Last week I was away travelling and because I have not really done a lot in a long time “fun wise” I decided I would try put myself back out there a little bit. So I got chatting to a nice couple, about my age who lived near where I was travelling and were interesting. They had this scene in their head where I would be the “chav” who gets kidnapped and cuffed for the evening and used as their play toy… There was a small language barrier at times but their English was very good, but the guy I was chatting to did not get some idiosyncrasies… though I did not see this as an issue.
As usual I did some due diligence and we talked about boundaries as such I was comfortable that these are professional guys, seem to be sensible and we have an agreed play framework on what the night will entail… so I checked into a nearby hotel, got myself ready and followed the clear instructions on how to get to their house and what I needed to do next.
I arrived at their house and it was a decent detached modern house in a nice area with double garage, which made me less nervous as this looked reasonable. Following instructions I parked my hire car and went to the side gate, into the porch where gear was waiting for me. I stripped naked and put on the chav gear and hood and waited…
The guy came in, I could not see him (the agreement was I was not allowed to meet them at all… which I was fine with)… My hands were put behind my back and cuffed in stack position with rigid police issue cuffs…. I was then guided to the double garage.
The double garage was a bit cold but they had heaters on, I was shivering a bit but this was more due to the nervousness – this is something I had not done in many many years, I was shitting myself!
In the garage the first guy lifted my hood so I could see he was wearing chav gear as well and a mask with eye and mouth holes, he told me I needed to be punished and he was going to make sure I am punished then grabbed my head and snogged me… he tasted really nice and was a great kisser – I realised for the first time that my cock had got hard… it was weird as I had not thought about it, I was too busy in safety mode that I had not actually got horny about this entire event until now!
The hard on did not last long as he grabbed my balls tight and squeezed and I cried out gently reminding him I was not keen on my balls being touched to hard… he said he can fix that and got a rope gag which went around my mouth and the hood came back down…. he proceeded to grab my balls as I cried into the gag…. he was not too hard though so was respecting what we agreed…
Soon after I got pulled to my knees where I found padded flooring – where I think they had chucked down crash mats or something… the guy thrust my face into his cock telling me to sniff it… this was good, I was enjoying this man handling and being forced to sniff his cock… then the hood came partially up as he removed the gag and pulled his cock out… I knew what was coming next and enjoyed sucking his lovely dick, while he was huffing poppers… I got a little of the poppers but I had made it clear I am not great with too many poppers!
The cock sucking went on for a while, with me working his entire cock while bound and hooded… it was so horny not knowing what the guy looks like, and his accent… but my cock I kept finding was not hard… weirdly my brain decided to analyse this while I was being force fed his cock… and I put it down to just stressful things going on in my personal life that are impacting what should be super pleasurable – after all I wanted to be cuffed, hooded and gagged, this is what I was here for!
The guy then got a bit rougher, pushing me to the ground (which was not so fun as in cuffs you can’t stop yourself from hitting the floor with your face!)… luckily the crash mats helped… he then sat on my back and slid down my pants get to my ass… telling me he owns this ass and I am on object for his pleasure only… I could feel his hard cock rubbing against my ass… then he told me that it was now his partners turn… his cock is huge and it will hurt but I have to be a man and take my punishment…
His partner came in and did not speak good English, I struggled to understand instructions and got slapped a few times. The cuffs were starting to hurt and made worse by the BF who used the rigid cuffs as a control mechanism, inflicting pain by grabbing the cuffs to move me about…. I was again put on my knees and he sat in a chair offering his cock… telling me I have to be good at this… but the angle was not so easy he was clearly taller than the other guy and it was difficult to get a good angle, he kept telling me to use tongue as the angle was too high and he was more closer to my top teeth!! I ended up getting more slaps and some physical abuse to comply… at this point I was not enjoying this as much… my mind had started to wonder elsewhere and my cock was soft… I was debating calling it and going back to hotel… but eventually after god knows how long the guy was close to coming and so I put a bit more effort in and got him over the line…. my throat chocking with his cum as he forced my throat deep into his cock as he cum. He was clearly a cum and run guy, as once he had cum I was placed back on my knees and the other guy came in, asking if I liked that and telling me a did a good job… clearly he was the more caring of the two… or just had better grasp of English? The guy then said that we needed a break so gave me some water to drink and laid me on the floor telling me they will be back in about 30 minutes for more and that my ass best be clean for the next bit… He told me he needs to make sure I don’t make too much noise so after the water the hood was lifted and a blindfold was applied…. then I heard the tape getting pulled and it was wrapped around my mouth… I now knew why they had asked me to trim my beard, but I didn’t have capability to do that while travelling so could not – and I was not going to try and go to a barbers while out of the UK!
