I met up with Simon (AKA ***** on Recon) for a one off session earlier today. I say earlier and I mean it – we met up at 3AM. I was told to wear my chastity cage, which seems to be the norm for meets, dress in football kit (no underwear) & drive to a local, minor, train station. I was to park up, text him and wait under a particular road sign looking at the floor. I was not to look up under any circumstances and he would come and get me. It was freezing. After about 5 minutes I heard footsteps. I was tempted to look up in case it was a mugger or something but I resisted. The man stopped by me and I felt something being placed around my neck. It was a collar and I saw a lead attached. I handed him my car keys and chastity key. With me still looking down I saw a hand reach towards my shorts and pull them down. They fell to the ground and I was instructed to step out of them and carry them. I felt so exposed with just my CB on. Normally things like this are a bit of an initial limit but it was 3AM and the station was quite excluded so I went with it. I was still looking at the ground as I hadn’t been told to look up, Simon pulled on the lead and led me to the side of a near building. Using the lead he indicated I was to kneel, using one foot he pushed my head towards his other foot and instructed me to lick his boots. After 30 seconds or so he swapped feet. 30 seconds later he instructed me to stand, face away from him, put my shorts back on, remove my shoes and remove the lead from my collar and attach it to the lock on my CB. which I was to place over the waist band of the football shorts. I did this and still looking down as instructed handed him the lead. I was ordered to carry my shoes and he tugged on the lead and pulled me along. I didn’t dare to look up. I assumed we were heading to his car, but it turns out he lives about 5 minutes walk from the station and, using the lead lead me directly to his house.
Once there he lead me into his garage, padlocked the collar to a chain from one of the beams turned out the light and left. I don’t know how long I was there for, it seemed like ages. Eventually he returned, turned on the light and I was allowed, finally, to look at him. He was dressed in black jeans and a purple jumper. There was something of an air of superiority about him, which was reassuring. With me still chained by the collar he grabbed my balls and began to squeeze tightly. I remember yelping with pain as he yanked them down and twisted them, digging his nails in. He then hoiked up my shorts and shoved a few fingers in my arse before allowing me to lick them. I thanked him and he rewarded me by putting a butt plug in.
After that I was to be punished for accidentally referring to him ‘Sir’ rather than his preferred “Boss” I was to receive 30 lashes of his belt, thanking him for each and apologising after every 5. He bent me over a tool table, stood in front of me to remove his belt and pulled on it sharply so it cracked in his hands. He silently went behind me, pulled down my shorts and got to work, taking his time between each crack of his belt. After my punishment I was told to fully remove my shoes and top while he got some wrist and ankle cuffs. I was to kneel, legs apart, until he returned. After he came back he attached the cuffs and secured my wrists to the collar. He led me out of the garage, naked and into his house. Once there it was shower time. he led me into his bathroom and into the shower where I was given a douching with a shower attachment similar to the one I have at home. Once my insides were clean he got the the shower hose, turned it on as cold as he could and started to hose me down, focusing for long periods on my cock and balls until i was begging him to stop. He eventually did and I was dried off roughly. My hands were still attached to the collar. By this point Boss needed to piss, so I was instructed to kneel beside the toilet while he did so. When he was finished he turned to me and instructed me to clean his cock with my mouth. I took it, kissing it dry and after a few seconds received a bit of surprise as he released a bit of his piss down my throat.
For the next hour or so I served Boss domestically, doing his washing and making him breakfast. I acted as his foot stool while he ate and he was gracious enough to feed me a cornflake after making me beg to be allowed to eat his food. Occasionally he would use the lead, which was now attached to the collar again to pull my head towards his groin so that I could sniff it. At some point, I can’t quite remember when, he attached some nipple clamps. Eventually, after he had watched TV for bit with me as a foot stool he was ready to move on. He stood up and pulled down his jeans and underwear slightly and using the lead pulled my face deeply into his arse crack. I instinctively started to like and kiss his hole. I could tell he was enjoying it from the noises he was making. After a while my nipple clamps fell off. This displeased Boss who decided to punish me for it. just 15 of his belt as I was bent over the arm of his sofa this time. When he was done I was instructed to crawl back to the garage where there would some final activities.
Once in the garage I was told to raise my arms and these were attached to the same chains my collar was attached to previously. I was lifted up so that I was on tiptoes and a spreader bar was attached to my ankles. a parachute ball stretcher was fitted and chained tightly to the spreader, suckers were put on my nipples. Boss removed my chastity device and got me hard. He continued to wank me off , the vibrations causing me to move on my tiptoes and the ball attachment to be pulled on. I thought I would be lucky enough to be allowed to cum, but I wasn’t. Just before I was about to shoot he stopped, waited a few minutes with my cock throbbing then picked up a electro zapper type device and began to use it, first on my thighs, then my balls, cock head and arse hole. I was quickly limp. Boss released my arms, replaced the chastity cage and ordered me onto the table. The rest of my bindings would remain in place. My legs were raised and Boss started to work a rather large dildo in and out or my arse. I remember moaning with pleasure. After a while he stopped and instructed me put a condom on him and to play with his cock with my hands. Once he was sufficiently aroused he returned to my arse so that he could fuck me. He lasted for ages, slowing when he needed to and eventually came with his cock still inside me. I felt his cock pulsate as he did so. I was expecting him to remove the condom and feed me his cum as that is what normally happens at this point in a scene. However he didn’t. Instead with his condom still on he quickly unchained me and ordered me to get dressed. Once I was ready he removed the condom from his still semi erect cock and pulled open my shorts at the front. he emptied the majority of his cum down the front of the inside of my football shorts causing a wet patch. After that he split the remained of the cum between the outside front of my football shirt and outside of my shorts, causing an instant white stain. Finally he wiped the condom and his hands on my hair, ensuring there was no cum left on either. He then handed me my car key, opened the garage door and quite literally kicked me out. Leaving me to find my way back to my car in daylight with cum on my hair, shorts, top and a big wet patch. He kept the key to the chastity cage and has promised to put it in the post to me. I hope he does as right now I’m sat here extremely horny and unable to do anything about it.
Update: the key arrived 3 days later after a minor panic that Boss hadn’t sent it. He sent it the evening of my session with him via 2nd class post.