By Rubrpig

Steven left the bar frustrated by the lack of action. Despite the presence of some very hot men in full leather, they seemed more interested in talking rather than any action. One man had especially caught his eye as he was tall muscular and dressed in full BLUF gear. A heavy langlitz jacket, leather shirt and tie, quilted breeches and wesco boots. Topped with a Muir cap which set off the man’s bearded face and enhanced by the cigar. He had approached and attempted to strike up a conversation but was rebuffed and he gave up thinking that he was just another poser in leather. What he failed to realize in his frustration was that the leather man was very interested in Steven and had been quietly observing him before Steven left the bar obviously frustrated from the look on his face.

The leather man finished his beer and walked out of the bar and look around to see which direction Steven had headed in. Seeing him on the corner he pulled out his cell and placed a call and told the person he called that he was heading in his direction. He hung up and followed Steven, his heavy boots thudding on the pavement as he watched Steven in the distance.

Steven was heading for his car which he had parked several blocks from the bar. His polished combat boots and his chaps creaked as he walked and as always he enjoyed the sound of his tight leathers. His chaps were skin tight over his levis and showed off his ass and crotch. As he passed the mouth of an alleyway he heard a sound which attracted his attention. It sounded like someone was calling for help. Being a police officer he knew he should check it out. He entered the dark alley and called out for whoever was there.   Suddenly, he heard a sound of someone behind him and he was grabbed and a cloth put over his nose and mouth.

A sickly sweet smell hit him and he slowly passed out from the chloroform. His attacker slowly let him slide down to the ground as he waited for the Leather man to arrive and help him. The leather man walked into the alley and saw that his boy had been successful and told him that he had done very well and then they both bent over and pulled Steven to his feet and carried him over to where a black van was parked. They shoved Steven into the back and the Leather man got into the driver’s seat and his boy climbed into the back of the van to keep an eye on the unconscious cop.

The leather man drives to his house on the outskirts of the city and parks. Getting out he tells his boy to get out and between them they drag Steven out of the van and into the house. Heading down to the basement with their captive, the Leatherman tells his boy what to do to Steven to get him ready and he heads upstairs once they drop Steven onto a table. Heading upstairs he takes off his muir cap, gloves and jacket and puts them away in the closet. He strips off his shirt and tie and puts on a heavy body harness and buckles it on tight which just emphasis’s his chest. He walks back down to the basement. His boy has managed to remove Steven’s boots, chaps and is pulling off the skin tight jeans. Tugging them off finally he removes the leather jock and then takes off the steel cock ring Steven was wearing. Finishing up by removing Stevens white t-shirt and vest. Between them they buckle on heavy leather wrist and ankle restraints padlocking them. Taking Steven off the table they drag him over to where there were several chains hanging down from a steel bar. Clipping the chains to the wrist restraints and then the Leather man hits a switch turning on a winch which raises and pulls Steven to a standing position with his arms spread wide over his head. Then chains are hooked to the ankle restraints and another winch pulls his legs apart putting Steven into a standing spread eagle position. Snapping a ammonia capsule under Steven’s nose, the fumes cause Steven to cough and groggily come to. He slowly realizes that he is restrained and begins struggling trying to break loose. Lights are switched on to light the room as the Leather man walks over and grabs Stevens head and shakes it to wake him up. Steven slowly realizes that this is the same man he hit on at the bar. Standing there bare chest was the man he wanted to play with that night but who instead had kidnapped him.

Steven began yelling and swearing at the Leather man telling him that he was a cop and he had better let him go if he knew what was good for him. The Leather man just laughed and picked up a leather plug gag and went to shove it in Steven’s mouth. Steven shut up and refused to open his mouth. The leather man simply pinched Stevens nostrils closed until Steven struggled for air and opened his mouth to gasp in air. The plug was shoved in and fastened quickly and tightened, then Steven heard the snick of a padlock and realized that the gag had been locked. Struggling and still swearing and trying to break free, the Leather man stood and watched until Steven stopped. His head drooped and he struggled to breath and moaned and groaned into the leather gag. He felt drool starting to run down his chin behind the leather plate of the gag.

He watched as the Leather man slowly walked around him circling him has Steven struggled to keep an eye on him by turning his head and twisting his body. The Leather man turned and called to someone and at that point Steven realized that someone else was in the room. A muscular man in chaps, harness and jeans walked over pushing a cart with various items of torture on it. The leather man picked up a leather parachute harness and knelt down and grabbed Steven’s balls and yanked down hard causing Steven to groan and struggle from the sudden flash of pain. The harness was quickly snapped on and then a 1 pound weight was clipped to the chains and dropped. The sudden tension caused even more groans from Steven. His cock grew harder and pre-cum started oozing from the slit. He then reached over and took a handful of clothes pins and began attaching them on the underside of Steven’s cock in a line from the head down to the root. The pain was intense, and Steven groaned and moaned struggling in the chains trying to shake the pins off his cock. The Leather man took more clothes pins and snapped to the underside of Stevens biceps and snapped them to the tender flesh. Soon both arms had 12 pins on each pulling and biting into the flesh. Then he picked up a pair of alligator clamps connected by a chain and snapped them on Stevens nipples. The pain flashed and Steven continued to groan from the pain but his cock continued to dribble pre-cum.   A small lead weight was then hung on the chain adding to the pain as the teeth of the clamps tore into Stevens nipples and beads of blood formed. Steven looked around in a panic wondering what he could do to escape and saw the second man now kneeling submissively by the cart with his head bowed and hands clasped behind his back. Looking at this man and moaning he tried to get him to help him but realized that all the sounds were muffled and that the man simply kept his position.

