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7 Days in Berlin – Part 03

By Takeo

Day 1 – Tuesday – Awaiting Sir’s arrival

Time passes slowly, blind in a cell. I have no temporal reference, it is the absolute silence in the apartment, I perceive only the noise of the chains when I move.

Already, I feel a tension in my arms, pulled horizontally. My fists closed in the mitts are also sore, and the chain which pulls on the top of my head is also rather tense. I try to move a little to lean my back on the wall and relieve myself, impossible, the chains are too tense. Even if I am not in a bondage that prevents me from moving completely, I feel a growing tension and constraint in the muscles.

I don’t know how long I’m going to hold on like this – or how long I’m supposed to hold on…

I replay the last events in my head, from leaving home in my gym clothes to being stuck here in my uniform alone in a cell. I can’t believe what’s happening to me. I’ve already gone beyond many of my limits, including willingly submitting to strangers. But this time, unlike my previous encounters with Florian, I really want to go further to satisfy him, to do whatever he asks me to do without reluctance and to really be in my role as a slave seeking nothing more than to satisfy him. My cock is hard in my cage as my imagination wanders and I think of the multiple possibilities of bondage and games that I will be able to experiment during these few days.

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7 Days in Berlin – Part 02

By Takeo

Arrival in Berlin

Just as the train stops, I hear a noise. An envelope slips under the door. I hastily tear it off and find a key. I immediately try it and manage to open the padlock of the chain that links my wrists. I take the envelope back to look for the other keys, but nothing, the envelope is empty. I hear the controller going around the compartments. He knocks on the door and asks me to get off. I tell him I will be out in a minute. I have no choice than to accept the situation, there will be nothing more.

I put on my t-shirt and get down on the platform, leather cuffs padlocked on my wrists and chastity belt under my sports outfit, fortunately not too tight. I hide the leather pieces by putting my hands in my pockets. But finally at this hour at the Berlin train station, people are in a hurry to go to work and nobody pays attention to the little Swiss guy in sportswear. I walk down the platform thinking about the events of the day before and what is to come. I feel my cock start to harden, stopped immediately by the cage…

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7 Days in Berlin – Part 01

By Takeo

Prologue

Lausanne, Switzerland. The temperature is high for the beginning of summer. It feels so good to be able to walk around in shorts and t-shirt after the long months of a particularly harsh winter. I am standing on the platform of the main station, waiting for the early evening Intercity train that will take me to Basel. I check on my mobile phone to make sure that I have the ticket for the night train which Sir Flo sent to me a few days before.

Found it. Monday, June 10th 2022, Departure 21.13 from Basel, arrival 07.20 in Berlin. The ticket indicates a cabin with four couchettes. Being shy, I would have preferred a private compartment, even if I had to pay something extra myself, but Sir didn’t give me this possibility. I have nothing with me, not even a backpack. I followed the instructions left by Sir and took only my phone and my ID, nothing else. To spend seven days at the SM Apartments, I would have thought that Sir would ask me to take a few outfits and some gear with me, in addition to my personal belongings, but no, nothing. Not even my chastity cage. Not even money.

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