue, pink, purple light froze my stare and I tried to look away only I found I could take my eyes of the light, the ring of light became half of a circle, then began to spin clock wise around the chrome mirrored bubble, slowly it hypnotized me deeper, with my eyes focusing only on the light the room around me seemed disappear from my subconscious.
I started to trip, a wave of golden yellow light surrounded me and I felt I was free from the prison that was my body, the visions that followed was bizarre yet very vivid, I could see, hear, and smell every thing I was witnessing, it seemed lucid almost in full control of the vision, there was a circus of some sort, I was witnessing a double reality this kid had run away from home and he was watching the circus with the acrobatic and wires that allowed them flight within the huge tent, there didn't seem to be an audience but I was witnessing this kids fascination with wanting to be part of that world, at the same time I felt I was hearing the ring leaders thoughts how similar his childhood experience was when he ran away to join the circus in just hearing the thoughts I was instantly in two different times, both with the ring leader as a child, and the new kid, as my mind wandered what would happen to this new kid in the future I was instantly five years into the future, his brothers were there to see the circus and it was near the end where they were all leaving, and his brothers having the same looks as him now, that blond curly hair I was convinced for sure they were his family and I said to the kid “They're your brothers, go speak to them” and he seemed to just do that without protest, he ran to the end of the path as they were turning right, it was at that moment I started to float upwards to see better I see them hugging and laughing, I could feel what they were feeling, there was great sadness of years lost and great joy of his return, my mouth opens involuntarily and the words flow from my lips loudly with joy “Miracles do happen” it was at that moment I slammed back into my body feeling a great sadness yet joyful feeling, and I realize I am just tripping out in my bondage of the mattress.
Stunned and still in euphoria, the experience left me feeling different more alive, my hands and feet were still spread out in the position I was put in before the light hypnotized me into an out of body experience, what felt like eight hours was only minutes, it was starting fade what I saw but the emotions and feelings the vision brought stayed with me as I recovered from the experience, Lance and Steve were smiling from my experience they could tell I had been tripping due to the light they bathed me in knowing full well of its effects.
“Have a nice trip? You was moving around as much as the mattress would would allow, you seemed to be deeply involved were you was at in there” Steve said.
“Yes the harmonic audio entrancement just below your hearing range comes from the ceiling light, the light too hypnotizes you into deep meditation subliminal sounds and frequencies alter your senses for a short while, the mattress too has built in speakers to make the whole experience more real, tiny pumps also hidden within allow the computer program to adjust the feel of the mattress making it softer or hard, the vibration from the large
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speakers ride through your body like waves, there are many levels and settings within the
mattress possibilities are endless, were putting together a computer program that goes with
the mattress, light and WIFI technology, and further programs will be developed in the
months to come, if we get enough interests and sales that mattress will sell its self, and with
regular up dates, the mattress can be connected to the Internet and jacked into the website
we've built for the mattress, pre-programmed software and features can be controlled via the
website making the mattress able to be on a timer and controlled by connecting to the site,
and letting it run on auto pilot after the desired requirements are input into the personal
membership pages, if solo they just sit and relax, and if its a top controlling their submissive
they can controlled over the Internet from work if need be, this mattress will be a hit and
hopefully evolve over time.” Lance explained.
With a simple click on the site they were testing and modifying whilst I was in my subliminal dreamworld, the magnetic hold the mattress had over my ankle and wrist restraints weakened and I was able to pull my arms to my sides and close my legs again, however as I tried to get up my cock ring seemed to not budge and I thought I was going to tear my genitals off, the ring remain solid in place it was still locked to the mattress.
“Sorry mate” Lance said laughing as he turned of the field that kept my genitals in place. We all laughed at my self torment, trying to slide my whole body off the mattress with my balls locked in place was painful like a sudden weight was added , yeah my whole body weigh, ouch! Standing up I stretched my legs and walked around the room, I could see the website they was working on, the dark blue background with chrome chains, from the edges leading to the center picture of a mattress, this mattress, there were tick boxes and descriptions next to them only a few were ticked, for this test and it was clear looking at the rest of the description what this mattress could do, the list was vast, magnetic countdown clock, lighting functions, mattress surface tension, vibration setting, speaking settings, music, the list went on I didn't read most of it just a quick glance, anyone whom ever linked the mattress to the site would have one hell of a ride, each session on the mattress would never be the same.