The Leather man stopped and looked at Steven and smiled at what had been accomplished so far. He picked up a riding crop and slowly began tapping Stevens balls causing them to bounce and Steven to moan and twist in his chains. The man then began slapping Stevens inner thighs slowly and lightly but soon the strokes became harder and harder causing Steven to groan and try to twist away. The hits grew harder and harder which caused his flesh to welt and redden. Finally the strokes stopped and the man stroked his inner thighs with his gloved hands. The Leather man felt the heat even through the thin leather of the gloves. Walking around behind Steven felt the man stroke his back and shuddered from the touch. The man stopped walked away. Steven struggled in the chains and suddenly heard the crack of a whip and then the tip cracked into his back causing Steven to scream into the gag. The whip cracked again and again striking various areas of his back. He felt something trickle down his back and wondered if it was just sweat or was it blood. The man stopped and walk closer to Steven and examined the welts on his back. The skin was broken and oozing blood. The Leather man smiled and reached over and picked up a shaker of salt and poured the contents over Stevens back. The reaction was intense as the salt burned into Steven’s wounds and Steven screamed and struggled in the chains. The heavy leather restraints strained and creaked from the pressure but held and slowly Steven calmed down. The Leather man picked up several bottles of water and poured them over Stevens back to wash off the salt. Then he poured hydrogen peroxide over the wounds to cleanse them. The pain from his back finally caused Steven to black out. The Leather man snapped his fingers and his boy jumped to his feet who snapped another ammonia capsule under Steven’s nose to bring him to. Steven comes to and weakly moans and groans. His body radiated heat and pain from the welts on his thighs, whip marks on his back and the ongoing throbbing pain from his nipples and from his cock and arms where the pins were still snapped to his flesh. The Leather man walked around and stood in front of Steven and Steven pleaded with his eyes for release and moaned and groaned. The Leather man reached out and quickly unclipped the clamps from Stevens nipples which sent Steven off in a paroxysm of pain and then the man reach and using both hands pinched and twisted Steven’s nipples which caused such intense pain that Steven screamed again and again. The Leather man smiled and picked up the riding crop and simply tapped on each nipple harder and harder causing Steven to dance and twist in his chains. Then the Leather man began flicking the clothes pins on Stevens biceps. Steven groan and twisted trying to beg the man to stop. Tears ran down Stevens face and the man smiled as he kept flicking the pins. Finally the first one was knocked off and the pain hit again. The man swung the crop hard at each pin knocking them off Stevens arms. The blood rushed into the flesh where the pins had been causing intense pain as the tissue responded.

The Leather man stood and watched as Steven struggled and twisted in his chains as the pain hit and finally lessened. Standing patiently he watched as Steven struggled and cried from the pain. He watched and waited, then as Steven slowly calmed down he reached down and grabbed all 6 pins on the underside of Stevens cock and pulled them off quickly. The pain hit and Steven howled and twisted screaming into the gag. Steven passed out and hung limply in the restraints. The Leather man watched and waited for Steven to come to on his own this time. After a few minutes Steven came to and hung limply in the chains and looked at the Leather man and moaned into the gag pleading for him to let him go. The Leather man stood watching and smiled at Steven. He walked closer and lifted Stevens head and looked into Stevens eyes. He smiled and spoke.

Well boy, was that real enough? Steven staggered and realized that the Leather man had heard Steven talking to some other men in the bar as he complained that there were no real Leather men in the bar. Steven turned red as he flushed with embarrassment. He mumbled an apology into the soaked leather of the gag.   The Leather man snapped his fingers and his boy jumped up and moved over to his side. He told the boy to remove the gag. Looking at Steven he told him that if he started swearing and creating a scene the gag would go back in and stay in. Steven nodded his agreement and the boy unlocked the buckle of the gag and removed it from Steven’s mouth. Steven worked his sore jaw from being gagged for so long. He wisely did not speak as he realized that doing so would just provoke the Leather Man who was in control.

The Leather man stood watching as Steven stood quietly in his restraints, his body tender from the abuse he had suffered at his hands. However, Stevens cock was still hard and dripping long strings of pre-cum to the floor where it had created small puddles. The Leather Man reached up and rubbed Steven’s left nipple with his gloved hand sending Steven tumbling over the edge again as the endorphins rushed into his system. His head rolled back and he moaned softly.

