Confession

My partner, Brad and I, have been together for 9 years. We have been into bondage for most of that time, but over the years our sex life and bondage experiences were dwindling. We actually were set up on a blind date by some mutual friends, friends to this day still, and instantly hit it off. Same work habits and social interests.... and bondage. However, with most relationships, time takes its toll.

I am usually the one in bondage more as Brad is more of a control person than myself. We have spent numerous dollars on gadgets of all kinds. Outside of the regular bondage times we have, there was only one situation that was beyond my wildest dreams. Early on in our relationship, Brad had me tied to the bed, spread eagle. He played with me, teased me, massage my prostate, but would not let me cum. Hard as stone, he tied my balls and penis with a leather cord. Very tight. Then he left me in the room and made a call. He is ready for you now, come on up. I was not sure what was going on but at least we had trust and I knew that I would be ok. Shortly thereafter, the door knock came. In came an older man with a bag. He sat beside me, and places a cotton swab into my pee hole. Then out comes a tube and needle and suddenly it was over. I was now pierced. Rock hard and now pierced with a prince albert. I was mad and excited at the same time. Then I was untied, no sexual gratification, no nothing. That was the start of my desire to have my penis controlled.

I masterbate too much Brad tells me and that is one reason our sex life is boring. Hey, I think, why is this all my fault. I went to my high school reunion the following weekend, and was feeling pretty down about the whole situation. So, I masterbate too much he thinks. I do not cheat with anyone, so maybe I will this weekend, as Brad was not there and would never know. That way I would not masterbate at all ... I would let someone else do it for me. Well, I had a great weekend and cheated with more than one.

After a month, Brad knew something was different. I could not stand it anymore and told him .... ok I CONFESS ! I slept around last month at my high school reunion. Brad just looked at me and said, so now you cheat as well as masterbate, I can fix that. I had no idea what he meant. I was sorry and told him I will do anything to stay together. He then said, yes you will, and proceeded out the door. My mind was racing, wondering what he meant.

Three weeks had passed without much going on in the house, let alone the bedroom. Brad left me a note and stated we are having dinner at Tom's, and to be ready by 6:00. Tom and his partner, Dale, live in the country. Artists and such, which I never got. Nice land they have and kinda isolated, and perfect for camping and hikes. Thats another story.

We get there and no sooner do I walk in the door, Brad tells the guys to take me and get this done with. I was grabbed, and taken to the work shop out back. Tied standing and spread eagle, I was not worried, we have done this many times before. How different this time was going to be. As I stood there, my clothes were cut away. My prince albert removed. Dale came over and shaved every hair off my body, and I am pretty hairy. I hated being shaved, as the one and only time I was, it took forever to grow back and itched. Brad knew I never wanted to be shaved again. So, I thought this was part of his revenge. I am ok with this .... thus far.

My position and restraints were changed, now I am tied, face up, onto this bench. Everything tied in place so I can not move an inch. Then, heavy leaded material was placed all around my penis and balls, leaving them exposed. I had no idea what was going on and was now begging to be released. Brad placed a ball gag in my mouth, and simply stated ... thanks for your confession, now your dick is mine forever. I still was not sure what was going on until it hit me when Dale and Tom brought out some metal pieces they had been making. They work in metal as artists ... ugly stuff if you ask me. Anyway, there was a metal thick cock ring, smaller than I am used to. A metal curved hollow tube also. The cock ring was placed on me, each ball pulled through then my penis. Very tight fit but no blood circulation problems. Next, a larger prince albert ring was placed, circlular halves. Later I found out it was a 00 ga. Dale had a hard time getting it in and it hurt like hell. The prince albert was welded closed. Permanent prince albert now. I was ok with that. The heat was a bit of an issue, but ice and water were on hand to keep me from getting damaged. Next, a string was placed through the prince albert and my penis was pulled through this narrow tube to the end. I was flaccid, from nervousness I would think. So getting my penis in the tube was easy enough.

Brad and I have played with a few chastity devices, for which I was never fond of. I hated the belt system and although the tube kind were fun, I could easily slip my penis out. So chasity devices went into the forgotten drawer.

As the tube was placed and the string out the end of the tube, my penis was stretched to the end of the tube, but not hurting. The tube, later to be discovered, was four inches long. Then Tom started the torch again, and welded the tube and its connections to the cock ring that was already on me. The prince albert ring was then welded to the end of the tube. The welds were polished and I was untied.

It has been two years now, and I no longer have any reason to confess to Brad. I am his to control. Our sex life has returned to the likes of our early days. Tom and Dale have since been a bit busy with orders from others who had partners CONFESS ....

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