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Doorbell Adventures A story by muxmaster part 1
So here I was. A bit afraid, nervous and enormously excited. The address was the one, the guy in the chat room told me five days ago. I looked at my watch. I already waited ten minutes in front of the door, but now the time was as agreed. I just had to ring the bell. I hesitated a moment, then I stepped forward and pressed the button.
I was a 17 years old boy, about six feet tall, dark short hair and brown eyes. It was summer and as I spent a lot of time outside, my smooth skin had a nice brown taint. My body was in a nice shape, well built and trained, but not too muscular. I liked my body. I felt great with it. Right now there were school holydays. So I had a lot of free time. But something was different than all the other years. For the first time I was alone at home. After many years my parents wanted to have some time for their own. They thought that I'm finally old enough to trustfully keep the house and be ok without anybody taking care of me. So they traveled to Hawaii to have nice beach holydays. They were gone for three weeks. Three weeks that I was free to do what I want. And I knew exactly what I wanted. I wanted to be tied up. My whole life I dreamed about it. Being tied up, being helpless under the control of somebody else. Years ago, when I was a small kid, I started tying myself up. I used ropes, chains or zip ties. When I was 15 I even bought handcuffs and a ballgag. I tied myself up at home, in my bedroom, in the cellar, in the garage or outside in the woods behind our house. Once I even tied myself up in school when the lessons were over. I was always naked for my little games and I always had a boner, even when I was just 8 years old. Over the years I improved my technique a lot and sometimes it was really hard to free myself again. It happened twice that I was in strong fear not to get free again and it took many hours to get out of my bonds. However, I never lost control, I never had somebody else in charge. I never experienced the feeling of complete helplessness and that pissed me off. It was always only half of satisfaction, the thrill was always low level. I wanted to be really tied up by somebody else. When my parents now told me, that I would be alone for three weeks, I immediately started to make plans. This was my chance. I was sure I would find a way how to fulfill my dreams. I already had found several bondage blogs and chat rooms, and five weeks ago, I started sending messages like "17 yo boysub, home alone, needs master for bondage and sm play". I added my email address and the town I live in. However I was smart enough not to tell my actual address. The following days I got many answers, but no one lived in my area. I had no car and I had to keep the house. So there was no way to travel far distances. But then, five days ago, I finally got the message I dreamed of. A guy, 38 years of age, wanted to see me. And he lived just 10 minutes away by foot. We exchanged some messages, talked about our preferences and exchanged pictures. He was a tall, strong, handsome man. Some kind of an athlete, maybe even a body builder. I was fascinated. I got a boner just thinking about this man tying me up. And then, yesterday, I got the crucial message.
"Tomorrow, 3pm, Rowland Street 8. Be on time! Go to the toilet before! Be clean and empty!"
Wow! I was amazed. Finally my dreams would come true. So this morning I quickly did everything I had to do in the house, took a long shower, emptied my stomach and bladder as good as possible and started my way to Rowland Street without having eaten anything. I arrived at the address 10 minutes early, waited eagerly and finally pressed the bell button.
I heard a buzz. The door was now ready to be pushed open. Should I? Yes, come on, I thought and stepped into the house. When I closed the door behind me, it was dark inside. A shadow was sitting in the far end corner.
"Drop your clothes!", said the shadow.
My excitement grew but I was also shocked a bit.
"H... Hi, I am...", I stuttered.
"Drop! Your! Clothes!" said the voice commandingly.
I gulped and followed the instruction. I dropped my clothes to the floor. First my shirt, then my shoes, my socks and finally my shorts. I had no underwear as I had wished to be naked from the start. When I was finished, I looked up to the shadow.
"Your watch!", he said.
I unbuckled my watch from my left wrist, put it down on the floor to my clothes and stood up again facing him. There I stood, naked and waiting. Suddenly the light went on. The man stood up and came to me. He really was that strong and tall as I expected from the photos. And ... he was nude. From head to toe, completely nude. In his hand he had something made out of black leather with strings attached. As he came closer I shivered. This guy would be the one to tie me up? I felt my dick even though it was still flaccid.