The man increased the pressure and the pain slowly built again and then as he backed down on the pressure causing Steven to ride the wave of pain and pleasure. He slumped in the chains which held him upright. Steven moaned, groaned, drooled as the pain crested again and again as the man played his nipples like musical instruments.

The man picked up a heavy flogger and walked around behind Steven and began working on his back and ass. The strokes grew in intensity as the wounds from the whip opened up again causing small trickles of blood to run down his back. The impact grew and grew in intensity as the Leather man worked on Stevens back. The Leather man had sweat running down his body as he played with pain as Steven groaned and rode the wave after wave of pleasure. The skin of his back was dark red and bruising, the heat radiated off his skin and the blood was smeared and still running. The Leather man slowed down and reduced the strength of the impact bringing Steven back down slowly.

Walking back around the Leather man stood in front of Steven and smiled. Well, boy you still want to arrest me for kidnapping you? Steven stunned stammered No Sir! The Leather man smiled and replied, at least you still remember your manners boy. So, boy you want to stay or do you want to leave. If you leave we will hood you and drop you back off by your car. If you stay you will be worked over. Well, what is it going to be?

Steven looked at the man standing before him that had inflicted the most pain he had ever experienced. He had been a player but nothing he had experienced had been this intense. He lowered his head and quietly said that if it pleased Sir he would stay. The Leather man asked when he was next on duty and Steven replied he was off duty for 3 days. This brought a smile to the Leather man’s face as this meant he had this stunning cop to play with for at least 2 more days. Instructing his boy to unlock the chains and move Steven over to the single chain hanging from the ceiling. Taking Steven over to the chain, he held him as the Leather man padlocked his wrist restraints together behind his back and then connected the chain to the cuffs. The chain slowly tightened pulling Stevens arms up forcing him to bend over to relieve the strain on his shoulder joints. He released he had been put into a strappado position which was an extreme bondage position which caused extreme pain. He struggled as the tension rose and he moaned and groaned loudly as he struggled to remain standing while trying to reduce the stress on his shoulder joints. The Leather man walked over to a leather chair and sat down and slowly lit a cigar. His boy knelt beside him and waited patiently.   The Leather man pointed to his boots and the boy quickly dove and began to lick and suck on the heavy boots of his Sir. Steven struggled and groaned as he fought the waves of agony from his shoulders. He rose on his toes and took a little strain but then his feet and calves cramped and he screamed from the pain of the cramps. He dropped back onto his feet causing his shoulders to jerk and take the sudden strain. The Leather man sat quietly watching smoking. As the struggle to remain standing continued. As the time passed, the agony grew and grew and when the Leather man finished his cigar he put it out. Between licking his boots the boy had also taken his cigar ash. Putting the cigar in the ash tray he walked over to Steven standing there struggling to ease his shoulders sweat pouring off his body. The Leather Man pressed a button and lowered Stevens arms and Steven collapsed to the floor as soon as the tension dropped off his shoulders. The Leather man unhooked the chain and unlocked Steven’s wrists. Telling Steven too slowly move his arms to get the blood flowing and work the muscles and the joints to remove the stress from the joints. He told Steven that he had lasted 45 minutes which was exceptional especially for a novice like he was.

After 30 minutes or so, Steven had recovered for the most part and his arms and shoulders only ached but the movement was almost restored. The Leatherman looked at him and told him that it was time to be put into storage for the night. Instructing his boy to get the heavy double leather strait jacket and put it on Steven. Between the 2 of them they strapped Steven tightly into the jacket and padlocked it. Walking Steven over to the corner of the room, the Leather man unlocked a jail cell and shoved Steven into the cell then locked the door. Get some rest boy you will need it. The Leather man and his boy walked out of the room their leathers creaking and their boots thudding. Steven struggled in the jacket to get comfortable and ease his shoulders. Getting it settled more comfortably, he staggered over to the cot and collapsed. As he fell asleep he wonder what else could happen.

 

Taken – Day 2

 

Steven slowly woke up in the dark cell. He groaned and shifted trying to stretch his arms but they wouldn’t move. He was still groggy and finally woke up and remembered what had happened. The heavy leather of the strait jacket creaked as he struggled to work his muscles but it did not yield much movement. Getting up from the cot he walked around the small cell to figure out how much room he had, his bladder was screaming for release and he needed to piss so bad. There was a stainless steel toilet/sink unit that he was very familiar with as the cells at the police station had similar units. He squatted down and pissed. His semi hard cock had to be trapped in the bowl so he could piss. It was difficult as he was getting hard. Finishing he shook himself a little and stood up. He was wondering how he was going to flush the toilet as he was still shackled and the short chain between his ankles did not allow him to lift his leg. He sat on the end of the cot and realized that he could lift both legs and press the flush lever. As he was doing this, the lights turned on in his cell surprising him. He quickly stood and wondered what was going to happen to him now.

