When I left you, I was locked into the c.b. which seemed more like a closed jock stap cup than anything else. My day started with an enema, then the butt plug was locked into place, and my Mistress went to work leaving me to do the housework.
During this time, she loaned me out once for being a maid at a party, and you can imagine the reaction when one of the ladies saw my belt under my short skirt.
After two weeks of this, the call came from the women who had put this on me. Mistress prepared me for going to their place, as she had done before, but with one change at their request - - rather than a straightjacket, my wrists were secured behind my back with a wrist/neck brace. Two locks secured it, one at the collar and the other at the wrists. As before, the keys were left on the kitchen table. And as before, I was masked and blindfolded before we left.
At their request, the butt plug was not inserted. When we arrived, I was pushed against a wall which had a large hole at crotch level, and then a couple of belts held me tightly. The c.b. was removed, at which point I thanked them. A little premature, I found out. Remember that they had put some kind of molding clay on me? Well, they had the finished product which they fitted on me, but at that time I could not see what it was. I heard the snap of a padlock and then a second one, and added weight on my groin. And then the straps were released and I could come out from the wall and look in a mirror.
What was now covering my not-so-private parts was a heavy plexiglass form which was slightly bigger than my penis and balls. Which meant I could have a 1/8 erection, for all the good that would do. There was a padlock at the base of it and another near the head;small screws held the two halves together.
"Why do you want to do this to me?" I asked Mistress. Her answer, as it was each time I would protect my treatment, was that I was free to leave her protection and all the goodies she provided any time I wished, but there was no turning back if I did.
"But how will I satisfy you if I am locked up?"
"With that puny little thing?" [I had to admit to myself that she was right, but it still hurts a guy to have a female tell you that.] "It's been a long time since you satisfied me. But I'll show you how you will in the future."
She took out a large dildo which had a strap on it, and I soon found out that it had a penis-shaped gag on one side and the dildo on the other when she strapped it around my head. A padlock in back secured it, and she raised her skirt and commanded me to service her. I did with no complaint, not that one could be heard if I had.
After she orgasmed, she removed the gag/dildo and snapped the leash onto my collar and took me home. The women told her to return in two weeks for the final fitting. During that two weeks, I was loaned out for a party and it was a humiliating time because the women could now see my little friend trapped inside its prison.
At the end of the two weeks, we returned. I was again in the wrists/neck brace and again put against the wall.
"How does it feel?"
I had to admit that it felt pretty good. Well, except when I got excited and was unable to erect. Even if I had said it was uncomfortable, I don't think it would have made any difference. They asked Mistress if they should progress, and she nodded her head.
They removed each screw, dipped it into a liquid, and then screwed it back in place. I realized by their conversation that it was super-glue! The padlocks were removed and a acryllic collar was put on (by pushing two halves together) in it's place and then glued. The padlock at the head was removed and replaced by an acrylic cap with a loop at the end. It was also glued in place.
While the glue set, they told Mistress about how it all worked. The opening at the end allowed urination but since it was not a straight line, I couldn't put anything into the opening to touch my penis. A small hole at the top near the body allowed water to be put inside for cleaning. The same hole could also allow lubrication.
The ring by the body had two loops. The one at the bottom could be used for attaching a leash thru the legs, or even a strap for a dildo. The one on the top was perfect for attaching wrist restraints. Or whatever Mistress wanted.
The loop at the head was perfect for a leash, and when I was released, one of the women snapped a leash on it and led me around. Boy, did I follow quickly!
One comment was made, that we might have to come back in year to check on the glue. A year of 24-7? At least it was relatively comfortable, physically if not psychologically.
We left. When I was loaned out for maid service, the leash-loops were shown to each hostess and got a good share of use.
As did the gag/dildo at home.
Charles
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