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enemalvr26 -> Enslaved by my own curiosity (4/15/2014 3:09:53 PM)
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I was staying at a friend's home, outside the city, and as I was going to be there a few days I was given an upstairs bedroom. He seemed a little rushed that evening, and said he might be having some people over later, and that he would give me the grand tour later after they left. He asked me to stay upstairs though, and was evasive when asked why. I soon forgot about the awkwardness of the request and was watching a program upstairs with popcorn and Pepsi as the evening approached.
Some time had passed and I was aware that other people had arrived, but that the house was now absolutely silent. My curiosity got the better of me and I soon crept downstairs, listening for voices or any sounds at all. I had canvassed the entire house and was about to head back upstairs when I heard muffled voices coming from behind a door that I had previously taken to be a closet. I opened it quietly, and the volume of the voices increased even though all I could see were coats. Stepping deeper into the tiny room I then noticed that the room was L shaped near the back, hidden by a curtain. I stepped out of my shoes and socks, padding silently around the corner on bare feet. There was a narrow staircase leading down and I carefully followed it into the bowels of the house.
At the bottom I stepped out into a dark hallway, with gray stucco walls and a flagstone floor. There was a reddish flickering light coming from behind a partially opened door at the end of the hallway, and nearer to me was a closed door on the right side of the hall, but also with reddish light coming from under the door, although nowhere near as bright. Slowly and as silently as I could I crept down the hall to the cracked door and peered in. My friend Antony was seated in a large throne-like chair in front of a blazing fireplace, and there were candle sconces around the room that cast flickering shadows everywhere. Leading out of the room on the right was another door and a curtained window that apparently opened into the other room to my right.
What grabbed my attention however, was the three naked men kneeling on the floor five feet in front of the throne, and the plethora of dungeon equipment and bondage furniture all around the room - crosses, pillories, tables, chains, spreader bars, cages, and many other pieces as well as a wall rack holding cuffs, collars, plugs, gags, hoods, whips, paddles, canes, etc. among many other items of restraint and punishment. The three men were wearing what appeared to be loosely fitting underwear, but it was shiny, as though it were made of metal. Antony was speaking, but in low tones, and I could not hear what was being said. Moving to the right I carefully tested the anteroom door. Finding it unlocked I slowly opened it and stepped into the room.
It was a storage room of sorts, with more equipment and a small sink, a toilet, and a shower. There were no privacy features for either the toilet or the shower. A large table dominated the room, and on it was four more of the strange metal briefs, gleaming ruddily in the firelight that came in through the curtained window from the next room. Curious, I picked one up to examine it. It seemed to be a chastity device of some type, slightly bulky in the front, and with a shiny metal penis tube that extended downwards. The waistband of the brief seemed stretchy, like a metal watchband, and was made up of segmented sections. The entire brief was lined with a shiny black neoprene except for certain round sections of bare metal here and there. Even more curious now, I quietly stripped off my clothing and gingerly stepped into the brief, pulling it up around my hips and working my penis into the tube before pulling it up around my waist.
I could see no locking mechanism or place for it to be secured at all, and curious again I stepped to the window to gently tweak back the curtain enough to see. I still could not hear over the fire, but Antony was holding what looked like a remote control device and after saying something I could not hear, pointed it at the three and pushed a button. Immediately the three seemed to react, gasping or shuddering, and at the same time the belt around my hips seemed to tighten and I heard and felt the whirring of tiny gears inside the device. The penis tube tightened around the base of my cock, and as I tried to stretch the waistband to push it down I realized that the links of metal were now tight and inflexible.
Gasping in shock as I realized it was locked on me tightly, I knew that I would have to wait out the evening until the room was empty in order to get the remote to unlock the brief. I returned again to watch as Antony continued to talk, and then to push more buttons. Suddenly my brief came alive, massaging and squeezing my cock until it began to attempt to erect, with the sensations stronger and more intense with every button Antony pushed, until I was afraid I would moan in pleasure. Suddenly all sensation ceased as the brief fell silent and still. Antony was speaking again, and I was gasping in arousal as I tried to regain my composure. He fell silent for a second, and there was an almost palpable tension in the room for a few seconds, and then his finger moved over another button.