The cell door was unlocked and opened. The Leather man’s boy was standing there wearing only a stained jock. He walked into the cell and grabbed Steven by the bicep and told him to come with him. They left the cell and then headed through the playroom and up the stairs. They entered the kitchen and the Leather man was seated at the table finishing his breakfast and drinking coffee. He looked up and pointed at a chair where there was a bowl full of scrambled eggs and crumbled bacon. Steven was helped to sit down in the chair and the man who he figured was the Leather man’s slave or boy walked away and began to clean up the kitchen. The Leather man told Steven to eat as he would need the strength for what was going to happen to him today. Steven buried his face in the bowl and slurped up the eggs and bacon. Finishing up he sat up and the boy came over and wiped his face clean.

Steven sat there quietly and tried to flex his muscles to relieve some of the stiffness. The men smiled at the sound of the heavy leather creaking. The Leather man stood up and stretched. The man’s heavy muscles rippled under the tight shirt he wore along with jeans and combat boots. Walking over to Steven he pulled Steven to his feet and told him to follow. They walked back down to the playroom in the basement. Steven struggled on the stairs to maintain balance on the steps due to the ankle chain and not having his arms free. Finally getting down the stairs he followed the Leather man into the play room. The man turned and told Steven to kneel. Steven managed to get down on his knees and waited. The man walked over to the wall and took down a studded hood which Steven recognized as a Sci Fi hood. The heavy leather hood was studded and had multiple straps to ensure a tight fit. There were only nostril holes and pinpricks eye covers. The mouth of the hood was a padlocked zipper. The man returned and worked the heavy hood over Steven’s head and laced and buckled it tight. Steven heard the faint sounds of padlocks clicking closed. Steven was then pushed off balanced and lowered face first on to the floor. The Leather man walked around and unlocked the chains between the ankle restraints and then grabbed a length of rope. He quickly looped the rope into the d ring of the restraints and then pull the ropes tight forcing Steven to bend his knees. When there was no more give in the ropes they were looped through the d rings of the hood’s built in collar. Tying the ropes off it left Steven in a severe hog tie. Steven was force to raise his head to take the pressure off his throat. The Leather man grabbed his and turned him on to his side and walked away. Steven struggled but managed to relieve some of the pressure on his throat. The man sat down and quietly watched Steven’s struggle. He rubbed his cock through his jeans.

Steven could see a little through the pin pricks in the heavy hood. He was able to see the Leather man sitting there and rubbing himself. Just then the Leather man called for the slave who came running down the stairs. The slave ran into the room and quickly knelt in front of the Leather man. Telling the slave to get busy, he sat back as the slave unbuttoned the fly on his jeans and worked his cock out of the tight denim. Diving on to his Master’s cock he swallowed and tongued the cock which was the main object of worship for him. He worked and sucked on his owners cock as it grew harder and harder. The pressure caused his Master to groan and he knew his Master was close to cumming. The Leather man pushed the slave’s head back and held him still as he pumped his load into the slave’s mouth. The slave swallowed and licked and sucked his Master’s cock clean. The Leather man stood up and snapped his fingers and the slave moved away and then stood up and left the room. He walked over to Steven and knelt beside him. Well boy, what are we going to do today. Leave you in this hog tie? or something else. Steven tried to tell him that he wanted out of the hog tie as his legs and shoulders were cramping. The leather man stood up and walked over to where the keys for the jacket and hood were. Returning he released the hog tie and let Steven’s legs drop. then he unlocked the padlocks on the jacket and began to unstrap the jacket. As the straps were undone, he worked the heavy jacket off of Steven and walked over and hung the jacket up to dry from all the sweat from Steven.

Then walking back over to where Steven was still kneeling he grabbed Steven and told him to stand. When he got to his feet the Leather man grabbed him by the bicep and moved him to stand under a hanging chain. The leather man reached up and clipped the chain to the ring on the top of the heavy hood. Then walked over and pressed a button and the chain retracted a little forcing Stephen to stand upright and almost on his toes. Taking rope he looped the rope into the d ring on the restraint on Stephen’s right ankle and then pulled up hard forcing Steven to bend his leg backwards and up. The rope was secured to the chain forcing Steven to balance on the ball of his left foot. For now he was able as he had the use of his arms. The Leather man stood watching as Steven struggled to maintain balance. He walked over and picked up a chest arm bondage strap. A wide leather strap was fastened tightly around Stevens chest and locked.

Then bicep straps were buckled tight holding Steven arms tight to his sides, then each wrist was moved up and secured in a leather strap. This forced Steven to maintain balance without use of his arms. The struggle became more and more intense. The muscles in his left leg began to cramp and strain keeping his balance. Sweat began pouring down his face under the heavy leather of the hood. The hood got warm and moist from the sweat and his breathing. He continued to balance on his left foot and struggle to keep it. The pain from the cramps burned and he groaned. The struggle continued and he could see the Leather man standing there watching the struggle. He turn and walked out of Stevens view and left Steven to struggle thinking he had been left alone. Steven lost his balance but the chain holding him held him upright as he fought to get back on his one foot. As he struggled he felt hands on him helping him to stand on his foot. The pressure on the chain holding him upright was released and his right leg was slowly lowered so he could stand on both feet. Steven stood quietly and wondered what was next. His shoulders ached from the abuse the previous night and now they are aching again from the position his arms had been strapped in.