We moved away from the mattress, and headed towards the small inventions, a thick tube was connected between my wrist restraints, the tube was bulky and had a large bulge in the center, there it seemed rubber like and Steve squeezed the rubber and the tube spring looked open and the tube became twice as long, telescopically forcing my wrist apart, I could just imagine a solo session with this, squeezing that rubber bulb with my knees, but I couldn't imagine it shrinking back to a shorter tube again, but it was interesting to see the simplicity, Steve took me too the work bench, there was a holder there, that he place that bulb snug into it must have been some sort of magnet as as soon as he place the tube bulb in place the tube sprung back to it original starting size of ten inches, this was purely a demonstration on Steve's part giving me an idea on the simple things, then my mind raced such a device would be prefect for solo bondage artists, and could be incorporated into many designs, it reminded me of going shopping and seeing the guy in the store removing the alarm tag, so simple.
Everything in the work shop we tested, the tiny accessories, the controls, the magnetic devices, the evening had already started, the sun went down without notice, there was a however one thing I had not seen yet as a white sheet covered it, hiding it, it was a large box shaped frame, unseen until now, Lance pulled the sheet from the structure and revealed to me what was hidden.
It was a large box made mostly of steel, it was six long and three foot high, eight tiny windows of ten inches by six inches as holes with three vertical bars, in the center of the front of the box was the two steel doors, the bars and handle for opening and locking the box
With a simple click on the site they were testing and modifying whilst I was in my subliminal dreamworld, the magnetic hold the mattress had over my ankle and wrist restraints weakened and I was able to pull my arms to my sides and close my legs again, however as I tried to get up my cock ring seemed to not budge and I thought I was going to tear my genitals off, the ring remain solid in place it was still locked to the mattress.
“Sorry mate” Lance said laughing as he turned of the field that kept my genitals in place. We all laughed at my self torment, trying to slide my whole body off the mattress with my balls locked in place was painful like a sudden weight was added , yeah my whole body weigh, ouch! Standing up I stretched my legs and walked around the room, I could see the website they was working on, the dark blue background with chrome chains, from the edges leading to the center picture of a mattress, this mattress, there were tick boxes and descriptions next to them only a few were ticked, for this test and it was clear looking at the rest of the description what this mattress could do, the list was vast, magnetic countdown clock, lighting functions, mattress surface tension, vibration setting, speaking settings, music, the list went on I didn't read most of it just a quick glance, anyone whom ever linked the mattress to the site would have one hell of a ride, each session on the mattress would never be the same.
We moved away from the mattress, and headed towards the small inventions, a thick tube was connected between my wrist restraints, the tube was bulky and had a large bulge in the center, there it seemed rubber like and Steve squeezed the rubber and the tube spring looked open and the tube became twice as long, telescopically forcing my wrist apart, I could just imagine a solo session with this, squeezing that rubber bulb with my knees, but I couldn't imagine it shrinking back to a shorter tube again, but it was interesting to see the simplicity, Steve took me too the work bench, there was a holder there, that he place that bulb snug into it must have been some sort of magnet as as soon as he place the tube bulb in place the tube sprung back to it original starting size of ten inches, this was purely a demonstration on Steve's part giving me an idea on the simple things, then my mind raced such a device would be prefect for solo bondage artists, and could be incorporated into many designs, it reminded me of going shopping and seeing the guy in the store removing the alarm tag, so simple.
Everything in the work shop we tested, the tiny accessories, the controls, the magnetic devices, the evening had already started, the sun went down without notice, there was a however one thing I had not seen yet as a white sheet covered it, hiding it, it was a large box shaped frame, unseen until now, Lance pulled the sheet from the structure and revealed to me what was hidden.
It was a large box made mostly of steel, it was six long and three foot high, eight tiny windows of ten inches by six inches as holes with three vertical bars, in the center of the front of the box was the two steel doors, the bars and handle for opening and locking the box
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reminded me of the back of a lorry it was the same design of keeping the door locked,
framing the whole box were the edges these pieces of metal were bolted together there must
have been a hundred bolts are so holding the whole structure together, there were on the top
of the box bolts that had heavy duty hooks, eyelets of thick steel could allow the heavy metal
box to be suspended by chains, this didn't appear to be the usual design of this workshop, not
until Steve opened the doors at the front, he eager-ed me to check out the inside of the cell, I
got onto hands and knees and like a dog crawled into the cell, the flooring was padded out
comfortably, no doubt for prolonged confinement, the prison styled windows allowed to see
through the corners of he inside, other than these window there was no other light in there,
only with the two door wide open could I see the insides of the cell, apart from the windows,
there seemed to be a second skin of rubber that made the walls in the cell black, I thought
immediately if it was sound proofed although the windows would allow sound through
anyways, then I thought nothing of it again. The were eyelet hooks inside the frame of the
cell along the bottom, the top, the edges there were every where, the six foot long padded
flooring allowed me to lie down I spread my legs to the edges of the cell and lay comfortably
on the padded mat below me, it was incredibly comfortably, and the smell of rubber around
me aroused my senses, and cock was hard again, the constraint of the cock ring was
squeezing my genitals into staying hard, and so it throbbed as I lay there within the cell,
Steve closed the doors and I hard the meaty bars lock into position.
