Life is weird

Life always finds a way ... Wait... Not that line... Life ... it gets fucked up wether you like it or not. Sometimes for better, sometimes not so much, and until "the end of a day" there is no way to tell which is which.

Eric was kind of normal, his life was basic as fuck. At the age of 12 he started to develop taste for cloaths, rubber boots in particular so ofcourse he tried to hide it so good he almost never wore them in public. It was not easy to hide things because of his temperament. One time a bully in school took it too far, and Eric went balistic, he beat his ass(in his own defense so sorry not sorry) and ensure that this bully wont be bothering him anymore. By the end of semester that bad guy got expelled and needed to find school somwhere else, and Eric never saw him again. This wasn't the last time he exploaded with everything that hollowed his mind and was fine after that for a long time. Then years gone by, more things got changed, choices were made. He fought his "abnormal" behavior, he tried to think about womens for some time, he mastered the art of lying about his sexuality for the sake of beeing leaved alone. He started to find excuses to wear things that turned him on when he was about 16 years old. He made friends and lowered his guard. Eric gained controll over himself, in fackt some people were terrified about how calm he is. Eric changed a lot during his life, he evolved into man he wanted to be, not that kid defined by his abusive parents, failures. He almost feel in love with a girl because he felt like his not alone anymore, but it was a brief moment in time which he keeps within himself up to this day, and not 'cuz he misses her, he miss the moment and a frien that she was, and person ... yea, he kinda miss her. Then again years passed, when he turned 18 he got the most awkward b-day "party ever", there was noone he knew except for his parents that he ploted revenge on. By then he knew he was gay, he knew it is the way it is and there is nothing to change, but also that he cannot tell anyone, not because of shame but because of social consequences that it might have. He was cautious to the point of having no special places but those that everyone knew about, so he could missdirect them, and he did, and it worked for quite some time. But life is a bitch so even this was not enough to keep him from harm. When he turned 20, he went abroad for work. He didn't need no education, but boi was he smart and educated. In his country he wouldn't be able to find a job for more than 150euro per month(about 650zl), so he choose to stay free and go to another country to earn 1200 euros per moth(more less 5000zl), job was boring tho. He choosed country that allowed to use weed, he tried, smoked for some time, small portions. There was weeks when he used it evereyday to sleep like a stone(get it, because he was stoned ... nevermind). Few months later he was about to get back to his country, then it fucked up big time. At the other side of this story is a man that wants it to be as realistic as it can be, and someone who claims he want to give that real experience. He lied, no point in prolonging that plot, everybody by now figured it out. Inside the internet people lie a lot. Guy was in his mid 30's and he paid a kid (lets be honest 24 y/o boy living with his parents is a kid, or more percisely a childish person) to meet him, they agreed for kidnap scenario and "abuse" and other BDSM(bible discussion and study meetings iykwim ) stuff. At this point Eric was more open about his fantasies as well and he thought he wanted some BDSM, he was wearing leather boots(old fashioned wwII replica of officer boots, good stuff, good leather and leather sole with rivets to make it even more long lasting) under his pants, he wore regular pants and original german suspenders(or braces, whatever variation of english you prefer) attached to buttons he sew himself into his trousers. He was wearing a hat too, and have taste for kneesocks. He was waiting for bus and someone drove by bus. It was early morning so it was nothing strange that driver was alone. Eric asked where to put his things and when he was siting inside they drove away. It took an hour for man to stop.

- Hey kid. You can go and take a leak if you want, i sure need to so if you going out i will just lock the car.

- Im good, but i will strech my legs a little.

- Ok, just dont go too far.

-K.

And so Eric was walking around untill he felt need to go to bathroom. They parked pretty far, almost in forest which was odd considering, there was almost no soul in there, not to speak about cars. But yea, whateva, it was 5 in the morning.

At the same time Daniel was trying to calm his boner 'cuz boi he was hard. It took him few minutes to flop his pretty big 21cm long dick. Eric was waster with it, he controlled his dick good, well at least making it smool again. Dan heard his steps and instantly started to getting hard on again, he couldn't help but notice what boots Eric was wearing, partialy because he loved booted men. Daniel wanted to try to get his boy to bushes so he could put gear on and "kidnap" him as they agreed or at least he thought they did. Eric was not the target here but a victim, yet Dan did nothing wrong, at least intensionally. The real big bad was that 24 years old virgin that promised things only to get off himself and never speak to man again. Dan thought it wasn't lie, he believed that Eric is that boy. Two people were lied to. Dan got his gear on, leather police uniform styled pants, boots, leather shirt, leather braces, leather tie, leather gloves. He walked toward Eric and pushed him a litlle.

- Go. - He whispered - And do not turn around boy.

- Ok sir. Just calm down. I will. Ok. - Eric was terrified and so he comply. When they are out of sight Eric turns around and get slapped in face by Dan.

- What did i told you boy?

- Sorry sir... What is going on? What will you do with me?

- Nothing you didn't areed on.

- But sorry, i do not now you.

- We talked about it boy, don't ruin it.

- Sorry sir. - Eric was hard too, he low key wanted that, or so he thought. He played along. He dreamd of a man like him, but not about this particular scenario. He agreed to this secound he choosed to not try to convince this man it is a mistake.

- It's alright boy, just pull your pants ant put them inide your boots. Yeah, that's right. Now on your knees boy. - Dan walked behind him and puted a blindfold over his eyes. He handcuffed him, putted a gag in Eric's mouth. Daniel told him to stand up, and so he did. Dan then went back to the car and took strap, pulled it 'round Eric's waist, uncuffed one of his hands, gave him rubber rainproof jacket, buttoned it up, took his hands to strap them to that belt and handcuff him infront. He took a blindfold off and ordered Eric to go back to car. It looked like Eric as keeping his hands infront but handcuff were not visible now. When they were sitting inside again, Dan pulled out a chain and chained his legs together and to his hands. - This - He pointed at gag. - is for fun and good behavior. Now you were cooperating, but this one time boy i need to do it less obvious. - He was holding a sock in his hand. - This need to go into your mouth so noone will notice. Will you bee good boy and let me chande your gag? - Eric nodded. - Don't scream unless you want to make me angry, and you don't want me angry... - Eric nodded once more. Dan did it gently and sock was clean. After that Eric looked like he wasn't gagged at all but he couldn'd even move his tongue. Dan strapped safety belts for both of them drove, touching sensitive areas from time to time. Eric was long in sleep by the time they arrived at destination. Eric was a bit stoned so it was not easy to wake him up right now. Well, this and the fackt that he sleept 3 hours during last 3 days. He woke up in a cage with thic bars and when he tried to stand up he feel on ground, pulled by chain attached to collar on his neck. He was no longer hadcuffed but collar was locked. He was now a prisioner and the only one to blame now is himself due to him playing along.

... And that is just a half of this day. First day of his imprisonment.