By ty dehner

I was exhausted and fell asleep bound to the table. I don’t know how long I slept, but Jonas woke me up with a slap to my relaxed cock.

“Time to wake up and get ready for your next round, gimp.”

He started working on the rope and slowly released each part of my body. Once I was free, he helped me sit up and turn, letting my legs hang off the edge of the table.

“Now we are going to really change things up for you. I am going to remove everything you are wearing, everything. I want you fully exposed for this next round. So, you will not speak even through your mouth will be empty, and you will keep your eyes closed when the hood is removed. I will let you know when you can look at me. If you understand, nod your head two times.”

I do so and am relieved that I am going to get out this rubber suit.

Jonas is in no hurry as he works to remove the duct tape on my head. As it reveals more and more of my skin, I feel the cool air drying the sweat. He then took out the cloth and I was ungagged for the first time in a long while. But I didn’t speak. Keeping my eyes closed, I felt his gloved hand stroke my face and head. At one point I leaned into his hand and placed a gentle kiss on his glove. He patted my cheek. He started working on the suit.

As he unzipped it, I could feel the liquids move around my ass and into the legs. He had to really tug on the suit because it was stuck to my skin. But slowly he was able to remove it. He had me stand so the liquids would pool around my feet and legs. It was settling well above my knees. He instructed me to hold on to the suit so it wouldn’t fall and lose the liquids. I stepped out and slipped a little on the concrete floor. He told me to stand still, and he took the suit away and the cool air surrounded my soaked body.

I felt some liquid drip from my balls and fingertips, but I didn’t move or open my eyes. I heard his boots as he returned and started drying me with a towel. He was not gentle and dried me with vigor. He was very rough with my cock and balls. He took the towel and worked the plug out of my ass. There I stood before him with my eyes close, keeping my mouth shut, naked before him.

It was very cool as my naked skin adjusted to the air around me. Part of me wanted to stroke my cock, but I didn’t dare. I wanted to see where I was, but I didn’t open my eyes. I waited for Jonas to take me to the next step.

I could hear clearly now, and I heard his boots approach me. My skin was very sensitive, and I felt his presence before me. He was close and I could feel the heat of his uniform. He lifted my hand with his gloved hand and put it on his crotch. He wasn’t wearing his cloth uniform that he was in when we started last night. It was leather, and I couldn’t help but think of him in my mind in a full leather cop uniform. I let out a faint moan and I thought of it and my cock jumped a little. I felt the leather and then touched around to find his hard cock inside it.

“Squeeze it, boy.”

And I did. I started to fondle is cock through his leathers. I think he got even harder. He then stepped closer to me and I felt him gently press his leathered body against my naked self.

“You can touch me all you want, boy.”

That was all the encouragement I needed as I took my hands and touch him. He was in full leather uniform. Long sleeves, duty belt with all the weapons and tools a cop need. I felt up his body and to his shoulders moving to his face. But he grabbed my hands and kept them on his body. I reached around and felt the tight leather on his ass and by the seams I could tell he was wearing breeches. That made me wonder if he was in Dehners also. So, I took a chance and felt lower and lower on his legs where I did feel the leather of his breeches go into the tops of his boots.

Oh, how I want to see this all, but I kept my eyes closed and didn’t dare look. His hand came upon my head and gently pushed it downward. The caused me to move to my knees and then lay down on the cold concrete floor. I was reaching out trying to find his boots when one moved right under my face and I started to lick the cool leather of his boot.

“Good boy.”

The other boot came up and settled on my neck as I continued to clean his boot. I was certain that his boots were clean, but he would enjoy a naked boot licker worshiping his boots. After a few more licks he stepped back and started moving away from where I was. I started crawling on the floor, naked, sightless, feeling for his boots. I would find one, then he would move it so I would keep crawling. As I crawled on the floor my cock slid across the concrete and started to get hard. I found the boots again but this time as I held the boot, I could hear the creak of a chair and knew he was sitting down. He let me lick the boot more and it became slick from my tongue. He lifted his boot under my chin and motioned for me to stand up. I did so awkwardly with no sight. I got to my feet and hope that I was looking at him. I put out my hands to see if I was, but Jonas slapped them so I put them to my side.

“You stand before me naked and exposed, just like a slave like you should be. You now know I am in full leather uniform which makes me extremely powerful to a slave like you. My friend Max let me put this on for you. You truly got a great honor by tasting my boots. I hope you appreciate it.”

I almost responded with a yes Sir but remembered that I wasn’t supposed to speak. I nodded that I did enjoy the honor of licking his boots.

“Damn, I was hoping you would forget about not speaking, slave. I was going to enjoy giving you punishment for speaking. Oh well.”

With that his boot landed right into my balls. I felt the heavy sole crush them and release extreme pain as I bent over as he moved his leg back to the floor. I nearly opened my eyes but all I saw was stars as the pain filled my body. I felt his hand on my chest and it pushed me to standing before him again.

“You see slave, I don’t need an excuse to punish you. As a matter of fact, that wasn’t punishment it was just for my pleasure. My pleasure is what you want most,

I nodded in agreement. I realized he was calling me slave a lot. Things seemed to have changed tone. His voice was lower and more confident. He hadn’t caused me any intense pain like kicking my balls.

“You know you can’t do anything, even though you aren’t in bondage. Yet. You are a fucking slave, exposed to whatever I want to do with you.”

I hear a swoosh in the air, and a heavy flogger strikes my back. It wasn’t as bad as the kick to my balls, but it was a surprise. Jonas was before me and I didn’t hear him move. Who was flogging me?

“You remember my friend that helped me bring you home last night?”

Another hit with the flogger. I nodded my head that I remembered.

“You’re naked in front of two men, slave. Two men you are going to do anything they want because I know you want to show us how you appreciate what we’ve allowed you to enjoy so far. Last night was for you. And you now need to show us how much you appreciate what we did for you. Now you will do what we want for our pleasure and entertainment. Guess what, you’re fucked!”

With that Jonas kicks me in the balls again and the flogger strikes my back at the same time. I can’t help but let out a scream in pain and as much as I try not too I open my eyes to see Jonas sitting in a leather chair with a huge grin on his face. He raises his eyebrows with a sadistic smile. Just then the other guy pulls a leather hood over my head that cuts out my sight, I reach up grabbing the collar on the hood.

To be continued …