With the doors closed the light in there was minimal, with darkened walls the light would not reflect and light up my cell, the sound of silence was buzzing in my ears, I could hear Lance and Steve talking but it wasn't too clear and I was slowly falling asleep it had been a long day and the night wasn't over so I tried to have a power nap.
Falling asleep and off in my own little world Steve and Lance worked on their inventions, modifying, adjusting, improving and tweaking all the new inventions and products for the exhibition, there was going to be an abundant of people from all over. After a few minutes of me in my dream world I was suddenly awake again the cell seemed to be smaller, the skin of rubber of what was the walls around me were expanding making the space within the cell small the walls were literally closing in on me some sort of time was gradually adding air to the inflatable walls, it was terrifying to wake up in that situation I was shocked, the tiny space I was in now half of what it was when I got into it, I could sit up but surround by bubbled rubber from the ceiling, the walls and the flooring I was laying on, trapped in my cell, the air continued to flow into the inflatable walls, ceiling and flooring I was raising up and the walls expanding closer, the ceiling was getting closer and my body was force to lay fat against the raising rubber beneath me, then the ceiling rubber pinned me down good and proper, I was floating on this air filled rubber pressing against my skin from ever direction, then the air slowly deflated and the cell gradually returned to it original starting position. Steve Laughed as he opened the doors, I too was chuckling at what a surprise the confinement cell was just that it had confined me from the outside world and confined me further inside my solitude.
We continued to gather bits and pieces and started putting together what needed doing, all the accessories were boxed that night, the larger items like the suits were manufactured as parts and we put them together and packed them also, Steve had his own company to develop and duplicate the computer software onto discs and DVDs to show how the systems and programs worked he was good at teaching, we made videos for the DVDs whilst I was testing the products, the cameras all around the workshop gathered enough footage to show the possible customers the products in action, this could be played on a screen at our part of the exhibition, Steve edited and compiled the footage and put them onto DVD them had the DVD duplicated. The would be of course volunteers testing the products there and then and no
With the doors closed the light in there was minimal, with darkened walls the light would not reflect and light up my cell, the sound of silence was buzzing in my ears, I could hear Lance and Steve talking but it wasn't too clear and I was slowly falling asleep it had been a long day and the night wasn't over so I tried to have a power nap.
Falling asleep and off in my own little world Steve and Lance worked on their inventions, modifying, adjusting, improving and tweaking all the new inventions and products for the exhibition, there was going to be an abundant of people from all over. After a few minutes of me in my dream world I was suddenly awake again the cell seemed to be smaller, the skin of rubber of what was the walls around me were expanding making the space within the cell small the walls were literally closing in on me some sort of time was gradually adding air to the inflatable walls, it was terrifying to wake up in that situation I was shocked, the tiny space I was in now half of what it was when I got into it, I could sit up but surround by bubbled rubber from the ceiling, the walls and the flooring I was laying on, trapped in my cell, the air continued to flow into the inflatable walls, ceiling and flooring I was raising up and the walls expanding closer, the ceiling was getting closer and my body was force to lay fat against the raising rubber beneath me, then the ceiling rubber pinned me down good and proper, I was floating on this air filled rubber pressing against my skin from ever direction, then the air slowly deflated and the cell gradually returned to it original starting position. Steve Laughed as he opened the doors, I too was chuckling at what a surprise the confinement cell was just that it had confined me from the outside world and confined me further inside my solitude.
We continued to gather bits and pieces and started putting together what needed doing, all the accessories were boxed that night, the larger items like the suits were manufactured as parts and we put them together and packed them also, Steve had his own company to develop and duplicate the computer software onto discs and DVDs to show how the systems and programs worked he was good at teaching, we made videos for the DVDs whilst I was testing the products, the cameras all around the workshop gathered enough footage to show the possible customers the products in action, this could be played on a screen at our part of the exhibition, Steve edited and compiled the footage and put them onto DVD them had the DVD duplicated. The would be of course volunteers testing the products there and then and no
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doubt I would be used to see the more tricky wicked invention in action, Steve too would be
modeling products and showing live demonstrations.