The leather man walked over and picked up a bottle of water and a straw. He unlocked the zipper on the hood and forced the straw between Stevens lips and told him to drink. Steven drank quickly and the water tasted so good as Steven was sweating so much from the strain his body had been placed in he was dehydrated. The Leather man removed the straw when Steven had drained the bottle. The zipper was closed and locked again. Steven heard the man’s boots as he walked away and he continued to struggle to maintain balance. The time passed slowly and the pain of the cramps continued to grow. After what felt like an hour, he heard the boots of the man and then the chain slacked off allowing Steven to stand flat on the floor with his one foot. Then the rope slacked off and his other foot was allowed to drop. He stood quietly his shoulders still cramping from the position his arms where held in by the restraints. He could not tell if the man was still standing behind him but he stood quietly and rested while he could.

After 10 minutes he felt the man’s hands on him as the restraints on his arms were removed. The hood was still left on and was still connected to the chain. Steven heard another set of boots approached and realized that the slave had come down into the playroom and was standing there. The Leather man told the slave to bring over the harness on the table. He heard the clanks of the buckles and then the cool leather was draped over his body and the men began to strap him into the harness. The men worked on the harness and Steven soon realized that he was being buckled into a full body harness. Heavy belts wrapped around his chest and waist, then straps down the arms and legs. It took about 20 minutes before the man was satisfied with the position and tightness of the harness. Unhooking the chain from the heavy hood, he lead Steven over to another position and Steven felt them attach what sounded like chains to the shoulders of the harness and he realized that he had been put into a heavy suspension harness.

Then the Leatherman told the slave to turn on the winch and Steven felt the chains tighten and he was lifted off of his feet. He rose and then stopped. Then the Leatherman lifted his right ankle forcing Steven to bend his leg and felt it being strapped up so it remained bent at the knee and then the same was done to the left leg. Then he felt them hold his arms down to his sides and then they were locked to the sides of the harness. Hanging there was relaxing as there was really to stress on his body. He swayed on the chains enjoying the experience and that he was not under stress or his muscles straining. Then he felt hands on his pecs and fingers pressing and pinching his sore nipples and he moaned and groaned as the pain increased. Then he felt nipple clamps being snapped on which magnified the pain. Then the clamps pulled hard as weights were hung from the chain. The chain pulled down hard stretching his nipples. Then he felt the man’s hands on his balls as they were pulled down to allow a 2″ ball stretcher to be buckled on and left his balls stretched. Then the pull on his balls increased suddenly as a heavy weight was hooked to the stretcher and dropped. Steven groaned and moaned from the pain from his nipples and his balls increased. He hung there swaying which caused the weights to sway and tug at his balls and nipples. Steven heard the men walk away and heard them climbing the stairs and he hung there.

Eventually, he heard the sounds of boots on the stairs and then close to him. Hands ran over his body and checked his limbs to see if they were warm. Then the pain suddenly increased as additional weights were hung on his balls stretching them even more. The man moved away and then climbed the stairs and left Steven hanging there. Time passed slowly for Steven but eventually the Leatherman removed the weights from his nipple clamps and the ball stretcher. Leaving him hanging there, he unlocked the mouth zip and opened it. He inserted a straw into Steven’s mouth and let him drink his fill of cold water and then gatorade. The mouth was zipped closed and locked. Steven was left hanging as the man left the basement again.

Steven swayed in the chains and he dosed on and off in the darkness of the hood. The sounds of his breathing and the faint sounds of the men’s boots as they checked on him, added or removed weights and then just nothing. Time passed but Steven was uncertain of how long he hung there in the heavy harness. The Leather man and the slave walk back into the playroom late in the afternoon and checked on Steven. The sounds of soft snores indicated that Steven was fine and had fallen asleep in the bondage. They quickly moved to him and unsnapped the nipple clamps which caused pain to slam into him and then they removed the ball stretcher and more pain hit. Then he felt his legs being released and allowed to hang straight down. Then he felt the chains move as the winch was turned on to lower him back onto his feet. The men began removing the suspension harness and then he felt pressure on the heavy leather of the hood and it was slowly unbuckled and then unlaced then it was removed. For the first time in hours Steven was free to stand slowly and he was told he could stretch and relax.

Steven watched as the Leather man moved over to a shelf and removed a steel collar. He could tell that it was heavy and it appeared to be made of layers of steel and had a box fitted to the back of the collar. He watched as the man walked over and opened the collar using a special long key and then put the collar on him and locked it. Steven was surprised at the weight of the collar and he felt two prongs pressing against his throat. The man picked up a small remote control and pressed a button and powered up the collar. He walked up to Steven and told him to speak. Steven started to ask him what was happening and the shock slammed into his throat. He staggered and gasped causing the collar to fire another shock.

