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‘We are going to a party during the weekend, so I think you are in need of some new gear.’
Slave stays still, well it isn´t that he has much options, bound as he is, kneeling next to his Master’s couch. He is wearing a rubber hood and a gag that has a little tray to hold Master’s whiskey glass. He perks up though, a party is always nice. Master s always in a good mood and there will be a lot to look at and if he is well behaved there even will be snacks and champagne.
‘We have an appointment tomorrow morning.’
Slave remains in position. He always enjoys being taken out of the house, especially to get new gear.
* * *
‘Good morning sir, please, have a seat, can I get you a cappuccino?’
‘Yes please.’
A soft cushion is placed next to Master’s chair. Once his Master sits down, he kneels on the cushion. Harrison, the owner of the store gives a curt smile.
‘So how can we be of assistance?’
‘We’re attending a party on the weekend and we are in need of a new outfit, bought a play outfit as a more formal attire.’
‘Of course, can I take your salve to the pedestal?’
‘Of course.’
Harrison accepts the leash and gently escorts him to the pedestal that is installed in the middle of the room in front of several mirrors. Once he is kneeling there, the leash is unclipped and set aside.
‘So I assume a new collar and leash as well, do they need to fit the outfit or do you have something specific in mind?’
‘Either will be fine. Do you have suggestions?’
‘I assume you will be wearing a black tuxedo?’
Master nods, ‘classic snit.’
‘May I suggest black leather pants with a matching corset. If you want to make it more formal you can put a white shirt under it, leaving the top open. We can keep the corset under the nipples, so you can show off the nipple piercings. I have a matching collar, muzzle, leash, anklets and wristlets, if wanted. Under the leather pants, we can put a nice black thong.’
Master clearly is interested. A shop assistant bring his cappuccino.
‘Shall I show it?’
‘Please do. I am intrigued by the corset.’
So is slave, he has never worn one before. Harrison gets the outfit and starts dressing slave. The outfit is more comfortable than slave expected. The collar is a wide black leather one with a ring in the front. The wristlets are made from the same supple leather and have rings so they can easily be attached to each other or something.
‘I don´t want the muzzle, I might need that mouth. You said something about a corset?’
‘Yes, let me put it on.’
Harrison and the sales assistant fasten the corset in place and fasten the straps in the back.
‘The corset is made of black dyed cow leather with steel bones. The steel bones will make it possible, if you want to create an hourglass figure on him.’
‘Interesting.’
The corset is tight but not uncomfortable so and as Harrison promised, it reaches just under his nipples. His piercings are on full display. He can see his Master’s interest increasing.
‘He looks stunning. I’ll but the complete outfit. Is there a panel gag available?’
‘Of course.’
‘Sold.’
* * *
Saturday evening…
Trainer prepared him, the corset is tied in place, just a tat tighter than Harrison did in the store. His breathing isn´t constricted, well maybe a bit. Trainer is changing out his piercings for gold rings that are connected with delicate golden chains to the ring on his collar. His septum piercing is also changed out for a matching one. He feels beautiful. His hair was earlier braided by Master’s hairdresser.
‘Well I think your Master will be very happy. Let me just add some eye liner. It will make those gorgeous baby blues stand out.’
‘There, all done. Go show yourself.’
Slave walks towards the living room where Master is probably waiting for him.
‘Master.’
The man turns around and his eyes widen.
‘Wow, you really do look gorgeous. Let me get your cloak and we can go.’
Master drapes the black velvet cloak over his shoulders, closing it and taking a matching leash and attaching it to the ring of his collar. A soft pull urges him to follow his master, who also looks dashing in his new tux.
Master’s driver is already waiting for them and them make themselves comfortable in the car. The party is being held in the city. While they drive up there, Master fastens the panel gag with a ball inside, and
They arrive in an underground parking and Master guides him to the elevator that goes directly to the penthouse. When the door opens Master is welcomed by a host and slave obediently stays to the side. He is sort of happy that Master is holding his leash, he can feel a lot of eyes on him and he is still wearing his cloak. Keeping his eyes down like he was taught, he waits until a servant takes his Master’s and his coat. He know that only his Master deserves his attention, so he keep his eyes downcast, until there is a soft tug on the leash. Accepting a glass of champagne, they make their way through the party. Every room is filled with patrons, some with slave, but those are the happy few. The person who is throwing the party must be very wealthy, because there are slaves on display in almost every room. They are all gorgeous and well trained. Some are place in positions as living statues, slave can only hope Master doesn´t get inspiration. He had to learn it during his training and it felt like torture. He knows it is not so bad if you can zone out, but otherwise…
The next room they enter, is less crowded. Master stops to talk to some people, receiving more than one compliment on his slave. It makes slave proud to hear the praise. Since there are less people her, he dares to let his eyes wander. Two slaves are tied over spanking benches and are being spitroasted between fucking machine. The tick dildos merciless pounding into the girl’s cunt and mouth and the boy’s ass and mouth. It looks uncomfortable enough but it stirs something in his groin nonetheless.