That weekend was horny testing the products, after packing all day on the Saturday we decided to go out into the city, both me and Steve where to wear a suit each maybe to show off, advertise or just be plain perverted, Lance had his control device fused into a fore arm gauntlet he could control us completely with that around his arm. I was Nine O'clock when we left we headed to the fetish bar, it was a scene that night of demonstrations, the usual rope bondage mainly Japanese rope bondage with suspension involved, it was normally a mighty gang bang with hands touching you from all over you never knew which was touching your ass or squeezing your balls hard it was almost anonymous, guys in bulging rubber, denim leather, and chaps, the aroma they all gave form the body heat filled the room, the sweet taste of rubber and leather excited everyone in there.
The stripper Joey he was dressed in cowboy boots and leather chaps, his bulging leather jock supported his ten inch nail as the locals called it, his piston of man meat throbbing behind that jock always excited the crowd in the fetish club, he was doing his routine dance on stage the music blasting out club music, his hips thrusting and gyrating, making the one closest reaching out for a cheeky feel, yeah he was hot they all thought so. He stripped off his leather top revealing the hairless muscular chest, the baby oil he poured on himself dribbled slowly down his torso to his jock, and how the crowd cried “Get em off!” repetitively like women at a hen night, so desperate to see his monster of a throbbing cock, it's sweet moist love muscle, and the piercing that glistened as the stage light reflected of it, he pulled off the jock and the baby oil ran over his love piston, he continued to pour more of the oil down his torso down to his cock and thrusting his hip back and forth, literally fucking air, his hard ten inches slapped his navel before pointing to the floor and the crowd, and back again over and over, the baby oil flicked from his throbbing man meat and sprayed the crowd in droplets and splatters and the crowd cheered more and more as he continued teasing them. He turned his back to the crowd and bent down to pick up a chain, a dog lead, his ass cheeks parted slightly showing them all his hairless love pussy the cheered more, then he turned around in a dance move style and gripped a hold of his cock showing them the large ring that stuck out from his urethra, he snapped the end of the chain lead to his pierced knob and let the chain dangle down to the floor and proceeded once more to thrust his hip fucking air again, he once more slapped his navel with his cock only weighted down by the lead the chain thrashed towards the crowd like a whip, over and over again the crowd roared, he the stepped to the edge of the stage and wrapped the chain around some guys neck, his face up close and personal with Joey throbbing hard pussy plunger, and began thrusting his cock up the guys face the crowd was wetting them selves with jealousy, his thrusting action became faster and faster then he would UN chain the guys neck to let his recover from his embarrassment, he then stood back to the center of stage and used white oiled and simulated a masturbation the white creamy liquid being made of baby oil and lube did the trick as he simulated an orgasm and the creamy goo would splatter the crowd and they roared once more, it was at that point Joey did his usual bow of appreciation to the crowd and leave the stage.
We all cheered drinking our drinks, and shots of tequila, there was a lot a chattering in the club and the music played whilst the next scene was being set, the room was warm from the body heat of everyone in there both me and Steve stood in our molded suits, the heat was sinking deeper into us, there was a valve on the back of the suits that allowed liquid to be poured into a fill tiny bladders all over the suit for cooling purposes, Lance had us both in position so he could fill the bladder sacs for us he did so with ice cold water and then locked the valve back into position. As the bladders slowly circulated from bladder to bladder the
That weekend was horny testing the products, after packing all day on the Saturday we decided to go out into the city, both me and Steve where to wear a suit each maybe to show off, advertise or just be plain perverted, Lance had his control device fused into a fore arm gauntlet he could control us completely with that around his arm. I was Nine O'clock when we left we headed to the fetish bar, it was a scene that night of demonstrations, the usual rope bondage mainly Japanese rope bondage with suspension involved, it was normally a mighty gang bang with hands touching you from all over you never knew which was touching your ass or squeezing your balls hard it was almost anonymous, guys in bulging rubber, denim leather, and chaps, the aroma they all gave form the body heat filled the room, the sweet taste of rubber and leather excited everyone in there.