The man laughed and told Steven that the collar was designed to shock the wearer if the wearer tried to even whisper. So I would suggest that you don’t make a sound or you will just suffer and if you scream it will trigger the collar again. Should be interesting to see if you can keep silent or will you pass out from the shocks. Steven recovered and groaned softly and the collar fired again. Steven staggered and released that the collar reacted to any sound the wearer made by sensing the vibrations caused by his voice box. He stood quietly swaying trying to recover from the shocks. The man told him that it was time he was fed as it was 6 in the evening. Steven was surprised that the entire day had passed while he had hung in the suspension. He followed the Leather man and the slave up the stairs and into the kitchen. Dinner was in the final stages of being prepared and the man pointed to a chair and Steven sat down and kept his head bowed and put his hands on his thighs. The man sat down and watched as the slave finished the meal and put their meals on the table and the man told the slave he could eat and Steven watched as the slave picked up his bowl and sat down on the floor beside his owners chair.

Steven cautiously tried the meal and chewed carefully wondering if chewing and swallowing would fire the collar. It seemed to be ok and Steven carefully ate hoping that he could finish the meal without getting shocked. After they had finished eating, Steven was ordered to stand and walk over to stand by the seated Leather man. After pointing to a spot on the floor beside him, the Leatherman stood and unbuttoned his fly and pulled his cock free of the tight jeans. Telling Steven to be very careful, he watched as Steven quickly began licking and sucking on the man’s cock. He kept working and sucking on the cock until he felt the cock harden more and then spasm as the man came in Steven’s mouth. Telling Steven to lick and suck him clean.

The man smiled and put his cock back in his jeans and sat down. He looked at his slave and told it to get his humidor. The slave quickly stood and ran out of the room and returned with the humidor. The man opened it and selected a cigar and prepared it. Slowly lighting the cigar, the smoke began to fill the kitchen with the aroma of the tobacco. Steven felt his cock stir and harden as he knelt beside the man. The man sat quietly smoking. After a few minutes, the cigar had developed ash and the man looked at Steven and told him to stick out his tongue. Steven did not and the man again ordered him to put out his tongue. The man pulled out the remote for the collar and told Steven that he had a choice, a full power shock or put out his tongue. Steven quickly put out his tongue. The man took his cigar and tapped it gently and knocked the ash off the tip and it landed on Steven’s tongue. Steven quickly swallowed the ash and he gagged a little and the sound fired the collar. Steven groaned, and was shocked again. Steven fell back and landed against the wall. Resting against the wall until he recovered, the man ignored him and told the slave to take the next ash. The slave obviously had been trained and quickly and easily swallowed the warm ash.

Finally after the cigar was finished, the man stood and told Steven that it was time to put him down for the night. Steven quickly stood along with the slave and they all headed back down to the playroom. The man pointed to the cell and Steven walked into the cell and saw a leather sleep sac spread out on the cot. Steven quickly laid down on the leather sac and the men quickly worked Steven’s arms into the inner sleeves and then zipped up the sac and began lacing it up so it was nice and tight. The slave put a pillow under Steven’s head to support it as the shock collar was staying on. The Leather man then opened the zip and fished out Steven’s cock. Taking a syringe he injected lube into the tip of it and then pulled on a pair of latex gloves. Taking a package he ripped it open and pulled out a length of tubing. Working the tubing into Steven’s cock it eventually reached the sphincter of Steven’s bladder and then pushed through causing Steven’s bladder to drain. The tube was quickly clamped and the man then took a syringe and filled it with saline and then injected into the injection port of the catheter to fill the balloon which locked the catheter into Steven’s bladder. He then put the end of the catheter into a container under the cot and unclamped the tube allowing Steven’s bladder to drain.

Turning off the lights in the playroom, the Leather man and his slave went upstairs leaving Steven in the cell. Eventually Steven fell asleep and managed not to snore which would have shocked him. The night passed quietly as the men in the house slept.

The next morning, the slave came down and turned on the lights and unlocked the cell. He began the process of removing Steven from the sleep sac. Once Steven was out and standing up stretching, the slave knelt and pushed a syringe into the injection port of the catheter and removed the saline and deflated the balloon so he could pull the catheter out. Carefully and slowly, the tube slide out of Steven’s cock and his bladder sealed itself. Then the slave stood up and using the remote, he turned off the shock collar and then unlocked it and removed it.

Telling Steven to go to the bathroom in the back of the playroom, and clean up and make sure he douched as well. He had 30 minutes and then he must be finished and be upstairs. Steven ran for the bathroom, and quickly moved his bowels, pissed and showered. While in the shower used the douche hose and flushed himself out several times. Finished and toweled dry he then ran upstairs and into the kitchen. Standing there in tall wesco’s, padded langlitz breeches, a black t-shirt was the Leather Man. The slave was in levis, chaps, combat boots, and a vest. The Leather man checked him over and then turned around and pickup something from the table.

