Date: Mon, 9 Jul 2018 15:27:35 -0400
From: Chris Barker <cbtboi85@gmail.com>
Subject: Caution to the wind - a subs tale part 2

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Caution to the wind -- part 2

I woke up on Sunday at noon following yesterday's events with sir. I never
sleep that late but I think think after the endorphins left my system I
just hit a wall and had a great night sleep. The way I woke up was an
unpleasant reminder of the situation I had gotten myself into. My cock was
contained in a metal cage with my morning erection having no where to
go. It was uncomfortable. All I wanted to do was to jerk off and think
about last night. I decided to take a shower to help get my mind off of
it. Getting out of bed was also a reminder of what I had gone thru. My
whole body ached like I had been doing full body work outs for days on
end. When I got to the bathroom I looked at myself naked in the mirror. My
back and ass were covered in raised red welts still. The same for my thighs
and what I could see of my cock. I turned the water on sat on the toilet as
I waited for the water to heat up. The boi's cum was still in me and I
heard it splash down when I pushed out. I thought to myself what a pig I am
for not cleaning that out the night before. At that moment I decided to
text sir and try and end this mess. I texted " hey Sir thank you again for
last night I had an amazing time. The session was intense!. I really am not
looking for a long term master I just like to play time to time. Would it
be possible to meet up so you could let me use the key to take this
chastity cage off and give it back to you?" I realized just the idea of
texting him was getting me hard in the cage. I think I enjoyed it more than
I thought. I put my phone on the sink and got in the shower.

The hot water stung my welts. I couldn't even enjoy a nice hot shower. When
I soaped up hit my chest first. The soap hit my nipples and stung like a
bitch. My nipples were raw and chewed up from the clamps. This really
sucked. I washed my body gently and quickly. When I got to my crotch I
wasn't sure how to clean my cock. I put body soap onto the cage which was a
terrible idea because that stung as well. I rinsed and scribed around the
cage to the best of my ability. As I was cleaning the soap off I heard my
phone ding on the sink. The ding gave my cock a slight throb and I rushed
out of the shower to check the message. It was sir.

The text read "you gave me very few limits when I agreed to let you
submit. You did not think thru the ramifications of what you agreed to. We
will discuss the terms of this arrangement next week Friday. Be at my house
8:00pm.. Enter and strip the same as yesterday." I read the text 3 times
and thought to myself what the fuck...how do I respond. There is no way in
hell I can go a week in this stupid cage. Plus I had plans to go to the
beach for the weekend with my friends next week. I texted back "sir I can't
make next week Friday" is there any chance we can meet up in the next
couple days?" I got an immediate response of "no boi. That was not a
question cancel your plans and be naked in my house by 8pm no either
discussion don't text me again!" What an asshole I thought.

I had been so focused on the text message with sir that I didn't realize I
had jumped out of the shower dripping wet and didn't even towel off. There
was a huge puddle on my bathroom floor under me. I toweled off and went
back into my bedroom to get dressed. I put on my boxer briefs and you could
totally see the outline of the cage. I put basketball shorts and a T-shirt
on. The cage was less noticeable with the shorts on but my bulge was much
more pronounced than before. Still in shock I really didn't know what to do
now. I went about my Sunday on the couch trying to recover and think of a
way out. Around 6 at night I came up with the plan to cut the cage off
myself. I could use bolt cutters or something on the lock.

I drove to Home Depot and went to the tool section. I found bolt cutters
and bought a small pair. This would be easy and I could get back to my life
and not think about this again. I got home and sat back down on the edge of
my couch. I spread my legs so my cock and balls were hanging out past the
edge of the couch. I examined the cage the lock was internal to the cage
itself I couldn't cut a shackle off. I figured I would try and cut the ring
around my balls. It was a tight fit but I could just fit the bolt cutters
onto the ring. I needed to be careful to not but myself though. I squeezed
the bolt cutters......nothing the thing didn't even make a mark on the
cage. What the hell was this thing made out of. I gave up trying after a
few tries. I realized that my cock was leaking precum. There was a sting of
it coming off of the cage down to the hardwood with a small pool on the
floor. I looked at it scooped it up with my fingers and instinctively stuck
it in my mouth. Wow I am turning into a pig. Rarely would I ever eat my own
cum. I thought to myself I would come up with another solution tomorrow. I
had dinner watched some tv and got ready for bed as I had work the next
day.

