By ty dehner

At times, the day passed quickly and at other times it passed oh so slowly. As the day went on, I wanted to be released more and more. It was getting harder for my cock to get harder, and the electro only seemed to be more intense each time. My breathing was labored in the hood, being gagged with the piss-soaked sock and the duct tape keeping it in. Even though the piss kept my mouth moist, my throat was getting scratchy because of the moaning and screaming I would do as the electro reach the high frequencies.

I was sweating in the heavy leather I was strapped into, but the hood kept my nose filled with the smell of leather. It was diabolical what Jonas had done to me. I had shot my load over and over, probably six or seven times. I lost count, just like I didn’t know the time of day or even where I was kept.

I didn’t know when Jonas or Max might return.

As I enjoyed the rest, I tried to get into things to that I could get hard and shoot another load. Another round started, and like the others before it was random and I didn’t know the extent of suffering I was going to endure. After a while I was able to get hard, as I felt the tightness of the bondage I was in. Things were building again, and as I was getting hard I started to lift my head. Quickly it was pushed down, and I felt something on the sides and top that kept my head from moving.

I realized that Jonas or Max had returned. But keeping me more immobile was adding to the intensity. This did make my cock grow. A leathered hand gripped my cock and slowly started stroking it. It wasn’t keeping up with my needs to reach the climax and tempo of the electro and my struggling. Then another finger covered the grommet hole on the hood, and I struggled for air. I was totally at the mercy of Jonas now; I couldn’t even move as the electro increased and I yelled into the gag. It wasn’t long before I hit the point of no return and worked so hard to shoot the little cum that was left in me.

Whoever was on my cock increased his strokes, the air was opened then closed and with one final intense shock I pushed that cum out of my cock and it dribbled down my cock. The gloved hand just rubbed it into my cock and the electro came to an end and my breathing returned.

I caught my breath and allowed myself to relax. One of them patted me on the chest and I felt a kiss to my gagged lips. They then disappeared again.

I fell asleep and when I woke, I could feel the straps holding me to the table being removed. They worked together undoing the lacing and opening the leather sleep sack. It was the first time in hours that I felt fresh cool air on my body. The electro had been removed from my cock and they helped me sit up, still with the gag taped in and the hood on my head. Adjusting me to sit on the edge of the table my feet we inserted into cold rubbery boots.

It was then I realized that I was being put back into the dry suit. As they pulled it up I could feel the sweat and piss that was in it was still there. They had me stand and held the suit at my knees. Jonas re-installed the metal chastity with the small spikes and then the suit went up the rest of my body. They zipped it closed and locked it, leaving the headpiece to hang down behind my neck. I was just getting adjusted when the heavy steel wrist restraints were added and quickly I was being led out of the room.

We ended up outside again and I was pushed back into the bed of Jonas’s truck. The liquids in the suit washed over me again. It wasn’t long before he had me secure as before and we were on the road.

It was a long ride, but we eventually arrived back to my place. Jonas released me from the truck bed and led me through the house and into my bedroom. He put his hand on my shoulder and had me kneel. The sweat and piss in the suit gathered around my knees. He started working the locks and straps on the hood, and it came off. I could see him again for the first time in hours. He was in his cop uniform, smiling at me kneeling at him. He worked the tape off my head, not without taking a few hairs with it! And the sock gag came out. I looked at him.

“You can speak.”

For the first time in hours I heard words come out of my mouth.

“Thank you, Sir,” was all that I could say. Jonas bent down and kissed me deeply, holding my head with his gloved hands.

“I wasn’t sure you could take it all, but you were impressive! You spent two and half days in bondage and storage, fucker.”

I couldn’t believe that, and I looked at him. He nodded.

“It’s true, it’s Sunday evening. I wanted to get you home because I know you have to work tomorrow.”

I looked at myself in the mirror on the wall in the dry suit.

“Yea you’ve really gotten good use out of that. I think you look amazing in it.”

He rubbed my head and ran his hands down the suit.

“As a matter of fact, I’m almost done with you, but you aren’t done with the suit. So, here is how things are going down. You have been locked into the suit, as you know. This time it is a combination lock. Since you work at home, I’ve decided you will stay in the suit until next Friday night. I will come by and let you out. Or maybe I take you out again and we’ll see what we can do to you next weekend. My Marine friend is in town and he was talking about doing some Marine Corp PT for the weekend. Imagine having to work out in the desert wearing that suit weeks with a week’s worth of liquids in it!

“But – ” was all I got out.

“I will gag you for the week if you say anything more. Time for me to go, you can go to bed or do whatever you want for the next week.”

Jonas kissed me again, giving my cheek as gentle slap and walked out of my bedroom. I couldn’t believe my cock had the energy, but it was getting hard and then I felt the spikes and realized I was stuck in that chastity device for the week also!

I heard the garage door open and Jonas drive away. I stood looking at myself in the mirror and in the rubber suit I was locked in. I went to my closet, took out my muzzle and put it on. It just seemed I should be gagged for the night. Lying on my bed with the piss running over me and started the night and closed my eyes.

The End

Metal would like to thank ty dehner for this story!