Gary sent me a bunch of website pages from Halloween costume ads. They were weird and crazy ideas. Gary has always been a bit off, I thought, but he is a great roommate, keeping things tidy and neat.
The costumes he liked were of girls in nurse outfits and that sort of thing. But we had dressed like a 2 female maids last year. Gary told everyone we were sisters and we were going to be having incest sex later in the night. I got pretty drunk, too. I dreamed some guy was kissing me all night. A pretty crazy dream.
He also liked a bunch of costumes where a guy is in chains like a in a gothic Zombie movie, or the Texas Chainsaw guy in a leather mask. The costumes included handcuffs, chains, collars and all the rest. A guy was being led to his doom, shacked and gagged by a blood thirsty Zombie. Gary said if I didn't like dressing like a girl this time, he would like to try something like that this year.
I shrugged it all off and forgot about Halloween. Nothing really interested me, and it's for kids, anyway.
The costumes arrived to my surprise. 3 boxes. Just a week before Halloween. Gary is a big guy, 6 foot 3, and heavy. I'm not so much. Oddly, the leather discipline harness, like a rock-climbing harness, fit around my body just right. It was just my size. I guess if we were going to go as a couple, so to speak, I was going to be the captured, restrained, masked and gagged slave in peril. There were leather straps with buckles and chains all around my chest, waist, tummy and shoulders. I tried on the wrist and arm restraints too. Just for size. There were rings with paddle-locks attached to them, waiting to secure the wrist and arm straps to the sides and back of the harness. Anyone in this thing would be helpless, and at the mercy of his captor, I thought to myself. I was trying to get into the moment, as Gary is always so excited to dress up for Halloween. But this stuff? Maybe this wasn't such a great idea.
I'd only seen the first package of the costume. Under the harness was even more. A large dog collar, with the word "Slave" on it. Several mouth gags that looked very nasty. Most were ball types with leather straps to hold them in tight. And a face mask, like Hannibal Lecter wore in the "Silence of the lambs" movie. A leather mask with a mouth hole with grates to keep him from biting anyone. Very nasty indeed!
Why did I feel like Gary expected me to be the slave?
In another box was a larger size leather body harness, some clothes made to look old and torn, and another mask. This one was very scary. It was a full, over the head Zombie mask. One eye was bulging, and the mouth was red and drooling blood.
In the last box was a surprising assortment of sex toys. 3 different butt plugs, a big black and purple veined dildo and another gag. Except this gag filled the mouth with a big fat rubber cock that strapped into the wearer's mouth. The photo on the package was kind of unnerving. A female model was gagged with it, trying to scream while choking on the fat rubber cock, as a guy was ass fucking her. Her eyes wide open in surprise and pain at the same time.
I guess that's what can happen if you let someone cuff and gag you, I thought.
My cock is hard.
What the fuck?
I looked over the naughty assortment and began to think about how I'd wear everything. I slowly put on one piece, then another. This was just a trial run, I told myself. Gary won't be home for an hour or two. I've got some time to check out this crazy outfit and see if it will be appropriate for me to leave the house in.
I soon noticed there really was not any underwear or other clothes for my outfit. I certainly couldn't go naked! But just as I was going to give up and wait, I stumbled across the last package in the bottom of one of the boxes I'd overlooked. Neatly folded in a pretty pink fancy plastic bag was a teen girl's prom dress. Under the package with the dress in it was a white lace bra and panty set, including a lace garter belt, garters and thigh high stockings. All white and innocent. Then finally, a sash to wear over one's shoulder that read: "Prom Queen".
I was going to be a kidnapped prom date, bound and gagged, an enslaved victim led around the Halloween party like a slut on display.
I'm getting harder!
Billy
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