By Rubrpig

The week had passed quickly. After Sir told me that I was to be punished for keeping him waiting a week ago, I had been terrified that I had given him a reason to get rid of me. However, that night, he put me on the fuck bench and used a wooden paddle on my ass till it was dark red and welted. He knew I wasn’t really into pain so using pain as punishment would be effective in keeping me under control.

Walking through the streets on the Saturday of Dore Alley was exciting as there were already lots of leather men, boys, and pups roaming around enjoying the warm beautiful day. The actual fair was the next day but it was still exciting. The store had thrown a big party in the store last night where Sir worked and I was there as his boy, leashed and jacketed as he worked the crowds. I had on boots and my leather jock so my ass was bare and shown under the jacket so as we moved through the store, my ass got grabbed, pinched and stroked. Sir just smiled and told me to deal with it. I nodded and remained quiet letting my ass get abused.

Today, I was not sure what was going to happen to me at the store. Sir was scheduled to work the main cash desk. So I wasn’t sure what was going to happen. However, I knew I would enjoy it. I was in chaps, boots, jock and my strait jacket so was enjoying walking on my leash just slightly behind Sir on his right. I knew something might happen as Sir had me give him my VISA card again so I hoped some new gear was going to be added to my small collection. We got to the store and entered through the staff entrance in the rear and we walked through the store. The other men working in the store greeted Sir and smiled at the sight of me following as usual in my straitjacket. One kidded Sir and asked him when he was going to make the jacket permanent? Sir smiled and said, who knows what the future will bring for him. I was a little stunned to hear that Sir might lock me up permanently in my jacket.

By the main cash desk was a large vertical cage that was open. Sir walked up to it and told me to stand by the cage and wait. Sir walked back into the store and returned after a few minutes. He told me to kneel and he showed me a locking head harness and muzzle. He began buckling on me and strapping it on snug. The buckles were then padlocked. Once I was muzzled, I was told to stand up and once I was back up on my feet, Sir backed me into the cage and closed the door, then using a heavy padlock locked me in the cage. I adjusted my stance as best as I could as it was a snug fit in the cage because of the width of my jacketed shoulders.

The store opened a few minutes later and men began pouring into the store to do last minute shopping for gear and toys for the street fair the next day. Standing there watching the men come and go aroused me but I knew I had to be careful so not to embarrass Sir. After his lunch break he used to walk me around and get food from the street vendors. He then took me to the staff bathroom and allowed me to piss. Then we walked back to the cash desk and I went back into the cage, however, just before he closed the cage door he reached up and put a heavy blindfold on my re-muzzled face. I heard the door slam and the snap of the heavy padlock. I stood there listening to the crowds in the store and the men paying for their new gear.

Finally, Sir’s shift ended and I heard the cage being unlocked. Sir pulled on my heavy collar and I stepped out of the cage. He removed the blindfold and I blinked and squinted in the bright light after 4 hours of being in the dark. He had me watch as he paid for the head harness and blindfold using my card.

The next morning, after showering, I was back in the same gear including my new muzzle and we headed back to the store. Today Sir was assigned to the main toy counter in the store. I wondered what was in store for me but I would find out soon enough. Once we got to the store and Sir settled in, he knelt and removed my chaps, then my boots, finally he removed my leather jock so I was naked from the waist down. He opened a drawer and removed a well used pair of wide heavy ankle cuffs and buckled and locked them around my ankles. He stood and unbuckled the pinions and my arms letting me hang my arms down. He left the area and returned and helped me into a heavy leather suspension harness. He soon had me buckled and strapped into the harness over my straitjacket. Then my arms were strapped up and buckled tightly. Sir picked up the control unit for the electric winch I knew was installed over this sales counter. I heard the winch cables come down and he hooked the cables to the heavy D-rings on the shoulders of the suspension harness. He triggered the winch and I was lifted up about 3 feet.

Sir walked around me and checked the harness straps to make sure they were sitting right and he asked me if I felt any pinches and I shook my head. He then picked up a couple of chains and clipped them to one of the cross straps of the harness. Then he lifted my right ankle and pulled up on it, he clipped one of the hanging chains to my right ankle’s restraint and then repeated it with my left ankle. He again walked around and smiled, obviously satisfied with what he saw. He triggered the winch and I was lifted about 10 feet in the air so I was on full display to the entire store. My cock was rock hard and Sir laughed and said I had better not drip on him. I grunted into the muzzle and Sir laughed.

The store opened and it was even busier than the day before as the street fair was extremely busy. I hung in the store, and every so often attempted to shift my arms and shoulders in the heavy tight jacket. This just caused me to swing and sway on the end of the winch cables. The men in the store laughed and enjoyed the sight of my rock hard cock slowly dripping strings of pre-cum. After about 4 hours, I was lowered and unclipped from the winch cables and my ankle chains. I was led to the back of the store and allowed to sit on a toilet and piss. I finally managed to piss as my cock was still rock hard. The muzzle was unlocked and I was fed several protean bars and given a bottle of gatorade to drink. After being allowed to relax and rest I was led back out and hooked back up and lifted back into position. I remained there for the rest of the day.

Finally the store closed and I was lowered down. I stood quietly as Sir removed the suspension harness and restrapped my arms. He put my jock back on me and then my boots. Finally my chaps went back on. I was told to wait for him as he had to talk to the store manager. After a few minutes, the two of them walked back over to me. The store manager smiled and patted me on my ass and told me that I had been a really good boy for the weekend and made my Sir proud. I nodded in thanks and he then told me that I had earned a pair of leather police breeches and a uniform shirt as the store really benefited from the extra sales they had made as a result of my hanging up in the store all day dripping pre-cum. Apparently, the site of me hanging there had really aroused the crowd and word had spread on the street so more men came to check me out.

Sir unlocked and removed my muzzle and I opened and closed my mouth flexing my jaw. I asked permission to speak and Sir nodded. I looked at my Sir’s boss and thanked him for the very generous gift. Sir nodded and pointed to his boss’s boots and I knelt as quickly as I could and I licked and sucked on the smooth leather of the combat boots he was wearing making them gleam with my spit. He watched and then tapped my head and told me that he was pleased.

I sat up and waited my eyes down till given the word from Sir to stand up. He nodded at me and I stood up. He locked my muzzle back on me and put on my leash. He looked at his boss and told him that I would come during the week to get properly fitted for my new leathers. His boss nodded and told me to ask for him when I came in. I nodded which caused the padlocks on my muzzle to jingle. Sir tugged on my leash and we left the store and soon plunged into the crowds still on the street. We were recognized and were stopped a few times as men wanted to take pictures of me and Sir. We finally managed to get through the crowds and get to our loft building.

We headed to my apartment and Sir used his key and we went in. Sir turned and wrapped his arms around me as best as he could considering my bulk in the heavy jacket. He kissed me long and hard. Finally, he pulled away and told me that he was very proud of me and that I had done excellently all weekend. I smiled and dropped to my knees and shuffled over and kissed his boots then licked them clean.

Metal would like to thank the author, Rubrpig, for this story!