On Display to Thousands

The sun is brightly coming into the room. Seems they let me sleep in. I am picked up from Sir Michael’s assigned guest room by my rental master, Master D. He brought handcuffs with him and puts them on me, my hands now secured behind my back. He tells me its not for him, but for me.

We are back upstairs in the dungeon where I am given my freedom, be it only within the confines of it.

“I’ve fixed you a blueberry/spinach smoothy for your breakfast. It’s got honey yogurt, bananas, protein and energy powders in it too.  (California health food people, oh wow.) Don’t worry, we didn’t screw with it, though your good friend DR. D did suggest we put a pee head on it, but I didn’t. I also have a granola bar for you. I don’t want you to have too much in your belly, but I do want you to be energized. You have a long day and evening ahead of you. My partner and I always throw a big party this weekend. You should be well used; you are somewhat of a novelty in my dungeon. And my group of friends always like something new, better yet, someone new. Someone that is new to it all. You’re perfect, thanks for coming”

He continues, “I’m going to leave you and go have breakfast with my other guests. Drink your smoothy and eat your bar as you work on your journal. Then shower and cleanse yourself. Its in your best interest to do a good job. Shave, brush your teeth, take your meds and anything else that is part of your morning routine.”

He then gives his final instructions, “When done, you are to cork yourself with the butt plug you’ll find sitting on top of the bigger cage. Its large, but with effort, you’ll get it in. You’ll like it, it’s a vibrater with multiple settings. Put it on high pulsing, that should be entertaining for you.  Get in the cage and lock it closed. You’ll see the open padlock there. I have the key. Inside the cage there will be a pair of handcuffs. Put them on, hands behind your back. The party starts at about noon. We’ll be back before then to get you ready.” And he leaves.

I follow his instructions. The smoothy was tasty. Busy night last night so there was a lot to record in my diary. (Sorry, that’s why this story is so long.) I did a thorough job in the shower. Made sure all was cleaned up afterwards. I took noticed that the special urinal was as before, unmanned. I’m not rushing but not taking my time either. I know that there are cameras throughout watching me and I don’t want to be punished for dallying. He expects me in the cage sooner than later.

I wasn’t offered any lube, so I assume the plug is to go in without it. I wet my fingers with my saliva and tried to paint my hole with them. Then I do the best I can with my tongue to lude the plug.  I turned it on. Vibration always helps with bearing the pain of insertion. Still, it is work pushing it in. As promised, its large and the final twist and shove is excruciating. It takes a moment or two to catch my breath.

I get into the cage; thankful I have been given the larger one. This one will give me a little room to move, the other there would be none. I maneuver myself so that I am in what I hope will be the most comfortable sitting position, then close the door and lock it. One last task, I snap the handcuffs on my wrists, behind my back in accordance with my master’s wishes.

And I sit. Caged and cuffed, butt being desensitized by the erotic buzzing of the vibrater plug the fills me. Plenty of time to ponder, fantasize, worry, even de-stress. That is one of the primary reasons I’m here. That, and because I love bondage and these guys turn fantasy into reality.

No clock, but in thinking it through afterwards, I calculate that I was caged for two, maybe two and a half hours before the boys entered. So much contemplating that I never got bored with my predicament.