I got up at 5 am once agin with my morning wood contained in a cage of
hell. I walked to my bathroom still half asleep I stood over the toilet at
began to piss. It sprayed all over the toilet and floor. I forgot to sit
down. This was so degrading. I cleaned up my piss and got a shower, dressed
and headed off to work. I sat ant my desk and couldn't even focus on work I
talked to a few people but really wasn't paying any attention to what they
were saying. Before lunch I headed to the bathroom there were a few guys in
there. I went to the urinal unzipped my pants and quickly realized I made a
mistake. I pretended to go hoping no one saw my cock in a cage. I waited
for the guys in there to filter out then went back into the bathroom at sat
at a stall to pee. This had to end today. But I had no solutions other then
to call a locksmith and I was too embarrassed to do it.

By Wednesday I felt defeated. I came to the conclusion in order to get out
of this cage I was going to have to meet sir again and beg my way out of
this. I called my friend and said I wouldn't be able to come to the beach
this weekend because I had to work. He didn't sound convinced but I just
said I couldn't come and hope they all had a great time. The next couple
days went by like molasses on a winter day. The waiting was maddening. My
mind was my own worst enemy. I kept running through ideas on what he would
do to me on Friday night. When I got home Thursday night I decided to just
call out of work on Friday so I could prepare myself. I barely slept that
night. Friday morning I woke up with my cock once again twitching in
pain. My sheets were stained from the precum leaking out. I woke up got
showered and did some chores around the house. I took a laxative at 11am to
be cleaned out for tonight. At 11:30 I got an unexpected text message from
sir. No eating from this point on. I wish I had eaten lunch before the
text. By 2pm the laxative has taken effect. I emptied out and cleaned out
with an enema. I was ready at that point would do one more cleaning later.

I had time to kill between now and leaving time. I decided in these few
hours I would stretch my hole out so I wouldn't be in so much pain should
he abuse my hole. I laid a towel on my bed and put out my set of butt plugs
as well as a large dildo. I laid back and lined up my hole as well as the
medium butt plug. The small butt plug really was no challenge so I didn't
even bother with it. I turned on my tv and streamed porn from my computer
again. I put the raunchiest bdsm porn I could find on xtube. I settled on a
twink being stretched by an inflatable dildo to the point of crying. The
dom then takes the dildo out and puts a hollow plug in his ass to fill him
with piss. I started from the top and as the dom got to the larger
inflation of the dildo I switched to the largest plug I had. My hard dick
was strained against the chastity cage and was uncomfortable. I didn't care
I kept fucking myself for the plug. I watched as he changed the twink over
to a hollow plug in awe. I got my poppers out and took a huge hit in each
nostril and switched to the dildo I had. I bought this thing a few years
ago but was never able to take it. I pushed the dildo hard when the steam
started in the twinks hole in the video. I was in awe of the scene. I got
the head of the dildo in but was straining to get it past my sphincter
muscle. It started to work it's way in. The pain was debilitating but I
wanted it bad enough for the first time. It popped past the muscle and into
my hole. I was in pig haven. If only I could jerk myself off. The twink in
the porno was now being stretched out by the dom to take a fist. I always
wanted to take a fist but deep down knew it would never happen to me. I
continued to fuck myself with the dildo until I watched the twink shoot his
load without even touching himself. I thought to myself maybe I can do it
with this dildo. Ultimately as the porno stoped I thought it would be a bad
idea to cum before tonight. I would be so turned off by playing later. When
the screen faded to black I took the dildo out. I felt with my fingers the
small gape I had going with my hole twitching in the absence of the big
toy. I had so much precum pooled on my stomach above the cage. I scooped it
up and swallowed it. I was ready to this dom on tonight I would take
whatever he could dish and get this fucking cage off my dick. It was 6:00
and I needed to get ready to leave.

I hoped back into the shower and douched a few more tones even though the
water was clear. I was good to go for fucking hard and deep tonight. I
shaved my balls and pubes and put unscented location on my body to keep it
nice and smooth. By 6:45 I think I was ready to go. I slipped into
basketball shorts and a tee shirt. I looked at myself in the mirror and was
happy with the reflection. I grabbed a fresh bottle of poppers to hit again
on the ways I would need the liquid courage for sure. I hopped back into my
car and hit the recents on my gps. Off I went.