The stripper Joey he was dressed in cowboy boots and leather chaps, his bulging leather jock supported his ten inch nail as the locals called it, his piston of man meat throbbing behind that jock always excited the crowd in the fetish club, he was doing his routine dance on stage the music blasting out club music, his hips thrusting and gyrating, making the one closest reaching out for a cheeky feel, yeah he was hot they all thought so. He stripped off his leather top revealing the hairless muscular chest, the baby oil he poured on himself dribbled slowly down his torso to his jock, and how the crowd cried “Get em off!” repetitively like women at a hen night, so desperate to see his monster of a throbbing cock, it's sweet moist love muscle, and the piercing that glistened as the stage light reflected of it, he pulled off the jock and the baby oil ran over his love piston, he continued to pour more of the oil down his torso down to his cock and thrusting his hip back and forth, literally fucking air, his hard ten inches slapped his navel before pointing to the floor and the crowd, and back again over and over, the baby oil flicked from his throbbing man meat and sprayed the crowd in droplets and splatters and the crowd cheered more and more as he continued teasing them. He turned his back to the crowd and bent down to pick up a chain, a dog lead, his ass cheeks parted slightly showing them all his hairless love pussy the cheered more, then he turned around in a dance move style and gripped a hold of his cock showing them the large ring that stuck out from his urethra, he snapped the end of the chain lead to his pierced knob and let the chain dangle down to the floor and proceeded once more to thrust his hip fucking air again, he once more slapped his navel with his cock only weighted down by the lead the chain thrashed towards the crowd like a whip, over and over again the crowd roared, he the stepped to the edge of the stage and wrapped the chain around some guys neck, his face up close and personal with Joey throbbing hard pussy plunger, and began thrusting his cock up the guys face the crowd was wetting them selves with jealousy, his thrusting action became faster and faster then he would UN chain the guys neck to let his recover from his embarrassment, he then stood back to the center of stage and used white oiled and simulated a masturbation the white creamy liquid being made of baby oil and lube did the trick as he simulated an orgasm and the creamy goo would splatter the crowd and they roared once more, it was at that point Joey did his usual bow of appreciation to the crowd and leave the stage.
We all cheered drinking our drinks, and shots of tequila, there was a lot a chattering in the club and the music played whilst the next scene was being set, the room was warm from the body heat of everyone in there both me and Steve stood in our molded suits, the heat was sinking deeper into us, there was a valve on the back of the suits that allowed liquid to be poured into a fill tiny bladders all over the suit for cooling purposes, Lance had us both in position so he could fill the bladder sacs for us he did so with ice cold water and then locked the valve back into position. As the bladders slowly circulated from bladder to bladder the
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coolness it brought was refreshing, and the room no longer seemed stuffy, for now anyway,
we moved around the club and there were a lot of eyes on what we were wearing, jealousy,
curiosity, who knows, we certainly attracted a lot of attention, the were hands touch us all
over as we walked through the crowd of horny men.
The suits we were wearing reflected the lights from above giving every shape, bump, and bulge a more appealing view to those that were looking our way, the looks gave us an erection I could tell Steve had one he was trying to readjust his bulge only his genitals like mine were trapped in the codpiece that held our sex organs in their own little prison. Moving closer to the bar waiting for some service the looks we got turned into conversations, and with the words came the hands cupping the bulge of the cod pieces, and further hands circled our butts, the suits relayed the the touches as the tiny sensors within the skin of the suit, converted into micro electrical impulses, a feature both me and Steve was unaware of until it happened, the tiny impulses made us feel a touch that was thought to be unfelt from the perverts around us since we were thickly trapped within the suit they presumed we would not feel it. It was more of a tickling sensation than electric shocks, and only made us hornier, as the sensation were amplified, the throbbing erection trapped within the cod pieces strained as our cock were racked and our balls on the ready with the plates already slightly squeezing our balls, the tension was slowly building ever so slightly but just enough to show control.
On the stage the large crimson curtains had been closed for the past ten minutes, behind the scenes the molded chair and cross had been set up by Lance, it was revealed when the curtains slowly opened to the public waiting for the next act, the next show, the very next demonstration was to be Steve and I trapped in submission, a little demonstration of the gear Lance was offering the public. It was then as the curtains fully opened we were both call on stage, the chair awaited and the St. Andrews cross waited also, Steve was positioned in front of the chair, and told sit, he sat of the V-shaped seat his thighs wide apart matching the shape of that V seat, his arms naturally in a submissive position close to the back of the chair, the moulded areas of the ankles, thighs and wrists magnetically locked as Lance pressed the foot peddle, and Steve was trapped, his thighs so far apart open offered a full view of his crutch, the suits codpiece bulged and reflected the lights high above showing the shapes and contours of the suit, I so longed to see Steve abused he was so hot and well built in all areas of his body, his crutch always had a mighty bulge I would of loved to sink my face into, I was positioned in front of the cross, the massive X waiting for my spread legs and raised arms, and as I was put into position the magnetic holds were activated, the slight hum pulled my suited body in position and the lock was set, I tried to show the public there was no chance of escape, the holds would not budge and I was trapped just as Steve was.