So here I am, in chav gear, laying on a garage floor, cuffed, blindfolded and gagged with tape around my mouth… this is the time you start debating your life decisions and how the fuck you got here!
I had been burning the candle at both ends recently working silly hours on evil corp stuff and my business partner in my other business has been busy re-structuring the business and pushing me to provide loads of info to banks and accounts people… then there was the impending thing coming up with my ex… so needless to say I had not slept very well recently and now here on the floor with no sensory input… I fell asleep!
I was awoken by the door opening and footsteps coming in… the heating had shut off so I heard them switch that back on and same with the music from Alexa… then one of them came and sat next to me… I could smell alcohol but I could taste it when kissing the guy earlier… he then sat across my back with the cuffs very much hurting now as I am pretty sure that my arms were not designed for this kind of pressure, I was whimpering but still had the tape very securely round my mouth so could not shout and tell him to stop… he tilted my head and told me I need poppers… (now I had already told them not too much!)… the gas mask was forced over my nose and mouth… the poppers were strong… almost gagging me with the stench… I tried to pull back and to shake my head to stop but was forced back into it… I was almost at the point of passing out when he stopped. He pulled my pants down and his cock was forced into my ass… my brain was all over the place and definitely not with it and I was not even sure I was safe here… I had gone into a panic mode and was trying to tell the guy to stop… I am not sure how long he was doing this as my brain was not engaged…. I remember then the guy getting up and picking me up and putting me across the bench with straps holding my legs apart and to the bench, my arms still in cuffs behind my back and in a lot of pain now… again he grabbed my head and I was force fed poppers until this time I did pass out…. I am not sure how long I was out but remember coming to and he was fucking me and I was trying to scream red and stop but he was just carrying on… I don’t know if he came or not but eventually it stopped and I just was limp but still attached to the bench somehow… my ears were screaming and my head was all over the place… I was not horny at all… instead scared and worried about what the fuck had I let myself into!
The other guy came in and was asking if I was ok, I think he could see it had gone too far… I was not in a fit state at this point… he put me on the floor in the recovery position and took the cuffs off and the tape… giving me water asking me if I was ok. I told him I called red and said stop but his partner carried on… he didn’t say anything to that… he was just stroking my head and telling me I am ok.
After a while I was starting to come back to normal and the guy was saying that maybe they should have been a bit softer for first time with me… in my head I was panicking was the guy safe? Did he BB me? I did ask the guy and he reassured me that they are always safe and pointed to the condoms on the floor… but my mind was still all over the place… I don’t know how long I was on the floor with this guy cuddling me but I remember saying I needed to get back to the hotel… and so he asked if I was OK to drive and suggested I stay with them… I declined and so was taken into the porch where I changed back into my clothes and jumped in the car…
I drove out and round the corner and pulled up… my head was still a mess… I was not sure I should be driving but needed to get out of there. Clearly the guy I had been talking to is sensible, a nice guy and caring… but his BF maybe not so… or maybe it was the language barrier? I don’t know! I felt violated and not happy that I had called red and been ignored.
When I got back to the hotel I had one of the long long showers… the ones where you are re-thinking what the fuck you are doing… and got a bit upset with myself… me trying to push myself back out there had put me in what could have been a really dangerous situation. I was cut, bruised and looked like I had been to fight club… all because I wanted to have some fun and wanted to do a kidnap scene?
Maybe it is time to rethink my life choices?