What was I doing. Seriously I was going to this doms place with mixed
emotions. I originally was going there with the intent to get this cage
removed. Somehow I worked myself into wanting to get worked over again. I
couldn't send Sir these mixed emotions I needed to comply with him only to
get to negotiate the removal of this cage. If I went there with the intent
of getting used again who's to say he would even let me out of chastity. I
came up with the plan that once he had me in his playroom I would ask for
this to all end and offer to let him fuck me as a thank you. It would be
win win for both of us. The drive actually went by really fast this time. I
think it went so fast because deep down I was terrified of doing this. I
parked my car in the driveway. I went back to the door and entered as
before. The same gear was there as last time, the hood, and cuffs. There
was also the addition of an envelope with open me boi written on it. My
hands were shaking but I managed to open the envelope. Inside was a folded
letter which I unfolded. A key was tapped to the top of the paper. The
letter read as follows;

Boi,

    You have returned here with the taste of how I use a slave. You have
not cum in almost a week and have survived the ordeal. Losing the ability
to achieve orgasm can drive a slave wild but let's them know their place. I
have given you the choice today on how you want this to proceed. Option 1
is to use the key to unlock yourself remove the chastity device and leave
to never return. Option 2 leave the key attached to this letter and become
my slave for a duration of 1 year. If you choose to submit as my slave for
1 year know that this will be part time only for 6 months with the option
of sir and slave deciding if they both wanted to make it full time after
that point. You will live your life as normal with exception to sexual
choices. You will have none. You will be in chastity whenever sir sees fit
and will only cum when sir allows. You may never cum the entire year slave,
it all depends on how I feel and how good a slave you really are. The only
limits are what we originally agreed to; no alteration of your appearance,
and you will not be permanently harmed in any way. The choice is yours
boi. Choose wisely. If you chose option 2 put the gear on and leave the
letter on the floor. You have 5 minutes to decide from the point you
entered this room.  ~ Sir

Oh no. Wtf I want ready for this I quickly took my phone out. It was now
8:02. I had 3 minutes to decide. When I had taken the phone out the poppers
I took from home fell onto the floor. I had forgotten completely about
them. I came here to get this cage off of my dick, I took my shorts and
underwear off completely to take the cage off. I knew I didn't have to do
that in order to pop the cage off. Then I sat there kneeling with the
poppers and letter in my hand. What did I want. I don't know why but I
unscrewed the poppers and inhaled deeply. The rush came over me I knew what
I needed in my dull life. I ripped my shirt off and slapped the cuffs on. I
looked at my phone it changed from 8:03 to 8:04. I had one minute. Was I
sure....I don't know I think so. I this the poppers again put all of my
stuff into a neat pile. I saw my phone change to 8:05 as I put the hood on
and put my face to the floor and waited with with my chest pounding and
chastity cage stuffed full.

I was left there for 15 minutes longer. The poppers had worn off I was
suddenly regretting my decision. I could rip this hood off grab the letter
and my things and run. I sat there longer and longer and seriously
contemplated leaving. I decided to run. As I went to take the hood off I
heard sir open the door. I went right back down to the floor. Fuck I
thought to myself I just fucked myself. Sir told me to sit up. The collar
was put on me again. I was guided upstairs to his playroom again. Sir told
me to kneel. Then said " boi you have made a good decision I am going to
make you the pig you have always know you were deep down inside. You are
going to do things you never even knew turned you on, and if they don't
well you can take comfort in the fact that I enjoy making you do these
things. Right now though I am going to let you look at the playroom. I will
remove your hood and let you see your surroundings. You may not get up from
this position you can only kneel. He removed the hood and I tried to focus
on the dimly lit room.

I heard sir walk out of a door behind me. I was dumbfounded by what I was
seeing. There was the cross I had been tied to last time. It was made of
metal and looked like it was adjustable in all weird sorts of angles. Then
there was the sling I was fucked in. Next to the sling was a rack with all
sorts of floggers and whips hanging from them. Some were so long they were
cooked up multiple times.  After that there was a corner that met up to a
wall of cabinets and a countertop with 6 levels of mirror shelving. On the
shelves stood butt plugs increasing in diameter and length the the next
were dildos about 15 of them the second to last dildo was a giant
inflatable dildo, the one after that was literally the mold of someone's
hand. The next shelf were different types of hoods on mannequin
heads. There were all sorts of buckles and straps I don't know what they
all did. The last hood though had a funnel attached to it. I knew exactly
what that was for. The fourth shelf Was all sorts of metal contraptions for
cbt, there were parachutes, ball crushers, weights, an electro box, and
baskets of gear labels electro on them The 5th and 6th shelf were dedicated
to all different kinds of rope, tape, strings, and cords. The cabinets and
drawers were a mystery. I imagined they contained small gear he found
really display. There was a sink on the counter and multiple blenders which
I thought odd. In the mirrors I could make out items behind me. There was a
real wooden saint Andrews cross, a standing wood frame with I bolds all the
way around them for tying up a sub. There was also a closet that had been
converted into a real jail cell with a prison style toilet and bed. I
assumed that would be where I would be kept. Hanging on the back walls were
body bags and sleep sacks. This guy had gear for days. Some of the items
really could not make out clearly or even recognize. Sir came back in and
out my hood back in. He said this is the playroom. This is where you will
stay. He walked me back to the cell. Once we were in that room he opened
the cell and removed my hood. He said go in the cell and turn around. I did
as instructed and for the first time got a clear view of my master. He was
a bear of a man wearing a harness and leather jock. I could see the beer
can sized bulge in his pants. He smiled and said welcome to your weekend
home boi.

