After I was dressed, Sir marched me out to his truck and told me to get in and that if I could keep silent, I was allowed to swallow his spit. I quietly let the contents of my mouth slide down my throat into my stomach that Sir had just cum in. I had no idea where we were going and he didn't say a word to me the entire trip until about 15 minutes later when we had parked he told me to get out and follow. By this time I was terrified and curious at the same time. Still incredibly horny with balls filled with cum, I followed him on a busy downtown street with shops surrounding us. I tried to figure out where we were going when suddenly Sir stopped, turn around to face me, pointed, and spoke.
"Inside," was all he said, indicating the door of the shop I was now standing right in front of. The mystery was now revealed as I pressed the door handle and entered the tattoo and piercing parlor. A little bell rang as the door opened and heavily tattooed man noticed us immediately and called Sir by his first name. They shook hands and gave each other a big hug that suggested they were old friends.
"So what brings you in today, need some more ink" the man asked in the most friendly manner that I would never associate with a guy that looked the way he did.
"Not for me," Sir said and pointed toward me.
"That yours?" the man asked without even seeming to acknowledge me.
"He wants to be," Sir responded and then turned so I could not hear the balance of the conversation.
"Ah say no more," the man stated and, as if suddenly all was crystal clear to him, he invited Sir over to display counter across the room. Unsure of what I should be doing, I remained standing just beyond the doorway. The two of them talked in front of the case about the news and weather as the man made preparations unseen to me.
"Come on back and we can catch up while we wait for it to sterilize," the man said as Sir and he went to the back of the shop beyond a black curtain. They left me in the front of the shop just standing there as if I didn't even exist. I was so excited to be here, thinking that I was to receive Sir's initials inked into my ass or somewhere. I was nervous, but so proud to be taking this step. I sat down and started to flip through a font book as I searched out his initials imagining what they would look like etched permanently into my skin.
"Who the fuck told it to sit," the man barked at me as he came out from around the curtain. I promptly stood up. "Get in back we're ready for it," the man continued. The fact that he was calling me "it" was a bit off putting, but he was a man I wasn't about to argue with especially given that he was a friend of Sir's. I wanted to behave perfectly without embarrassing Sir, and already I had clearly broken protocol by sitting without permission.
"There, drop trou and bend over," he said as he gestured to a padded table. Thinking that I was about to have my ass tattooed, I began to protest,
"I'm not sure I'm ready for a tattoo Sir,"
"Who the fuck said you were getting tatted boy! You're pretty damn cocky thinking you are ready for my mark boy that aint happening today-- now drop your fucking pants boy," Sir ordered. I sheepishly dropped my pants as I was told. Sir unbuckled his pants, pulled out his hard cock then rubbed his cockhead in my asscrack and pushed gently against my hole. He'd never fucked me without lube before, and I began to panic.
"Down boy," Sir ordered as one strong hand pushed my head into the padding of the bench. I whimpered slightly as I felt intense pressure then his large cockhead pop into me. Slowly, Sir pushed his entire cock into me, then swiftly picked me up impaled on his cock and sat down on the bench. My entire body weight coming down on Sir caused his massive cock to push itself even deeper into me and I let out an audible moan. The man then approached me and began to swab my cock head with alcohol. As the alcohol burned, Sir's hands reached up under my shirt and began to squeeze my nips. The man had by now positioned a hollow tube metal tube and a needle that was aligned directly with my cockhead. I was about to be given a PA not a tatt! Sir grabbed my right hand, and placed it over the needle being steadied by the man.
"I want you to do it boy," Sir instructed as his fingers went back to my nips and he lightly bit at my ear.
"Oh God," I thought, "Is he serious he wants me to pierce my own cock "
"You can do this boy," Sir interrupted my thought, "you will do this for me boy, so don't even think about anything else, I've made this decision for you, now take a deep breath," he continued without giving me time to talk myself out of the situation. The man re-aligned the set- up and steadied my hand. I breathed in deep, and readied myself.
"Now," Sir commanded, and suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my cock. Someone had pushed a needle through my cock head not someone "I" had pushed a needle through my own cock! Before I had even realized, the man had taken over and inserted the piercing jewelry that He and Sir had obviously selected earlier. My cock had softened during the ordeal, and had now been manipulated into some kind of cock ring by the piercer. Sir's cock however had gotten harder, and he clearly needed to do something about that. He stood up, bent me over the bench, and fucked me as hard as he had ever fucked me.
After SIR came deep in me, he pulled out and pushed a large plug inside me, and the man that had prepped my cock approached.
"Congratulations boy, name's Cal," he said in the most incredibly friendly manner completely different from his previous demeanor. He explained how to look after my dick as the piercing healed. I looked down at my poor cock, and what I saw astonished me. Not only was I pierced, but my cock and balls had installed around them, a metal device that used the new PA to effectively lock my cock away. My dick was pierced and padlocked to metal chastity cage! Cal laughed when he cautioned me not to play with it for a couple of days as he handed Sir two keys. Sir pocketed the keys, thanked Cal.
"Wouldn't want you wriggling out," Sir commented as he saw my look of astonishment.
"Please Sir, I won't make the same mistake again Sir."
"Boy did you not just finish begging me to take control?"
"Yes Sir, but "
"But nothing. You have demonstrated that you can not be trusted with a free cock, so it needs to be locked up now be quiet."
We said good bye to Cal and made our way back to Sir's truck. Again I got in and waited for Sir to speak. He told me that he was done with me for today, and would drop me at home as he began to drive the short trip to my place. He cautioned me to look after my new piercing as instructed and if I had any complications that I should call him immediately.
"When will I be allowed to cum again SIR?" I asked.
"When I tell you to," Sir quickly replied. "If you want to go back to the old ways, let me know, and the keys to the lock are yours just ask to be released, and you can cum as much as you want, but you'll never see me again."
"When will I see you again Sir?" I asked as we came to a stop in front of my house.
"Tomorrow," he replied as he reached over me and opened the passenger door. "Come to my place as soon as you are finished at work, can you make five thirty ?"
"Yes Sir," I replied.
"Good then you shouldn't be a minute later," he stated as I got out of the vehicle, he then reached over, closed the door, and drove away. I stood there on the curb pondering his last statement as I began to feel my cock throb inside its metal prison.