The Start

By JakBond

Guy got off the Friday afternoon train at Paddington and made his way slowly to the end of the platform, all the other passengers leaving the Bristol to London train swirled around him, but he really didn’t care, he had plenty of time and he was just enjoying the excitement coursing through his body. He was finally in London, and he was actually about to meet Paul, one of THE best bondage tops he’s found on Recon. It was a typically sunny & fresh day in London, and the busy city bustled and heaved its normal rhythm as Guy followed the directions on his phone.

Within 15 minutes he’d found the address with the blue door he was looking for but he was still 30 mins too early. There was a pub on the corner down the road and Guy grabbed a table outside and ordered a pint, sitting and watching the world rush past him. After all the excitement, the chats, the almost sleepless night(s) before and the very horny thoughts on the train the last hours, he was feeling very, very calm. The time arrived, and Guy, looking at his watch just thought, right, I’m doing this. Standing up, he pulled his bag over his shoulder as he crossed the road and went up to the blue door, pressing & holding the buzzer.

Immediately the door clicked open and as instructed Guy climbed up the 5 flights of stairs, on each landing there were two doors obviously leading to two apartments. On the 6th Floor, there was no landing, and he was confronted with just a single door. As he’d been instructed by Paul, Guy went through this main front door which was unlocked, closing it & locking it behind him. He was in a kind of lit entry hall with a guest toilet on the left, coat rack on the right and a 2nd locked door directly in front that obviously led into the rest of the flat, which was dark. Oh, and there was a vertical chain, padlocked to the ceiling ring and to the floor ring, just suspended there, rigid and tight in middle of the small entry room, with 2 pairs of cuffs padlocked to it at different heights and instructions, together with a 3rd pair of cuffs and a heavy leather hood, lying on the floor beside the chain.

Returning naked from the toilet, Guy read the simple instructions and smiled; they were simple, yes but he could see from the start Paul knew what he was doing. Guy was surprised he was so calm, he was excited, and horny and normally he’d have a hard dick just thinking about bondage, but he was relaxed, his dick soft, despite that horny feeling deep down. Kneeling on floor with the chain at his back and going through his legs he closed the 3rd pair of cuffs around his ankles. There was already now no going back – he was now unable to get out of the flat with the cuffs around his ankles and the vertical chain between his legs. At this thought his dick became hard. Fuck he was excited!

As instructed for “Step 2”, Guy took the foam ear plugs out of the heavy leather hood and rolled them in his fingers before he pushed them deep in his ears, then he pulled the hood over his head and lacing it up tightly, making sure the breathing hole was perfectly aligned and pressing against his mouth, then he tucked the lacing under the hood. Taking the small padlock that had also been in the hood he locked the last holes of the hood closed. He could no longer see anything and the heavy leather hood, together with the earplugs, was deadening nearly all sounds. There was no way he could get the hood off now. Guy took the large padlock he’d also found, and kneeling upright, he straightened against the chain. His hands easily found the D-ring at the top of the hood which he locked to the vertical chain.

Step 3 & 4 were easy, yet this was funnily enough mentally much harder to do than locking the hood on. Despite already being, to all intense and purposes, helpless, he still felt a bit in control and able to defend himself because his arms were still free. Right…. thought Guy, here goes… the upper pair of cuffs were quite large and had been locked already themselves, so they couldn’t be closed anymore, or closed accidentally and damage him. Simple but impressive preparation he thought. Guy leaned forward and pushed his wrists through the elbow cuffs, forcing them over his elbows & up his biceps. Pushing his arms down, his wrists then found the lower pair of cuffs which he closed around his wrists. Click, click, click, click, click… OH FUCK!

Guy’s dick was now rock hard. He immediately started to explore the restraints, but he was really trapped. He’d known he would be as soon as he’d read the instructions he’d found, and from the chats with Paul, but the reality… holy crap. Guy began to strain his muscles against the metal cuffs but it was useless. He tried to move his body to pull the cuffs down from his upper arms but the wrist cuffs & the locked hood prevented this. He tried to bring his legs under him, but the position didn’t work with the ankle cuffs and he just started to hurt his upper arms.

It wasn’t that Guy panicked, but he really wanted to get free. He began working the chain & cuffs, straining, moving his whole body against the restraints. However he was really and truly helpless. What the HELL had he gotten himself into. Where the hell was Paul? He couldn’t hear anything outside of his heart beating, his breathing, the chains rattling and the leather hood creaking as he struggled. Fuck Fuck Fuck… the fantasy, was fast overtaken by the reality. He suddenly strained as hard as he could against the metal, flexing his body, he imagined breaking free… but of course he was easily held. Well, you stupid muppet, thought Guy, this IS what you wanted… Guy knelt there nervously, at points still testing his restraints, aware that he had what felt like the hardest dick he’d ever had.

