The Holiday i Wish for - Sex Stories

The Holiday i Wish for

... too enjoyed to be close to the city center and actions, yet have his place to himself without nosy looks from others. Inside his home he offered me another beer, but I waved, I had a few and did not really want to be d***k when playing, he nodded and said that it would be best to get started then right away - smiling wide. I nodded and he told me to follow him down his basement. Down there, a small playroom, but lots of possibilities. Cross, pole, cage, bench, table, hooks everywhere, he definitely created a great space for a good fun time. He told me that it was best to get me all dressed then, so I should strip. Despite being a stranger, I had no second thoughts at all, I stripped naked immediately while he picked a few items from a closet in the corner. In no time I stood then head to toe in rubber, a full one piece suit, attached feet and gloves, a well head shaped thick rubber hood with eye, nose and mouth hole, a pair of rubber boots, a rubber body harness strapped and buckled on, a collar, wrist and ankle restraints buckled on, the fun was to begin. he placed me in various positions to almost all of the devices, sitting, standing, laying, hanging, played with, teased, tortured my butt hole, dick, balls, zips in the suit allowed free access for him, he fucked me twice while helpless strapped up or down, exhausting but extremely horny playing around constantly, he certainly did not fail keeping his promise of a horny rubber bondage session. A few hours passed, no idea ...

... how many though, he just released me from the fuck bench he kept me immobilized on for the last fucking, not before though stuffing a plug up my just abused butt hole and zipping the rubber suit shut again. I still had not cum yet, he brought me to the edge a few times but never got me over the finish line, on purpose he kept saying. Now that I stood there again, he fetched a chastity cage and began strapping it on me, still no cumming yet I mumbled, he grinned and confirmed: not yet indeed. He then took another hood off the shelf, a gasmask hood, covering the full head, pulling it over my already rubbered head, aligning it proper before closing the zip on its back, making it fit snug over my head now, the eyes however were blacked out, I was now in the dark. When he said to stretch my arms forward I assumed already what was to come and I was right, a heavy rubber straitjacket followed. once arms inside he zipped it on the back and then buckled it in the back first, telling me he even had the needed plastic security buckles that snap on top of the straps actual buckles, preventing any accidental or wanted opening. My arms then went crossed at the front, lead through the side straps on the jacket, tightly pulled the straps on the arms on the back and made me hug myself tightly. The strap over the arms in the front followed and then the two straps through the crotch sealed it all up. Blind, breathing through the hole of the gasmask, rubber from heat to tow, a dick locked in a ...