Date: Sat, 03 Oct 2020 10:14:16 +0000
From: Krypton12345
Subject: Bondage Model 4

When I woke up I was feeling a little light headed, and foggy about how I
had gotten there. It was dark, so I couldn't really make out where I
was. But I knew I was lying on my back on a comfortable bed that sort of
enveloped me.

Slowly I regained consciousness and began to remember meeting Mike, the
ride to his house, and having a drink with him. Then I noticed that
something was covering my hands. They felt like gloves, but there were no
fingers so all I could do is lift my arms and move my hand, but couldn't
touch anything.

The room was cool. I then realized that I was naked. I also felt
something strange around my cock. It felt like something was tied around
my balls and there was something pinching my cock.

As i reached for my cock the gloves I was wearing prevented me from being
able to do anything. Just then, Mike entered the room and turned on the
lights. I could see now that it was a large ornate bedroom painted dark
red and with a lot of medieval looking furniture. With the lights on, I
could see that my hands were indeed encased in padded leather gloves and
there was a chastity cage around my cock.

Mike then sat a the edge of the bed and brushed the hair from my eyes and
said, "Good morning, honey."  He then spent a little time gently
stoking my skin, starting with my lower belly and slowly moving up to my
chest and nipples. He told me what a cute little body I had, which gave
me the tingles, and asked if I was ready to have some fun. I nodded.

Mike led me out of the room down a long hallway to a posh looking
bathroom. It was all marble and had a large walk in shower surrounded
three sides with glass so that you could see clearly anyone inside. He
asked me to hold out my hands and then untied each glove. Once removed,
Mike gave me a toothbrush and toothpaste and said to start by brushing my
teeth.

After I was done, Mike guided me to the shower, where I noticed that
there were two hooks mounted high up on one of the walls. Mike pulled out
a pair of handcuffs, fastened them onto my wrists, then pulled my hands
upward so he could attach the chain in the middle to the hook. There I
was standing naked with my hands stretched above my head.

Mike pulled a key from his pocket and then began to remove the cock cage.
It felt good as the blood began to flow back into my balls. He turned on
the water, but it wasn't hitting me yet. He then grabbed a can of
shaving cream and spread it all over my body from he tops of my feet to
my neck. For several minutes he meticulously shaved everything neck down.
He even had me turn around so he could get the back of my legs.

I felt a bit  chilled as a stood there being shaved. And as I looked down
I saw that any remnants of hair on my legs and crotch were competent
gone. He even hot my pits, although I usually kept those shaved myself.
The last area Mike tackled was my ass. He used one hand to spread my
cheeks and then he other to swipe the razor leaving my ass completely
hairless in the process.

Once Mike was done, he used he handheld shower wand to rinse me off. Then
he lathered me up with body wash and used a wash rag to scrub my body.
Took special care to scrub my ass and cock and said, "you're going to
get a lot of attention down here babe."

Finishing, Mike sprayed me down again. Satisfied all the soap was off, he
turned off the water and helped me out of the shower. He then used a
large fluffy towel to dry me off head to toe As I just stood there, hands
cuffed in front of me. My hair remained damp and unkempt, as all he did
was ruffle the towel through it.

All done, Mike produced a leather collar, which he buckled around my
neck. He then attached a silver chain to the collar and led me out of the
bathroom. Mike just continued to walk down the hall with me, padding
behind him naked and shivering until we reached a set of stairs going
down.

We descended the stairs, until we got to a large oak door. Mike used a
key to unlock the door and then ushered me inside. Once in, he turned on
the lights and locked the door again using a key from the inside.

The room was expansive. The ceiling was at least 10 feet high, the floor
concrete and the walls covered with soundproofing foam, the kind you
would expect to see in a music studio. The room I guessed to be about 20
feet wide and three times as long. There were several stations, I would
call them, where there was a set up.

In one area, there was a a large wooden X with cuffs for hands and feet
at each corner. Another area there was what looked like a sling made of
ropes. Yet another area was a grid of metal piping that ran from floor to
ceiling. There was a set up that looked like a bedroom with a bed and
night stands. And there was an area set up like a photo studio with a
black backdrop and tripods for lights and cameras.

As I stood there I'm awe and in fright, Mike told me that he loved the
photos and videos that I was in from that big event. He also told me that
he produces gay erotic videos and photos that he sells online and that
he's been looking for someone like me who he could use to photograph and
film in various bondage situations.

Then he told me that if I still agreed to continue, he would pay me $1000
per day. He explained that a day might mean a few hours or it could mean
much longer depending on the shoot. He also assured me I would not ever
be permanently injured, although I would experience pain. I asked how
often would I work and he said it would be at least once a week, and that
he would text me when he needed me. He said in order to continue, I would
have to agree and sign a release.

Eager to do this, I said sure, let's go for it. Mike was pleased with my
response and led me to a small desk where the paperwork was waiting, I
sat down and read through it. All legal stuff and disclaimers. And I
signed it.

Ok, let's get started, Mike said. With that he led me to the far end of
the room where he had a bunch of gear hanging on various pegs. Gags,
whips, dildos, harnesses and other stuff I didn't recognize. He grabbed
a head harness that had a blindfold and ballgag attached and began to
fasten it around my head. It took a few minutes to get all the straps
lined up and buckled and the gag firmly and deeply in place. It wasn't
uncomfortable however I could not see, speak clearly and I could feel
drool building up in my mouth.

Next, Mike led me to a piece of furniture, which I could not see. He
helped me lay down on it head facing down. It was padded and narrow so
that I sort of straddled it like a horse. Then he placed my knees and
arms one what felt like padded panels extending from the apparatus. I
could feel him binding me at the wrists and ankles to the device. Then he
unhooked the chain from the collar I was wearing and attached a much
shorter one that he used to connect the collar to the apparatus. Once
done, I was not able to move other than my head from side to side or to
arch my back a bit.

I just stayed there as Mike was fiddling with something a few feet away.
When he came back he said that with every scene, he will capture a bunch
of still shots at the beginning, then video, then a few more stills
showing some of the action. For the next several minutes I could hear him
snapping shots from different angles. I could tell he was up close a few
times to my head and then my ass. I imagined how I must have looked,
skinny and smooth, strapped to this thing, head covered in a harness with
my messy blonde hair poking out. I actually started to bone up thinking
about all the guys who would get off to the sight.

So far this wasn't too bad.

To be continued?