By Steellock
Matt awoke to near darkness again. He could hear his own breathing but muted, it was getting faster but memory came back and he calmed down. It must be late Sunday afternoon.
Sitting up he ran his hands over his chest and body, feeling the stiffness and sore marks from the whipping this morning. Strangely though after the massage he felt loose and his skin glowed. Then he felt over the thick leather ‘Sci fi’ hood on his head. It was becoming normal; funny how you can adapt to things. His feelings of being enclosed and trapped by it were going and he now felt it to be warm and reassuring with it’s tight grip. His fingers touched the padlock at the neck and he felt his cock twitch; it was really quite horny being locked in. He could see in the dim light as it filtered through the pinprick holes over each eye. That he was also getting used to and barely noticed it this morning.
The door opened and Jess came in grinning. ‘You awake boy?’ he asked and Matt slid off the bench and slowly stretched. Jess just stood enjoying the view! Then he stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Matt and hugged him.