Trapped in the suits and our bondage, we could only wait for what was to occur, the crowd of public whilst as the light lit against our suited attire, the codpiece shells were removed by Lance and the crowd before us saw our cocks racked, stretched out, elongated b the device that stretched them, the ball plate shiny and gently squeezing our balls below the steel ball stretcher weights, Steve in his wide spread thigh chair his ball weight hung down heavily pulling on his nuts, the plate squeezing gently against his trapped balls, and was amplified as Lance adjusted the pressure plate, tightening the grip and pressure Steve began to show in his face the agony that was about to follow.
Moving over to me in my stood spread eagled position Lance attached a weight to my racked cock, the Jes extender type cock stretcher was pulled down and force my erect cock to point towards my spread feet, being racked already the weight connected pulled my cock ever more stretching the muscles to their limit, I would of thought my cock was being ripped off, the pull was intense, and noose around the corona was biting now stinging into submission.
The suits we were wearing reflected the lights from above giving every shape, bump, and bulge a more appealing view to those that were looking our way, the looks gave us an erection I could tell Steve had one he was trying to readjust his bulge only his genitals like mine were trapped in the codpiece that held our sex organs in their own little prison. Moving closer to the bar waiting for some service the looks we got turned into conversations, and with the words came the hands cupping the bulge of the cod pieces, and further hands circled our butts, the suits relayed the the touches as the tiny sensors within the skin of the suit, converted into micro electrical impulses, a feature both me and Steve was unaware of until it happened, the tiny impulses made us feel a touch that was thought to be unfelt from the perverts around us since we were thickly trapped within the suit they presumed we would not feel it. It was more of a tickling sensation than electric shocks, and only made us hornier, as the sensation were amplified, the throbbing erection trapped within the cod pieces strained as our cock were racked and our balls on the ready with the plates already slightly squeezing our balls, the tension was slowly building ever so slightly but just enough to show control.
On the stage the large crimson curtains had been closed for the past ten minutes, behind the scenes the molded chair and cross had been set up by Lance, it was revealed when the curtains slowly opened to the public waiting for the next act, the next show, the very next demonstration was to be Steve and I trapped in submission, a little demonstration of the gear Lance was offering the public. It was then as the curtains fully opened we were both call on stage, the chair awaited and the St. Andrews cross waited also, Steve was positioned in front of the chair, and told sit, he sat of the V-shaped seat his thighs wide apart matching the shape of that V seat, his arms naturally in a submissive position close to the back of the chair, the moulded areas of the ankles, thighs and wrists magnetically locked as Lance pressed the foot peddle, and Steve was trapped, his thighs so far apart open offered a full view of his crutch, the suits codpiece bulged and reflected the lights high above showing the shapes and contours of the suit, I so longed to see Steve abused he was so hot and well built in all areas of his body, his crutch always had a mighty bulge I would of loved to sink my face into, I was positioned in front of the cross, the massive X waiting for my spread legs and raised arms, and as I was put into position the magnetic holds were activated, the slight hum pulled my suited body in position and the lock was set, I tried to show the public there was no chance of escape, the holds would not budge and I was trapped just as Steve was.
Trapped in the suits and our bondage, we could only wait for what was to occur, the crowd of public whilst as the light lit against our suited attire, the codpiece shells were removed by Lance and the crowd before us saw our cocks racked, stretched out, elongated b the device that stretched them, the ball plate shiny and gently squeezing our balls below the steel ball stretcher weights, Steve in his wide spread thigh chair his ball weight hung down heavily pulling on his nuts, the plate squeezing gently against his trapped balls, and was amplified as Lance adjusted the pressure plate, tightening the grip and pressure Steve began to show in his face the agony that was about to follow.
Moving over to me in my stood spread eagled position Lance attached a weight to my racked cock, the Jes extender type cock stretcher was pulled down and force my erect cock to point towards my spread feet, being racked already the weight connected pulled my cock ever more stretching the muscles to their limit, I would of thought my cock was being ripped off, the pull was intense, and noose around the corona was biting now stinging into submission.
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