Paul had entered the room as soon as he’d seen the hood get locked to the chain though the backlit frosted glass. He always loved how new guys chained themselves and found it totally exciting to watch. With the leather hood alone, you’d not hear the inner door open, with the ear plugs under the heavy hood it was impossible for the sub to know he was there. He’d watched as Guy put his arms into the upper cuffs and his dick had also got hard as the wrists were closed in the lower cuffs.

Guy had made himself utterly helpless and he looked amazing: exploring & fighting the chains, oh it was perfect. Paul padded around Guy, admiring the new toy he was going to control for the next hours. What a sexy boy. This whole start and how the subs reacted told him a lot about how a session would be. He could tell Guy was nervous, as most were, but he knew Guy was normally the top himself and he’d not often been controlled, he could already see Guy was NOT submissive but wanted to get back in control; this was so much more fun than the dead fish submissive guys who just sat there totally enjoying their loss of control. Suddenly Guy tensed his whole body against the restraints, straining his muscles & let out a loud “FUCK”. Paul’s dick was now rock hard also, this was going to be so, so much fun!

Guy pulled hard against the chains. Where the hell was Paul – he felt like he’d been there half an hour already, reality he knew it was probably only 15 mins, but, still, where was Paul? Guy was starting to regret his hornyness, how he’d got himself in this situation. But after exploring his bondage & straining as hard as he could he knew he couldn’t get free. Suddenly he thought he felt something on his dick, he jerked away from it – was Paul there? It had been the absolute lightest of touches, if it was a touch at all? There it was again… & again… Well, if it was Paul, he wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of calling out OR showing he was nervous. Guy straitened up in the restraints, flexing his muscles a bit against them, putting out his chest, showing he was not going to be submissive to Paul.

Suddenly he felt a hand close fully around his dick, gently but firmly gripping his shaft and moving it up & down. Fuck that felt amazing, thought Guy, it was so much more intense than normal! Fuck…! The hand moved slowly, but ever so slightly faster, the firm grip modulating slightly along his dick, it was just stroking his rock hard shaft, the head… and Guy couldn’t believe how intense it felt. Probably because he hadn’t seen Paul, the excitement of the self-bondage start, his brain running ahead at warp speed… this just felt amazing! The hand moved faster & faster & Guy felt himself start to thrust against the hand, harder and with impetus. All his ideas of being cold & reserved had gone out of the window, this just felt soooo good and he started to thrust harder & faster against Paul’s hand.

Guy was in heaven thrusting hard against the hand, oh fuck he was going to cum… and suddenly the hand was no longer there. Guy continued to thrust his dick in the air for a few secs and stopped just as the hand regripped his dick & stroked it again firmly. 30 seconds later Guy was just about to orgasm again, he made a final thrust of his hips and again the hand was no longer there. Again a few seconds pause, the hand was again working his dick and Guy was slowly getting frustrated, he was so close to coming! This time the hand was edging him a little slower, but Guy kept thrusting hard against it, he was now going to cum.

Again, one more stroke would have pushed him over the edge but his dick was just hanging there in the air. Guy let out a growl. It surprised him, he didn’t growl! But fuck he wanted to orgasm.

Paul just ran his hands over Guy’s body, gently exploring his new ‘toy’. He knew this was going to be a very, very special play already from Guy’s reaction. He repeatedly edged Guy, it was so easy to judge from his reactions when he was close to orgasm: his stomach muscles contracted, his glutes contracted, the tell was obvious and he knew he had Guy exactly where he wanted. Paul kept this up for the next 30 mins, and the reactions & frustration from Guy were just getting stronger and stronger.

Eventually Paul decided enough was enough and his hand no longer returned to a very frustrated and growling Guy. Paul stood up and left Guy to go soft; still they’d not uttered a word to each other – again a GREAT sign that Guy was going to be a resistant sub. Paul returned with heavy leather mitts, some chains, ankle restraints and a collar. Soon Guy’s hands were locked in the heavy leather mitts, which were also padlocked together in addition to the handcuffs. The 3rd pair of handcuffs were removed from his ankles and replaced with the humane ankle restraints. These were padlocked directly by a 60cm long chain to the collar that Paul had also locked on. Finally, Paul locked a ball weight around Guy’s now very full balls and padlocked a chain to this. He then removed the three padlocks, releasing the hood, the upper arm cuffs and the handcuffs from the vertical chain. Paul reached under Guy’s arms and “helped” him to his feet. Guy couldn’t fully stand and he couldn’t believe how helpless he felt as Paul took hold of the chain connected to his balls and slowly pulled him into his flat!

“Grrrrrrrr!!!” was all Guy could utter as he was easily pulled into Paul’s flat.

© JakBond 2022. Posted here with permission.

Metal would like to thank JakBond and welcome him to the Prison Library!