He turned back and kneeled in front of Steven and began working his cock into a steel tube. There was inner tube which slide into Stevens urethra and once it is was fully seated in his cock a steel ring was opened up and then closed behind his balls. This put the device on completely. Using small special screws, the device was bolted together. Without the special tool which the Leatherman put in his pocket, the chastity device was not going to be able to be removed.  The Leather man stood up and told Steven he would find his clothes over by the back door. Steven ran for the door and found his leathers, jeans and boots. Steven had to work on getting his newly chastised cock into his jeans and settled into a place where it was comfortable but he finished getting dressed. Finishing up he hurried back over and stood in front of the Leather man. The Quickly dressing and putting on his leathers he returned to stand in front of the Leather man. The man looked at Steven and told him that the device was staying on to insure that Steven would remain obedient.

The Leather man told him that they were going out for breakfast. Steven quickly glanced at the clock and saw that it was 10 am. The 3 leather men left the house and got into the Range rover parked in the garage. In the other stall of the garage, Steven saw a black van and figured that he had been brought to the house in the back of that van. The Leather man was driving and Steven sat beside him with the slave in the back seat. Driving for a few minutes, the Leather man pulled into the parking lot of a restaurant. The men quickly exited the vehicle and they walked into the restaurant. The site of the 3 men in full leathers created a stir with the other diners but they ignored it and sat at a table and soon had ordered coffee and breakfast.

The Leather man looked at Steven and asked Steven if he had enjoyed the weekend. Steven smiled and thanked the man for the intense session. The man looked at Steven and asked if he was interested in becoming his boy. He had been looking for a new sub but not another slave. Steven had proven that he could handle a lot of pain, intense pressure and long term bondage. Steven told the man that he was very interested but he needed to know who the leather man was. The man laughed and told Steven he had certainly had earned the right. The man introduced himself as Master Richard Birley and then pointed to the slave and told Steven that the slave had no name and simply responded to slave. If Steven agreed to become his boy, he would be superior to the slave but they would both serve him and both would suffer sometimes together and sometimes apart. There would be times that Steven would assist him in working on the slave and other times the slave would assist him while he worked on Steven.

The man then asked Steven what his rank was on the police force and which precinct was. Steven explained that he was a Corporal on the motorcycle squad in precinct 5. Master Richard smiled and told Steven that he was to report the next time in full uniform. Steven smiled and then said Master Richard, this boy would be very proud to serve you and become your boy. Thank you Master. Steven shifted his weight and the chastity device shifted and reminded Steven that he was locked up. Master, may I ask a question? Go ahead boy, he replied. Master am I to wear this device while on duty? Yes boy, get used to it, try wearing a jock under your uniform to support the device and your cock. Should put a nice bulge in your breeches as I am sure, you had them tailored to make them skin tight, Am I right boy? Yes Master, you are right. I do shower at the station after duty so how do I explain all this metal locked on my cock. Your problem boy. The device is staying on. This way you will be under my control while you are on duty. Get used to it boy as it will be one for a long time.

Steven nodded and looked down and wondered how he was going to explain this if he was discovered wearing it. His new Master finished his coffee and stood up. His new boy and the slave stood up and followed him over to the cashier where he paid the bill. Leaving the restaurant, the men got back in the Range Rover and Master Richard drove back to his house. They walked back into the house, where the slave quickly stripped off his clothes and boots then put them away. Master Richard looked at his boy and told him that in future he was to strip only when instructed to. Steven nodded and replied Yes Master. But I think it is time for you to be used again. Strip off and get your ass down stairs and wait for me. Steven quickly began removing his leathers and boots while his Master and the slave headed upstairs. Putting away his gear and boots, Steven quickly walked through the kitchen and found the door to the basement and ran down them and waited standing in the middle of the playroom, head bowed and hands clasped behind his back. The weight of the steel chastity device pulled on his cock but he was slowly getting used to it. Hearing boots on the stairs, he waited in position and shortly his Master entered and told him that he was pleased he was learning some manners. Snapping his fingers, the slave hurried over and Master Richard told it to put Steven on the bench and strap him down. The slave grabbed Steven by the bicep and lead him over to a heavy wooden and leather fuck bench. Steven got on the bench and settled into position while the slave strapped him down tightly into position.

Then Steven felt the slaves fingers probing his hole and putting lube in his hole. Once Steven had been prepped, the slave walked to the corner of the room and knelt head bowed and hands behind back. Steven heard the thud of his Master’s boots and then he felt his Master’s cock head pushing at his hole and he relaxed as his Master thrust in hard and fast. He felt his Master’s balls slapping against his ass. Then his Master began slam fucking his hole with long hard thrusts. He was fucked hard and then he felt his Master’s cock hardened even more and he squeezed down as hard as he could as he felt the cock begin to spasm as his Master came deep in his hole. Finally, his Master pulled out and then his Master moved around in front of him and told him to lick and suck his cock clean. His Master shoved his wet slimy cock against Steven’s mouth and he opened and swallowed it and began licking and sucking it clean. His Master held his cock in place as Steven relaxed and got used the taste and smell of His Master which helped bond him to the man who now controlled him.

