Lock it onto me. Make me Yours. Make my cock, Your cock. Own me.
It is time to up your game, boy.
Those plastic and silicon chastity “toys” that you have been using are a thing of the past. You and I both know the security on them was a joke…and I know you have been slipping out of them and rubbing one out during the week while I’m at work.
That’s all over though now. This here is your new buddy and best friend. It fits you perfectly because it was custom made that way. Notice how the belt fits above your pelvic bone? Nice and snug huh? Doesn’t budge a bit does it?
The cover on the front is vented…it will keeps your balls cool but protected and out of the way. I also like how it completely covers your manhood. There is no need for you to see or feel even your balls.
Even the tube inside was custom fit just for you. It was made to be just long and wide enough to allow your cock to get no more than half hard. And that is how it will keep you too…constantly half hard.
Now that the metal has warmed up you know what I’m saying is true. You are half-hard already…that grip on your cock is steady and unforgiving. I see you are already starting to drip a little. That’s okay. You are going to drip a lot over the next few months.
You heard me right, boy, I said months. Well, you should have thought about that before masturbating without my permission. It’s not a “game” any more, boy. This is for real.
Your cock, boy, belongs to me.
Take me to this chair. I’ll struggle as much or as little as you request. Put your chastity device on me. I am a boy in desperate need of one locked onto me.
When I saw the chair and the leather straps, I immediately was repulsed and tried to retreat from the room. He was prepared for that reaction. He had summoned Ben and Tony who had been waiting outside in the hallway. They grabbed me firmly, physically guiding me back into the chamber despite my best efforts.
As they easily wrestled me into the waiting restraints, I tried to negotiate with him, I made promises and offers, I begged for leniency, but he said nothing. Once my arms and legs were secure, Tony forced some sort of hollow rubber gag deep into my mouth and strapped it and my head firmly in place.
I could no longer speak. The only sound I could make was a strange whistling sound emitting from the gag as I breathed in and out. My head was firmly fixed to the chair, I could not turn it. A bright lamp shown into my face, I could see nothing in the dark room but that intense blinding light. I closed my eyes.
I heard the sound of scissors and winced at their cold touch on my skin. They sliced through my shorts and underwear and pulled them away, leaving me exposed.
"Are you ready, boy?" I heard him say. I tried to answer, I tried to protest, but all that came through the gag was strange whirring noises.
Then I felt his hand on my cock. He was wearing rubber gloves, and coating my cock and balls with something ice cold. I quickly went numb, losing all sensation, I could feel nothing at all. I squirmed in the restraints.
"And here we go…", he said. I heard the clicking of metal on metal. "Once you get used to wearing it, you’ll come to appreciate the amount of effort I took in customizing this for you." I heard the quiet whirring of a drill.
"There, it’s all done. You shouldn’t have fought me. Had you gone into the chair willingly, I would have permitted you an orgasm."
He shifted the light from my face, and I opened my eyes. He looked down on me, smiled and removed the strap that held my forehead in place. I looked down. Between my legs I saw nothing but shiny polished steel, my cock and balls locked deep inside one of his infernal chastity contraptions. Now I was like Ben, Tony, and all his other boys.
"The next time I bring you to this room, I think you will be more willing." He said. "Perhaps next spring."
"…just one more thing… there. Now you’re ready for the long weekend, boy."
LEARN YOUR PLACE - ACCEPT WHAT YOU ARE - EXIST TO SERVE
Muffled screams, thrashing and bucking, gradually increasing voltage until his cock and balls slowly start to cook.
Now is the time I rly wish someone locked me in this belt and plug. My entire neighborhood doesn’t have cable, power or internet. If I was locked up, I wouldn’t be thinking about it. Oh well, here I am in my OxBalls Nuttsling.
Struggle all you want. You aren’t getting out until I say so.
Recon want a caption for this photo but I think it speaks perfectly well for itselfyes please
Caption should be: Hunter is next.
My slaves bedroom or can be used for overnight guest
He’ll be properly secured in that.
How do i become Your overnight guest?