By Mister-X/Spartan

Todd awoke to the sound of all the ‘clicks’ of his restraints opening, as well as the slow rising of the lid of the box in which he was sleeping. He yawned and stretched his limbs and removed his blindfold and gag before rising out of the box, being careful when pulling his ass off the dildo which was part of the box. It was the start of another day. After taking care of his emptying at both ends, he shaved his chin, neck, face and scalp and washed his face. Then he went out to the kitchen to start getting breakfast. He was still dressed in his pyjamas, which is what he called the full rubber catsuit he slept in. He turned on the television to catch the news. He had set his ‘alarm’ to be a few minutes before the 7:00 newscast so he could catch the beginning. The lead story was about a big storm that was due to hit that evening and continue overnight.

While breakfast was cooking he did his minimal exercises to start warming up for the day. He caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror and liked what he saw. He started thinking about the day ahead, and realized that it was the day for play with his friends. Since Todd didn’t have a regular job, living off the income from his inventions, he didn’t work a regular week and wasn’t that aware of which day of the week it was. His friends did do regular jobs, and their play would be on weekends, one of which began with this day. At the thought, Todd’s cock started getting hard.

Breakfast finished, dishes done, shower taken, catsuit washed and dried, he got into his warm-up suit and went to the garage to start his exercise regimen. Finished with his stretching, push-ups, pull-ups, sit-ups and jumping jacks, he left for his morning jog around the neighborhood. He met a few of the neighbors, both 2- and 4-legged, as he usually did on his jogs. He took along some biscuits for the 4-legged ones, who always looked forward to seeing Todd on his jogs. The 2-legged ones just knew him as the guy who lived down the street, the inventor. They were all friendly. They didn’t know about his kinky side. Not that his house, both inside and out, would look like he was kinky. The box he slept in, which he kept locked, looked just like any chest with the lid down, except for the air holes, which were hidden in the back next to the wall. He kept a bed just for show. He didn’t have a dungeon. For that he visited his friends.

Back from jogging, he took a shower, got dressed in his leathers, and went to his workshop to think about his latest invention, one that wasn’t completed yet. He was working on remote-controlled cuffs, and the problem he was thinking about was how to make sure that someone else did not have the ability to open or close them if they had a similar pair. He knew that automobile remotes had a 1 in 198 chance of opening someone else’s car, and he wanted to improve the odds from that. He was checking various sites on his computer to get more information, and eventually wandered over to bondage porn sites. His mind was still fixed on his play time tonight. His cock was affecting his thinking. Finally Todd gave up on his invention problem as he realized he was being affected by his cock’s needs. He went into the kitchen, got an ice cube, deflated his cock, and locked it into chastity so he could get back to work.

He was soon back to checking various internet sites that dealt with information regarding the problem he was trying to resolve. He spent several hours absorbed in that. It was only when his stomach started reminding him that he was overdue supplying it with sustenance that he noticed the time. He was going to be late for the party. He quickly signed off and turned off his computer. He always kept it off when he wasn’t using it to prevent anyone else from accessing his information. He strapped on his favorite leather collar, buckled on leather wrist bands and rushed into the garage to get into his car. He started up the engine, which automatically activated the garage door opener. He backed out and headed off. He had locked the front door when he had gotten back from his jog, and the garage door automatically closed when the car was a certain distance away. These were more inventions of his.

When he arrived at his friends’ place, they were already starting. They weren’t surprised at his arriving late. They were used to his behavior, knowing that he could get his mind wrapped up in what he was working on. But they were very pleased to know someone as talented at inventing bondage gear as Todd was.

Todd was a confirmed bottom, getting his satisfaction from being placed in bondage. It was also how he could realize all the possibilities for improvements in this play, giving him ideas for further inventions. It was a limited market, but one in which a lot of people were always looking for the proverbial better mousetrap, so to speak. His friends were ready for him, having ideas of their own for something different that Todd might like and which they enjoyed putting him into.

Immediately on his arrival, as per long standing policy, Todd had the rings that were attached to his leather wrist bands locked together behind his back. His cock always would start to react from this. But this time Todd realized that he’d forgotten that he’d locked his cock in chastity, and the key was in his pants pocket. He started to say something about this, when the other long standing policy kicked in. His friends put a gag in his mouth when Todd started to speak. This time they had decided to use a pump-up gag, one that would completely fill his mouth after it had been pumped up. And to further the gagging, they wrapped duct tape tightly around his head over his mouth after he was gagged. They were now ready. Todd wasn’t, but there wasn’t anything he could do about it now. His cock would remain in chastity, and his stomach would remain unfilled.

They placed a blindfold on Todd, and put shackles on his ankles which had a connecting chain about a foot long. They then helped him walk into another room. When they took the blindfold off, there was a familiar looking smiling face standing in front of him, but a face he’d only seen on the internet, not in person. His friends introduced Todd to the webmaster of his favorite internet bondage site. He obviously couldn’t shake hands, or speak with him, but he was pleased to meet him. The guy had brought cameras, as well as his assistant, and they were ready to film the play Todd and his friends engaged in. Todd was amenable, though he didn’t have much of a say in the matter.