Instantly I was in agony, the belt delivering electric shocks and dropping me to my knees where I stood. Unable to see through the window now I gritted my teeth against the painful onslaught and was beginning to think that I could resist it when the pain from the shocks increased, dropping me onto the floor in a fetal position, a low moan escaping my lips as I twitched on the floor. Then the pain tripled, a constant jolting shock that sent my muscles into spasms. Dimply I was aware that I could hear the three in the other room screaming out and that my voice was joining them. Suddenly, abruptly, the pain stopped. I lay on the floor, gasping and still spasming, unable to get to my feet or move much at all. Footsteps sounded near the door and then light flooded into the room.
Antony's voice filled my ears. "What in the hell is going on ... who is in here?" The overhead lights flipped on, and the footsteps came closer. "I thought I told you to stay upstairs until later." Stern. "You don't get into this stuff. Why are you wearing one of the chastity briefs? You put it on, didn't you?" Not a question. "You've been watching, haven't you? What have you seen?" Curious and sly. I tried to get up to my feet but was only partially successful, rising only to a kneeling position. "not ... much... I was just trying them on ... I didn't know how they worked..." I looked up as I spoke, but trailed off when I saw that Antony was sitting in front of me in a chair, but that he was naked under the long tunic style shirt, and that his cock was hard and pointing right at my face, less than a foot away. I nearly overbalanced in shock, but he immediately stood and stepped behind me in two paces, grabbing my arms and keeping me upright.
I started to say thank you but he continued to hold my upper arms tightly and he forced me to bend over on my knees until my head was touching the floor. He quickly bent my arms up behind me and before I could do anything he handcuffed them there, rendering me quite helpless. I gasped in shock, and started to open my mouth to protest but he thumbed the remote in his hand and I shut my mouth in fear. "Good. Into the next room on your knees and get beside the others." Moaning I crawled out of the anteroom and through the door. I could see that the other three hadn't been off the floor long and were moaning and gasping from the electrical punishment.
Antony moved behind them as I moved to the end of the line and quickly manacled them as well. I watched as he then produced a long, light chain from a nearby chest and four padlocks as well. Coming first to me he looped the chain around my neck and fastened it with one of the locks, and then measured off about two feet of chain before looping it around the neck of the next, and the next, and the next. When he finished there was a remnant of about five feet of chain that ended in a leather leash loop. We had been leashed and placed on a coffle chain.
He then returned to the chest and pulled out other items before stepping back to me and placing his foot over the coffle chain, pulling me and the man next to me back down to the floor. Before I could resist he had lubricated my ass and slid a plug into me. As it opened my hole I moaned, feeling it stretching me wide before it came to rest, seated well and filling my ass. He then plugged the man beside me, and then pulled the next two down and plugged them as well.
Antony sat back down in the throne, but this time pulled his tunic up to completely free his erect cock. Smiling wickedly, he tugged the chain until the first one on the coffle was forced to crawl forward with the rest of us following behind. I saw what was going to happen as he took the man by the head and forced his mouth down onto his cock. The next two followed suit, pleasing him greatly, but He didn't allow them to bring him to climax. Suddenly he was looking at me, and before I could even mouth the word no he had pulled me forward and had fastened his hand in my hair. I struggled but I knew I was helpless and had no choice. Even so I didn't open my lips until He quietly said, "Shall I push the button again?"
Moaning I opened my lips and his cock slid inside, filling my mouth and beginning to facefuck me as he had done the others. "You came down here against what I asked you to do. You put on the belt. Your curiosity got you into this. You're a slave now, like the others. You're going to be used, trained, whipped, and taught that you are just a slave to serve the cock of a Master, and then you'll be sold to the highest bidder like the others. But first, since you are last..." I felt it happening before it came, his cock cumming in my mouth and jetting down my throat as he held my head tight, not allowing me to move as he came. "Swallow it all slave."
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