He moved away from the cell and I caught another piece of equipment that
was hidden deeper in the room behind a false wall dividing the other side
of the playroom. This looked like a kings throne under the throne however
was a glass box with someone strapped to the bottom of it. It was the boi
who fucked me last time. Oh man I hoped I get to use him today. Sir walked
over to the shelves and grabbed the funnel hood. He said "boi you said on
your profile you were into watersports let's see how accurate that
statement is." He had me kneel in the cell. This half of the playroom I
noticed was all red tile like you would see in a commercial kitchen. It had
floor drains and all installed. He strapped the hood over me and took the
blindfold off. He said "I want to see your reaction when my Lisa hits your
mouth." The hood was kind tight to my head. The gag went deep into my
throat and I could not let any air out of the sides of my mouth. My nose
was the only means of breathing. I watched as sir flipped his cock onto the
funnel. I should mention that yes I am into watching watersports porn but
have never actually take a doms piss. I was in panic mode and sir could see
it in my eyes. He laughed and said "yea all you faggots say you are into
watersports until it comes time to drink. Well boi your time has come" I
saw a slight dribble and then the funnel began to fill. It wasn't hiring my
mouth for some reason. He filled it all the way to the brim I could smell
it right under my nose. It was putrid. He added a wad of spit to the top of
the funnel and said enjoy this boi. He reached for a valve on the side of
the gag and the funnel opens full tilt into my mouth. I tried to keep
pressure on the gag to keep the piss from entering my mouth. It was futile
though. I inevitably let the air pressure go so I could breath and the piss
flooded my mouth like someone turned a hose on. "Swallow boi" was all I
heard. I complied and swallowed the rank piss. I felt like I was going to
puke. Sir said well done boi. You are going to do well as a toilet."
Toilet!?!?? Oh no I hope he meant just piss.

Sir took the hood off of me and did not replace it. Then he said " slave my
live in boi and I are having a party tonight. But before we arranged the
party he agreed to play a game. He agreed to be a full toilet tonight for
the first time. He has never been a full toilet as scat was a limit of
his. The game however was he bet you would stay and become my slave
tonight. If you had left he would have been forced to be the party
toilet. If you did commit to being a slave though he would earn his freedom
for tonight and you would become the party toilet." I could still taste the
piss in my mouth and realizing the situation I was in puked into the cell
toilet. Sir said "don't worry boi we will refill you soon enough." I said
"sir please I don't do scat" sir replied " listen faggot you agreed to your
limits the first time you were here, you agreed to them again when you
stayed tonight." I began to full on cry. "Tears will get you punished boi."
I was pulled up by the collar and let to a spanking bench. You will take 25
of the leather strap for your crying and talk back boi. He strapped me down
and began 1....2....3 after 3 my ass was on fire. He did not miss a beat
though and went straight through to 25. I could feel my heartbeat in my
asscheeks. He unstrapped me and lead me over to the throne/coffin that his
boi was tied in.

The boi's head was strapped directly under the throne. What I didn't see
until now is that there was a clear glass bucket under the throne. Maybe
sir just made you watch him shit and it was collected in the bucket above
your face to gross you out. There was also a small urinal hanging in the
wall of the throne. This had a tube connected just above the boi's head. He
had a spider gag on not allowing him to close his mouth. He would have to
take the piss from the urinal into his mouth. The boi was looking me dead
in the eyes. I could tell he was smiling even though he didn't actually
have the ability too. Sir moved me to the side and said let me show you how
this works. He pissed into the urinal and it collected into the bottom of
it. He hit the leaver where you would normally flush and the contents
drained into the tube. The piss ran down the hose and splashed the slave in
the mouth like a fire hose. He couldn't take it all. What he couldn't
swallow was collected in the class box he was sitting in. The glass box was
sloped so the low point was directly under his head. Sir said "good boi" he
looked at me and said time to give the boi his freedom." He looked at me
and said "untie him from the throne" I worked at the bondage for about 5
minutes. Sir had to remove the clear bucket from above his head so he could
lift his head and get out. The boi looked me in the eyes again and said "
thanks for being the slave I know you are" sir then looked broke our eye
contact and said get under the throne slave.