"Turn around!" said the guy.
Then he attached the leather thing to me. First he buckled one end around my neck. It was a strong leather collar, almost three inches high. He buckled it tight just so to let me feel my own breathing. It felt restraining but also gave me a feeling of secureness. Then he locked it with a padlock. Another four inch wide leather piece was attached to the collar and ran down across my back half way to my butt. Two leather wrist cuffs were connected.
"Arms behind!" said the man.
He took my left wrist, bent it behind my back and secured it with the upper leather cuff. My arm was bent upwards. It was almost painful. I heard the "click" from a second padlock. My wrist was caught. Then he took my right wrist. For a moment a thought ran through my mind. Should I resist? This was the last opportunity. Should I let him fix my right wrist as well? Or should I stop it here? I tensed my muscles a bit but immediately felt his grip getting stronger. I gave in and let him do. I still was so excited. He buckled the second leather cuff around my right wrist and attached a third padlock. "Click!" That was the moment. Now I was caught. For the first time I had no chance to free myself. I was at the mercy of a stranger. Helpless! What a feeling! Instantly my cock reacted and grew rock hard. There I stood. Both hands attached to my back in leather and locked to my neck. He closed the belt, which was part of the device, around my stomach securing my arms tightly to my back. I felt great!
"How do you feel?" he asked.
I turned my face to him and smiled.
"I ..." was all I could say.
As soon as I opened my mouth he forced something in pushing it deep inside. It was a penis gag and in no time it was strapped around my head. I choked. I was shocked. I didn't expect that. I didn't want that. I wriggled, I tried to protest. But nothing came out than "Mmmmphhh!". O fuck! Now I had no chance to tell him anything about my feelings, my condition, my likes and dislikes. No chance to say stop. Suddenly there was nothing I could say to let him stop and free me. I panicked. This was too much. But even though I desperately tried to get free, the man went on doing what he wanted to do. He got me in a strong grip now. The penis gag was part of a full head harness and he continued strapping the leather around my head. One strap went below my chin making it impossible to open my mouth. My lips were pressed firmly around the latex penis. Further straps ran around my head, nose and neck.
"Now you're mine.", he said and without any prior warning slapped my face.
I was perplexed. I did not even think about screaming. Finally he was done and let go. I pushed away from him and stumbled through the room. Naked, arms locked to my back, perfectly gagged and for some reason still rock hard. I ran to the far corner and looked at him almost crying. He took my shorts that were still on the floor and sat down on the couch, his back facing me. He seemed to search for something. Suddenly he raised his hand with some money in it.
"That's what I wanted.", he said. "200 dollars. Not that much but good enough for that little work!".
Fuck! That was my money. He obviously found my wallet and now went through it.
"Nothing else interesting in there!", he said.
And with that he threw my wallet into the fire that was burning in the chimney. Now I really was in fear. I was helplessly tied and he just took all my money and destroyed my ID card, my credit card, my driving license and everything else from my wallet. With a last try to get away I ran to the door. I turned around to grab the door knob with my hands, but with my arms tied I was not able to turn it. Before I could open the door the man stood in front of me and threw me to the ground. He turned me on my stomach and sat on my back. He grabbed my left foot and attached another leather cuff. Then he did the same with my right foot. Of course he used padlocks on both foot cuffs. Finally he took the chain that was connected between both cuffs and pulled my feet up to my butt. He locked the chain with one last padlock to the leather device securing my arms leaving me in a perfect hogtie. Without another word he went upstairs and left me naked, gagged and hogtied lying on the floor of his living room. All I could do was moaning. Now I was indeed completely helpless. And even though I was more afraid than in my whole live, I still was rock hard. At least there was a hole in the penis gag so I had no problems breathing.