Padded Love

Chapter 2

The Fun Begins 

*Splash*

Water drips down from Simon’s face as he massages his tired eyes from a long day at work. Grabbing a brown paper towel from the dispenser he pats his face dry and places his glasses back on his face. Today is the day. Leaving the restroom, Simon hears a feint knocking coming from the back kitchen.

“Hey Mr. K, kitchen is done, and the dishes are ready for tomorrows banquet. Is there anything else you need from me before I head out?” Said Matt.

“Oh man, you are a life saver! Thank you for coming in today on such short notice, with Rick out I wasn’t sure if we would have everything done before tomorrow.” Chuckled Simon.

“No prob Mr. K, I’m heading out now. Have a Good Night!”

“Wait!” Almost screaming, said Simon.

“Uh, how about you stay for a bit and have some food before you go? It is late and there’s plenty so you can take some home too.” Simon said nervously.

“I really need to head out cause I have class at 8am tomorrow” Matt’s stomach growls at the mere mention of food.

“But I am starving!”

“Atta, boy. Come I’ll fix you a plate and you can eat while I close up shop.” A small bead of sweat collected on the forehead of Simon as he stepped back into the kitchen. He enters the back freezer and pulls out a plate that he had already prepared for Matt earlier in the night. Sticking it into the Microwave he feels a nervous feeling in the pit of his stomach.

“Take it easy, we’ve waited for this moment for too long.” Simon thinks to himself preparing the dish for Matt. Putting his hand in his pocket he pulls out a bag of white powder and pores it into Matt’s drink. Over the years Simon learned much about Matt and had made sure to measure this dosage, he wanted Matt knocked out, not dead. With the plate in one hand and the drink in the other he heads over to Matt who is sitting at one of the booths at the far end of the restaurant.

“There we go, eat and enjoy you earned it my boy.” Simon says lovingly. Stroking Matt’s hair and giving his a few pats on the back.

“I am heading to the back to finish up. Take your time and enjoy let me know when you head out.” Simon starts walking back to the kitchen.

Entering the kitchen, Simon goes to the window where the chefs leave the dishes for the servers. Pretending to do work he casual smells his hand where he had touched Matt’s hair. The smell of sweat and musk from working lingered on his hand. His scent was intoxicating to Simon as his eyes rolled back and he let out a soft moan. Glaring at the booth where Matt sat, he watched him take a big gulp of his drink. Simon’s heart starts beating faster. “Just a bit longer.” Simon whispers to himself.

                20 minutes passed, and Matt was almost finished with his food. Panicking a bit, Simon needed more time for the drug to kick in since it was ingested. Heading towards Matt he begins stalling for time.

*Yawn*

Matt stretched out in his seat before throwing his napkin at his empty plate. Getting ready to leave he turns around to find Simon standing right behind him.

“Woah! You scared me Mr. K.”

“Sorry Matt didn’t mean to sneak up on you like that. I’m just about finished and wanted to check in on you.” Said Simon nervously.

“Yeah, just finished. It is getting late, and I’m really wiped out from today.”

“Thanks for the meal I appreciate it.” Matt smiles to Simon.

“It was my pleasure. Before you leave, I wanted to talk about a few things. I know that with college you are busy but a position opened up and I thought that you would be the best person to give it too.”

“Aw man, that is awesome. Thank you! Being here at college it’s been a bit hard on my wallet and money has been tight with being on my own.” Matt’s eyes begin to droop as he shakes his head a bit snapping out of it.

“But I can’t let it get in the way of school. What the hours like?”

“The hours are a bit more then what you are doing now, I know that school is important to you so if you want you can study here and you can use my office to work on your assignments or study when you need it. How does that sound?” Simon’s eyes watching closely.

“That sounds great! Can we talk about this on Monday when I come in for work? I don’t want to be rude, but I am really tired.” Said Matt sleepily.

“Not a problem, come with me to the back and I’ll get your food ready to take with you.” Simon gets up and walks with Matt to the back. As they walk Simon notices that Matt is staggering making it harder to walk straight. As they both enter the back Matt grabs onto the kitchen counter almost stumbling to the ground.

“Wait, Mr. K. I don’t feel so good. Something’s not…right.” Matt stumbling over his words as he reaches into his pocket and grabs his phone. Quickly Simons lunged at him and with little strength he pulls Matts phone out his hands.

“You won’t be needing this anymore.”

“What are you doing? Give me back my phone…” Matt is starting to struggle to stay conscious. Without thinking Matt makes a dash for the back entrance. Simon comes from behind grabbing him placing one hand over his mouth as Matt tries to scream. The drug is now kicking in and Matt’s body betrays him as Simon easily overpowers him. Dragging him back into the kitchen Matt realized that he was fucked.

“Sssshhhhhhhh, easy now my toy. The more you struggle the more I am going to enjoy it.” Simon smile’s

Matt now fades from consciousness as Simon lays his body on the floor.

               One of benefits of having a restaurant is space. When Simon’s family opened up the restaurant, they had built a basement that was designed to house wine for storage. Over the years and passing of the business the cellar was no longer used for wine but instead was used for hiding possessions and money. Keeping the basement a secret from staff only the owners knew of it. A few years back, Simon had hired a contractor under the table to remodel the basement. The entrance was conveniently hidden inside the office in the back behind the filing cabinet. The doorway was cleverly done to look like the wooden paneling that covered the office walls. Even if you saw the door, you wouldn’t know it was there except Simon.

Dragging Matt’s limp body to the back office he grabs his keys and unlocks the entrance to the basement. The doorway was solid wood with metal reinforcements. It not only looked like a wall but felt like one too. Simon was 6’1 with a sturdy build, he had weight but with a muscled body that gave him the classic dad look. Carrying Matts body down was hard but not challenging. Laying Matt’s body down he quickly begins his plans. Over the year and a half of knowing Matt, Simon began to plot out how he would kidnap and transform his prisoner into the object of his desire. Stripping Matt down to his black boxer briefs he grabs the duffle from the other side of the room and lays it next to Matt. Placing the straitjacket on Matt took a bit of effort but with him knocked out it was easier to tighten and get him bundled up. Simon checked each strap and placed a golden padlock on each buckle. The jacket was made of a white canvas with the collar, front and back straps made of a beautiful brown leather. Making sure each strap was tight but not enough cut off circulation he starts feeling Matts body, fondling his stomach and ass. Flipping him over Simon checks for a pulse and his breathing, both are normal. Inspecting his new toy Simon leans down and buries his face into Matts crotch taking a deep breath inhaling his scent. Matt smelled of Musk, sweat, and a bit of scented laundry detergent. Going deeper he nuzzles his bulge that is highlighted by the straps of the jacket firmly binding his brand-new toy. Simon’s cock begins to stiffen creating a bulge himself thinking of all the wonderful and wicked things that he is going to do with his new toy. Taking a step back Simon stops himself and brings his mind back to the task at hand. In the bag he grabs two brown leather ankle restraints and locks them onto Matt connecting them together with a short chain. Next, he grabs the duct tape, stretching out the tape he stops and leans into Matt. Softly he places a kiss on his lips and places the tape firmly over his mouth. Checking to make sure he is breathing Simon grabs the white spandex hood and places it over his head and tucks it into his collar. He stands up and looks over his work and grins. At the opposite side of the basement there is a metal stainless steel door that looks like a vault, this will be Matts new home.

After locking up, Simon checks the video feed and locks the door. He gently rubs his cock that wants nothing more then to fuck his new toy but he is a patient man. Leaving the room he locks the two main entrances, whistling as he leaves his office and out of the restaurant.

“I can’t wait till tomorrow.”