Todd’s friends had been telling the webmaster about the various inventions Todd had produced. The webmaster was intrigued with a number of them, not having seen anything like them before, and wanted to see them put into use. Todd’s friends were happy to accommodate. Todd became the designated guy to have all his inventions tried out, photographed and publicized on that webmaster’s popular site. Todd was pleased to get the publicity.

After they had finished, Todd’s friends told the webmaster about Todd’s box that he slept in. One thing led to another, and soon the whole group was in cars on the way to Todd’s house. Todd was kept cuffed and gagged for the trip. The storm was starting in, and the car was buffeted by the winds on the way. The approach of Todd’s car was all that was needed to trigger his garage door to open. It was the first time Todd had come home while bound. Todd realized that this may not be the safest thing to have happen, that someone could rob Todd of his car and house location to be able to get in. But then, Todd realized that thieves could just as easily rob someone else of their keys and house location, so it was equivalent. He made a mental note to invent a way to improve his security.

He was kept in his car, not let out until the garage door closed after the car engine was turned off. His friends were careful to keep this side of Todd’s life from the neighbors. The guy who was driving the car opened the front door to let all the others in, as well as the photo equipment. The equipment was protected from the pelting rain.

Everybody inside, Todd’s friends got the key to the lock on the box and opened it. They brought Todd over to it so he could show them the box. Needless to say, the webmaster took lots of pictures of it, both lid down and lid up, without anyone occupying it. The webmaster also got pictures of Todd standing next to his box, still cuffed and gagged. Then the webmaster wanted to see it in action with Todd secured in it. That meant removing the cuffs for Todd to get out of his leathers and into his pyjamas. He was still kept gagged.

When Todd emerged dressed in his rubber catsuit, the webmaster started running his video camera while his assistant worked the still camera. Todd initially adjusted his ass to sit down on the dildo. Next Todd spread his ankles on top of the triggers for the ankle cuffs which were located at opposite ends of the box. As soon as his ankles were on top of the designated spots, the metal cuffs clicked shut over Todd’s ankles.

The triggering of the ankle cuffs closing also triggered metal coverings to close over Todd’s legs, both above and below his knees. After this Todd completed laying his back down on the box, which triggered a metal covering to close over his stomach. One of Todd’s friends put the blindfold back over Todd’s eyes, and Todd lay his head down, triggering the metal covering to lock over his neck. Todd then stretched his hands out to the top corners of the box, laying them down over the bands which triggered the metal coverings to close over them. Todd was now well secured in his box in an ‘x’ shape the way he would be every night. He wouldn’t be released until the designated time the next morning. The closing of the wrist coverings triggered the lid of the box to start to close.

After the box lid was closed, Todd’s friend with the padlock locked it again to the box so it could be photographed this way. With a big smile, he said, “I’ll be back in the morning to let Todd out. Todd’s alarm is set to open everything at a little before 7 AM each morning, but it senses when the padlock is attached, and won’t open in a case like that. So Todd is going to get some extra rest tomorrow morning.”

With that, the webmaster stopped his video camera, and his assistant finished getting still pictures. He thanked the group for an excellent picture-taking session of something that his viewers would enjoy seeing. The group left Todd’s house, making sure that the front door was locked, his friend keeping that key so he could get back inside the next morning.

Todd had little difficulty falling asleep, since it was his normal time to do so, and was his normal way of doing so. The box also kept out the sound of the wind whistling as that storm was beginning to focus its full force on the area. It was when he awoke the next morning that Todd got his first surprise. He was sure that it was past time for his ‘alarm’ to go off, but it hadn’t. There wasn’t much Todd could do but just wait. Todd’s biggest regret was that his cock was still locked in chastity. He usually erupted his morning Woodie into his rubber catsuit and cleaned it up later, but there would be no eruption this day.

Todd’s friend finally made it to Todd’s house. That storm had disrupted roads in several places with falling trees and other debris. When Todd’s friend unlocked and removed the padlock, he expected the lid to open and the other restraints to open, but that didn’t happen. His friend checked the clock, and found that the power was off. He’d heard on the radio that there were numerous power outages caused by the storm. He figured that the power would eventually get back on, so he left the padlock, left a note for Todd to call him when he got out, and left the house.

Todd’s housekeeper came on Sundays, the one day that Todd didn’t play with his friends or work in his workshop. This made it easier for Todd. Like everyone else besides his bondage friends, the housekeeper was unaware of Todd’s kinky side. Despite the storm damage, the housekeeper came as usual, since she had a key to Todd’s house, but noticed that the power was off, so she couldn’t run the vacuum cleaner. Instead she was in the process of dusting the box when the power came on and the lid started lifting. She jumped back startled, but was then cautiously curious to see what was inside. When she saw Todd in his rubber catsuit getting up, blindfold and gag in place with all those metal coverings opening up, she let out a blood-curdling scream and went running outside. Needless to say, this attracted the neighbors. It took Todd some time to get the neighbors and the housekeeper calmed down, still dressed in his full rubber catsuit.

Unfortunately this came at a cost. He was going to have to arrange to get another housekeeper. And the neighbors now started avoiding him when he went for his morning jog. Todd made another mental note to himself to get a backup power source in case the power went off again. At least Todd was pleased at how well the pictures turned out which were posted on that webmaster’s site.

 

The End