so far away. A couple of guys walked past me making kissing noises. It was all so humiliating. I could only imagine what people were thinking. Seeing someone with nothing but a collar on was really not something you saw every day. I stood with my hands to my side. I was not allowed to touch or look at my cock as it was no longer my own. It belonged to my master and as it was his property it must be treated with the utmost respect.

After what felt like an eternity I spotted a man wearing all black approach the van. I could only assume it was Master Mason. He walked right up to me and grabbed my smooth sac squeezing it hard. It sent unbelievable pain all through my body.

“Master Mason. It’s so good…” His hand slapped me hard across the face.

“From now on you are not to speak or make a sound unless I say it’s ok,” he said. “And if I do give you permission you are always to address me as Sir and only Sir. Do you understand?”

I stood there motionless partially because I was too stunned from the slap but also because he didn’t say I could speak.

“Good boy,” he said brushing my burning cheek. “I see you’re a quick learner. Now I’m gonna ask you again and this time I want you to answer me.” I stood still looking straight ahead. “Do you understand your orders?” He asked one more time.

“Yes Sir.”

“Good,” takes out a long leather leash and attached it to my collar. “Now turn around for me.”

I did as he said turning to face the van. His hands rubbed my smooth ass. Digging in between my cheeks he pulled out the butt plug that has been my only companion throughout this trip. He slapped my ass hard with his bare hand and told me to get in the van. I climbed in and he climbed in after me closing the doors behind him, leaving us in total darkness.

“Lay down on the floor,” he commanded.

The floor of the van was sticky and dirty but I knew better than to say anything. Next to me I heard him rustling with something, but in the darkness I couldn’t see a thing. I didn’t have to wonder for long cause soon I felt a heavy rope binding my wrists together. He tied me up very tightly, binding my feet as well so that I was completely motionless. I thought it couldn’t get worse than that but then I felt a gag forced into my mouth.

After I am tightly bound and gagged he gets into the drivers seat and we take off. I had no idea where I was going and no one had any idea where I was or how to find me. I had followed directions exactly, leaving everything behind, completely giving myself to this man. I had never been so helpless in my life.

The trip seemed like it went on for miles and miles. I thought we were never going to reach our destination. When the van finally stopped I had no idea where we were or even what time it was. He came back to where I was and untied me. Slowly the feeling in my hands and legs returned. It felt so good not to be bound. The feeling was almost orgasmic.

“We’re home,” he proclaimed as he swung open the doors to the van.

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ratler	Posted: 2006/8/16 17:42  Updated: 2006/8/16 17:42
Tease Joined: 2006/8/3 From: Texas Posts: 33	Interesting A good read. Would certainly enjoy more.