Finally, his Master pulled out and moved back and put his cock back inside the leather pouch on his jock. His Master was wearing wesco boots and the leather jock, nothing more. Steven looked at the man and squirmed on the bench. His Master walked over to the kneeling slave and told it to keep an eye on Steven but leave him on the bench for now. He then walked out of the room leaving the 2 men there.

After several hours, Steven’s muscles were crapping from the position he was still in. He heard boots on the steps again and his Master entered dressed in boots, jeans and a black t-shirt. Ordering the slave to release Steven from the bench, he watched as Steven was released and stood stretching to work the stiffness and cramps from his muscles. He told the slave to go get dressed as it was time to take Steven back to his car. He then instructed Steven to go get dressed. Steven quickly left the room, his steel covered cock swinging as he ran up the stairs with his Master following. The men quickly dressed and the three of them left the house. Getting back in the Range Rover, Steven sat in the front as his Master drove them back to where Steven had parked his car on the Friday night. Arriving at the parking lot, Steven found his car sitting where it had been left. Master Richard told him to report back the next night after his shift and he was to be in FULL uniform.

Steven got out and his Master drove away. Getting in the car, Steven started it and drove home. Reaching his condo building, he parked in the garage and headed up to his unit. Once there, he suddenly felt exhausted. He laid down on his bed not bothering to undress and fell into a deep sleep. Waking up a few hours later, he stripped, showered and found something to eat and headed back to bed.

The next morning, the alarm went off and Steven got up and got ready for work. Heading for the precinct. Walking in and signing in, he headed for the locker room and began to change into his uniform. He had put on a jock at home to hide the steel device and he pulled on a pair of compression shorts and then a compression shirt. Then he pulled on his tight riding breeches with the silver stripe down the leg. Pulling his boots out of the locker, he took a brush and buffed them. Pulling them on making sure his breeches were smoothly tucked in his sock to prevent them from riding up his legs. Once his boots were on, he pulled out his body armour and pulled it on and strapped it tight against his torso, then he pulled out the dark blue shirt which matched his breeches and zipped it up hiding the zipper behind the false flap with the button. Finishing up by putting on his badge, duty belt and its equipment, unlocking the gun storage unit in the locker he took out his Glock 9mm and checked its clip and chambered a round. Flicking on the safety he put in his holster. Taking his heavy leather langlitz uniform jacket, riding gloves, and helmet he walked out to report to morning roll call.

Following roll call, he and his partner headed out and got their bikes, fueled them and checked them over. Riding out they began their day on patrol. The day passed uneventfully and they headed back in at the end of their shift. Parking their bikes, they entered and signed out from their shift. Walking into the locker room, Steven opened his locker and grabbed his bag and shoved his clothes and boots into it and turned and walked out still in his full uniform. His partner was surprised but did not say anything. Getting in his car, he headed to his new Master’s home to report in. Steven hoped that his Master would remove the steel device from his cock but he realized he might have to earn that.

Arriving at his Master’s house, he parked, got out and put on his helmet and pulled on his riding gloves. He walked up to the front door and rang the bell. The door opened and he walked in. Not removing anything he wanted in the entry for further instructions. The slave told him to go into the den where his Master was waiting. Steven walked over to the door and knocked, hearing his Master ordering him in he walked in. His Master looked up as a fully uniformed and equipped motorcycle patrol

Smiling at the site of the hard muscled body in the tight uniform, body armour and gear he stood up and walked over to his boy and admired the police officer. Smelling the sweat caused by a long day on the bike in the sun and heavy leather jacket and uniform, he grabbed his boys crotch and pushed hard against the steel chastity device. Looking at the police officer he asked his boy if the device was causing any issues while at work or when he was riding the bike. Steven responded that he had a little trouble at first but after an hour or so in the saddle he found a comfortable way of dealing with the pressure and the size of the device. His Master smiled and said that the device was now going to be permanent as it seemed to be a minor distraction and did not prevent his boy from doing his job properly.

His Master walked back over to his desk and sat down. He told Steven that he was to email his work schedule so his Master would know when he was free. He would be told when to report and what gear to wear.   Control of his life was now confirmed by his presence here in full uniform.

His Master told Steven that he was dismissed. The slave would give him the contact information he would need to fulfill his instructions.

Steven turned and walked out of the room, his Dehners thudding on the hardwood floor. He realized now what he had agreed to and that his life was now no longer his own. His Master now controlled him fully and he was aware that if he failed there would be consequences even though it was not stated, he knew his Master would be able to force compliance.

Steven took the information and put it in the pocket of his leather bike jacket and left the house walking to his car. Getting in he sat there thinking about what happened and realized that his cock was trying to get hard in the steel tube of the device. He smiled as he realized he had gotten what he had always wanted. A hard Man whom he could serve and be used by.