He starts when Master’s voice whispers, ‘enjoying the show?’ in his ear. He can feel a blush creeping in his chest and face.
He nods and he can almost hear the smirk in Master’s voice.’
‘Maybe I should put you on all fours when we are home and spitroast you myself. Would you like that?’
He gives a low moan when Master pulls on one of the chains and it gives a jolt through his piercing.
‘Shall we see if we can find some show we can enjoy?’
They continue through the different rooms and when they find one with luxurious couches, Master takes a seat. There are plush cushions everywhere and slave takes one, before kneeling close to his Master’s leg. Master unfastens the gag when he is offered a new glass of champagne and some canapés and he is hand fed one. It tastes delicious and he carefully licks Master’s fingers clean.
On a stage, there are several slaves restrained in several positions and methods. At the moment a Shibari Master is working on tying up one of the slaves in an visual pleasing pattern and what appears to be a very uncomfortable position. Another pull on the chain of his piercings elicits a small moan and pulls his attention to where it should belong, his Master. He is fed a sip of champagne and another canapé. Master keeps teasing his nipple rings while he makes him look at the slaves again. One of them, a boy tied in what can only described as predicament bondage, is slowly being impaled on a very large dildo. His hands are tied above his head, and he is standing on wooden blocks that are taken away one by one, impaling the boy further and further. He’s arm muscles are trembling with the effort of keeping him up. When another block is removed, he lets out a cry when the dildo pushing in deeper. The dom on stage, immediately punishes the cry with a swat of the crop, leaving a red welt on his chest.
He can feel his Master getting aroused by the show and he can only imagine this being done to him by his Master. It doesn´t take long before the dome removes the last block and the slave is hanging on the dildo. There is no support for his feet anymore and he cries out, sobbing, asking for it to stop. It only earns him several swats that leave angry red welts all over his body. The dom shows no mercy and the boy is left hanging, trying to pull himself up by his arms.
His Master pulls out his cock and he knows what to do. So he opens his mouth obediently and let’s Master’s heavy cock rest on his tongue. He hasn´t been told to suck, so he settles to perform his cock warming duties.
* * *
When they arrive back home, Master takes off his cloak and drops it on one of the chairs. He feels flushed from the champagne Master fed him. It isn´t often he is allowed alcohol.
Master is clearly still aroused and pulls on the leash towards the play room. He is told to get rid of the leather pants, but to leave on the corset. Quickly removing his pants and shoes, he kneels in the middle of the room. He knows he looks good, the thong is cut to fit his body perfectly and it complements the corset. He can feel Master approach from behind and then his hands pull the straps of the corset tighter just as he lets out a breath. The constricting feeling immediately transfers to his groin. The chains of his piercings are removed and then he is told to kneel on the spanking bench. Once he is positioned, Master puts the fucking machine in front of him and fits the dildo in his mouth. Turning the machine on, it pushing inside his mouth uncomfortably. But Master is not done yet, he puts a chain on his septum piercing and fastens it on the machine, now he can’t pull back anymore. He takes a step back to see his creation.
‘You look fucking gorgeous like this, the slaves at the party are no comparison.’
Master attaches clover clamps with weights on his nipples and they bite into his sensible flesh, so he lets out a groan.
‘You can handle this. Sush.’
He pulls the thong off, revealing the cock cage slave is wearing and puts the machine a dial higher and then walks away to grab something. When it hits his ass, he realizes it is a wooden paddle. It stings but also create a burning sensation. He knows from experience that the burning tends to last a good while. His Master keeps up a steady pace and he knows his ass must be pinking up when his Master stops. He changes to a crop and Slave braces himself, this is going to hurt.
Master adjusts the machine again and it now pushes in deeper, hitting the back of his throat, making him gag and drool. His piercing prevents him from adjusting his head. The first swat hits and he lets out a cry behind the dildo.
‘Sush boy, I am going to spank that ass cherry red before it will fuck it.’
Master quickly spanks his ass red as promised, it hurts, but as promised, before he realizes Master stopped, he pushes his well lubed cock home. Slave is pushed deeper on the dildo in front of him and Master sets in a punishing pace. God, he loves it when his master makes good use of him.
‘I love those gaging sounds you make. If you keep those up, I am going to come and fill that ass up. Would you like that?’
Slave makes an affirmative sound. And when he once again pushed hard on that dildo, he gags in earnest and Master comes deep inside him. He can feel his Master shudder through his orgasm. Master pulls out and not long after the machine is stopped and removed. Slave moves his head to get the kinks out and smiles. He has been used well and came anyway, even wearing the cock cage. Master notices and smiles.
‘I’m going to have to punish you for coming without my permission.’
Slave can’t wait…