I think I just made it. I hadn't thought of it very well so just as I cuffed my hands behind my back, I felt a slight cold breeze. It could have been my imagination or Ben had walked in just as I made it.
He wanted me in this way - plug, rubber surfsuit over it, collared, hooded, blindfolded, gagged and my hands cuffed behind my back. Under the hood were headphones playing white noise; over it, noise cancelling earmuffs.
I was already locked in my chastity device. In fact, I'm not sure I'd have gone with this meet if I weren't this horny.
He made me kneel there not knowing really if he was there or not for a while. Then I felt my knees touch something. I wasn't sure if he did that on purpose, or if it was just me moving about and accidentally knocked into him.
Either way, I knew for sure that he was there then and that's when it drove me most crazy. The moaning must have been quite fun to listen to.
For almost 45 minutes, he had me in that position. Once he knew that I was aware of his presence, he didn't do much to hide it, although it felt like he was deliberately not touching me.
On a couple of occasions, he'd give me a small dose of poppers. When that happened, I'd go into sub space, start humping the air or trying to ride the plug. I was so horny. Then, there was that one time when he just tapped on my cage several times - maybe to remind me that he was wanking and I was stuck in a chastity device.
There were three really hot moments though that I had not expected. And I'd want to do again!
The first was when he'd rub my chin. I wasn't sure what he was doing until I felt him rub against my cage after he did it. He was using my drool as lube to tease me and remind me I was locked. Drove me crazy.
Then, at one stage, he put his hand on my shoulder and pushed me down. I'm not sure what signal it was but I ended up just putting my head to the ground. Whether intentionally or not, I felt him put his legs over my back. I've never been used as a furniture before and don't really think it's my thing, but at that moment, it was perfection. Especially at the moments he was obviously stroking himself and I could feel the vibration from his legs. He could wank, and I couldn't. Mindfuck.
The last thing was after this bit, when he pulled me up and rested my head on the sofa between his legs. I thought he was letting me rest, but I realised soon that this was because I was right by his dick and balls. Just being there, feeling the movement from his stroking was intense. Then he pulled me closer and held my head down to his crotch as he kept wanking, and finally came.
He pushed me back and I wasn't sure if he was done, or going for another round. But before I knew it, he tapped me twice on my shoulder, and I heard the door slam shut. He was gone and I was still horny as fuck.
Two things came to mind during the session that I'd have wanted but he didn't do. First, to hit my balls. I thought he might have when I felt one, but maybe it was an accident because he didn't do it again. The second is for him to give me a hit of poppers before he tapped me on the shoulder. It would have made me wonder if the scene was continuing, but also I imagine being on poppers and suddenly realising he was done with me and gone would have left me in quite a state.
But always next time, eh, Ben?
