Seeking Shelter

It was the middle of winter, storm clouds above, rain pouring down, and like the idiot I am I was out in the thick of it. It started to get really nasty, there was barely a soul insight, I had to find shelter, so dripping wet, I ducked into the closest store front.

I opened the door and was immediately met by a heavy black curtain and the distinct smell of rubber and lots of it. When through the curtain I was met with a sight I never knew existed, a shop filled with anything and everything leather and bondage.

Out of no where up pops the store clerk, seeing the pool of water below me he offered me a dry shirt and hoodie, much to my gratitude. As he headed off to find a mop I headed to the change rooms, once changed I started to browse the store.

Walking past butt plugs and dildos in every size, rope, paddles cuffs, cock-rings and so much more. I browsed the clothing section. Pants, tops, jackets, harnesses and hats all made of leather, there was even full body rubber cat suits. One of my favourites was the full leather hood.

My feelings must have shown, because the clerk popped up again offering for me to try it on. I did decline but kept on browsing. What did however stop me dead in my tracks was the site of something I had never seen before, a straight jacket.

The clerk met me at my side, and started giving me all the details about it. He said that they don’t usually allow it, but he could check with the manager if I wanted to try it on, with that he went off to find his manager. I could see them at the back of the store talking, the manager kept looking me up and down, making me a little nervous.

The clerk started to walk back towards me, I was certain the answer was going to be no, but he said he would meet me in the change rooms to help me, still not sure if this was what I wanted, but too afraid to turn him down after his troubles I followed him to the change rooms.

We walked in and closed the curtain behind us. He explained how best to put it on and told me to remove my pants, once my arms were in and my head was through, it sat heavy on my slim frame. Before I could protest he started doing up the straps and even went to the extent of locking the padlocks.

Once secure, he asked me how it felt and to try and get free. I struggled in my bounds but to no avail. He started adjusting the leg straps, his cold hands on my thighs made me shiver. He started rubbing my cock through my underwear. I looked down to see his finger on his lips, silencing me. He started to play with my balls and pulled the waistband down freeing my now excited cock.

Before I knew what was happening, my cock disappeared down the lads throat.The guy is giving one of the best blow jobs I have ever had, I’m so in the moment I didn’t even notice the manager appear in the doorway. It wasn’t until I exploded down his throat did I notice his boss.

I started stuttering couldn’t get an apology out quick enough, he didn’t pay me any attention and called the clerk over, whispered something in his ear and the the boy left. I tried to apologise again but he silenced me and told me to follow him, I hesitated, not wanting to be on full display to any other shoppers. He didn’t care and forced me out into the open...into view.

I copped stares from the others in the store, I mean why wouldn’t I, I’m standing half naked wearing only a straight jacket and my cock is hanging out..? The manager said he had a few things for me try out. I tried to argue, but he told me I wasn’t going anywhere.

With that he bent me over a stool as I tried to get up I felt him tighten a strap over my back... stopping me from standing. That’s when I really started to panic, the clerk reappeared, he was holding the hood that I saw earlier, I tried to protest but I was no match, soon I was completely vulnerable, unable to move and now I was blind to my surroundings.

I started to scream, as much as I could anyway. And with that they fitted me with a spider gag muffling my pleas. I felt hands starting to caress my helpless body. I felt hands start to explore my arse. Then a finger started to prob my hole.

Next I heard him spit and something wet hit my hole. All of a sudden a sharp pain bought me to tears and my tormentor asked how his cock felt in my arse.

My arse was on fire and I was a blubbering mess. It didn’t take long before my pleas were muffled by someone’s cock, that was roughly maxed out down my throat. I could feel each mans pubes rubbing my arse crack and nostrils. I was completely helpless to their spit roast.

I could feel every inch of their cocks as they entered me from both ends and trust me there was lots of them. As much as this wasn’t what I wanted my own cock was betraying me, it was as hard as it had ever been. They knew it too because they were tormenting me. Slapping my balls and tugging on my shaft.

It didn’t take long before I felt the manager erupt inside me, filling me with his hot juice. The guy fucking my throat shot his load soon after, I could feel his load as it travelled down my throat. Then they swapped. The manager shoving his anal slime and cum covered cock down my throat. It took a lot longer for them to dump a second load in my restrained body, but they did.

The second guy was driving me crazy, continuously rubbing my prostate. Sending me over the edge. I don’t think I’d ever cum so much in my life, the floor was a puddle of semen and the stool legs were covered in it. The manager wasn’t happy and started yelling at me. He undid the strap the straps holding me down. Removing the hood he pushed me to my knees, forcing me to clean up my seed with my tongue.

Once satisfied, I asked if I was allowed to leave, he said yes but there was one more thing, and with that he disappeared. Coming back holding something shiny, unable to stop him because of the jacket, he fitted some type of chastity device. It had two metal rods that curved downward meeting at the ring all held together with a padlock. He first pulled my cock and balls through the ring and then inserted the hollow rod down my urethra locking the two rods together at end of my imprisoned cock.

I immediately started to chub up, following the curve of the device. The manager told me I was free to go but if I ever wanted to use my cock again I was to meet him at his apartment next week. What was I supposed todo until then. They released me from the jacket and I hurriedly went to collect my pants, but they were gone.

I went back to the manager head hanging, I asked for a pair of pants, he smirked and grabbed me a pair of assless chaps, I knew better than to argue, I pulled them up but they did nothing to hid my obscene bulge. I went to collect the rest of my things and headed for the door.

Back outside the streets were still quiet, I thought I was going to make it home with out being seen when I turned the corner and came face to face with two policemen. Completely loss for words, I hung my head in shame as they arrested me for indecent exposure and told me I’d get to see the inside of a jail cell.

Let me know if I should do a part two...