The Meeting

by nonoeb

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Storycodes: Solo-M; fantasy; airport; public; M/m; D/s; submit; collar; hum; leash; controlled; outdoors; bond; rope; gag; shoes; transport; display; cons/reluct; X

Continued from part one

Part 2

I was lost in the moment. My brain was trying to reconcile what was happening. I kept flipping from embarrassment to being turned on.

As Jim drove through the streets, I reflected on the position I found myself in. The collar was still locked snugly around my neck. My hands were still tightly tied behind my back. I had been trying to find the knot to loosen them since he tied them at the airport. The socks that I had been wearing all day were firmly tied into my mouth, and if that wasn’t enough, my shoe was tied directly over my nose and mouth forcing me to smell it with every breath.

I couldn’t believe he did that to me, and was driving me to the hotel like that. Every time we stopped, I could feel the eyes of everyone looking at me. Jim made sure I knew they were looking at me.

“You know, everyone is staring at you right now. I mean, why wouldn’t they be? It’s not every day you see someone with a shoe tied to their face.”

“Mmmmph” was about all I could respond with.

In all truthfulness, while I was completely embarrassed and humiliated, I secretly loved the position I was in. As I moaned to myself through the sock gag and shoe, I was definitely turned on. I could feel my cock at attention through my pants. Jim noticed this as well, and every now and then would reach and rub it through my jeans.

I had never been touched by a guy before, and yet as he was doing it, I was trying to grind into his hand. I was moaning louder and trying to beg through the sock to keep going, but he would only edge me and then stop. I couldn’t believe how turned on I was getting.

“Those dirty socks and the shoe are getting you all worked up, huh?” Jim asked with a smile.

I nodded my head and did my best to say yes, but all that was heard was a moan.

Jim chuckled.

“Good, you’ll have plenty of time this weekend to enjoy them.”

We finally arrived to the hotel, and Jim laid out some instructions for me.

“Now, I don’t want people to think I’ve kidnapped you, and I know you will need to check into the hotel, so I am going to do you a favor and remove the shoe and the sock gag from your mouth. I will also untie your hands.”

He got out of the car and walked around to my side and opened the door. He helped me out of the car and then began to untie the rope holding the shoe over my face. As it was released, I was able to breath fresh air for the first time in what felt like an eternity. He removed the sock gag next.

“How was the drive?” He asked with a grin.

“Holy fuck. I never expected that at all.”

He seemed to be enjoying this.

“Good. Now let’s get your hands untied and get you checked in. We have some business to take care of.”

He moved behind me and began untying my hands. He then unlocked the collar and removed it.

I gave him a puzzled look.

“Don’t worry, we’ll discuss it in the room. Put your shoes and socks back on.”

As I was putting them on, Jim’s eyes never left me. It was like he was thinking about what to do next.

We grabbed my bags and headed for the front door. I was still reeling thinking about how direct he was, and how he wasn’t afraid to put me in my place, regardless of place. After I checked in, I asked Jim if he was hungry. He replied that we would get something to eat a little later after we discussed the plans and rules for the weekend. I felt myself blush as he said that.

“If that’s all it takes for you to be embarrassed, you’re going to be in for quite the weekend.” Jim said as he was grinning.

“Oh I am sure.” was my meek response.

As we got into the room, I fell back onto the bed. As I looked out the window, there was a view to the streets below from our second story room. Jim was surveying the room, almost making notes to himself in his head.

“Did you bring everything?” He asked.

I nodded my head.

“Good, please get it out and set it on the bed.”

He was certainly wasting no time. As I got up and went over to my suitcase, I started questioning if I should back out. My thoughts were cut off as Jim continued with instructions.

“As you take each item out, please say what it is.”

I went back to thinking about what the fuck I have gotten myself into. I unzipped the suitcase and flipped it open, and began taking out the toys I had brought.


I took out the handfuls of rope that I had brought and placed it on the bed. There was enough to make sure I wasn’t going anywhere.


Jim was watching as I laid out each thing on the bed.

“Butt plug.”

“Head harness.”

“Anal hook.”

As I put the hook on the bed, I was wishing I didn’t bring it. I continued to bring out more items.


“Riding crop.”

“Hitachi Magic wand.”

“Ball gag.”

As I looked at the items laid out on the bed, I thought about their use, and immediately felt myself blushing again. Jim broke the silence.

“Good, thank you. Now come over here and we can discuss this weekend a little bit.”

I bit my lip, and moved to the other side of the room where he was sitted.

“Thank you for bringing those toys. I will really enjoy using them on you.” He said as he looked over at the bed.

I continued to blush as he continued speaking.

“Now for this weekend, let me set out some of the expectations and rules for this weekend, and a little of what you can expect. Then once I am done, you can decide if you still want to go through with it or not. That sound fair?”

I nodded my head.

“First thing. You will address me only as Sir at all times, and any place we are. If you fail to address me correctly, there will be consequences. Is that clear?”

“Yes Sir.” I replied as I nodded my head.

“Good. Now, this weekend you will be kept in bondage for large portions of it. Obviously we’ll need to eat, and go do some things, but I would expect to be tied up for a good part of the weekend.”

I nodded my head. I thought to myself about how long he was actually talking about. Surely it won’t be for hours on end.

“You will have safe words, and safe gestures if you are gagged, which you will be frequently. Red and yellow are your safe words. Yellow means slow down, and red means stop. If you are gagged, tapping your hands or fingers continuously means you need to have the gag removed so you can speak. Do you understand?”

“Yes, thank you.” Was my response. I was definitely glad he had enough sense to give safe words and that I didn’t have to ask about it.

“I just told you about how to address me, and you have already failed. After we are done, you’ll have your first punishment.”

I stared at him as I yelled at myself in my head for not saying Sir. “What the fuck are you doing?” I asked myself.

“I want you to quickly remind me of our previous chats and some of the things that you are into, and how some of these items can be used on you.”

I was afraid of this. Afraid that he was going to make me tell him this. It was easy over chat, but now having to verbally say some of it. I wasn’t sure how to get the words out.

“Well” I said quietly before stopping.

He just waited for me to continue.

“The... rope you can use to, umm, tie me up.”

This was harder than I thought.

“The, uh, plug and hook, well, those are, umm, self explanatory.”

“The flogger and whip can be used to whip my ass and my feet.”

“The gag can be used to shut me up. And the wand can be used to tease me, and force me to get off.”

I purposely did not say anything about the head harness, but Jim wasn’t having any of it.

“And the harness?” He questioned.

“Shit.” I thought to myself.

“Well, the harness is to lift my head off the bed when I’m tied up.” I quietly replied as I looked at the floor.

Jim chuckled.

“I think you missed a few details about that. But that’s okay. We will just see how it works, now won’t we?”

I nodded my head.

“Good. I think that covers quite a bit of it. We will discuss more as other things come up, such as going to a play party, or other things.”

I had forgotten about the play party.

“You also forgot to discuss another item.”

I looked at him puzzled.

He looked down at my feet.

“You’ve already forgotten about being sock gagged and your shoe being tied to your face?”

I immediately blushed, and was reminded of the drive to the hotel from the airport.

“I was not kidding when I said that you will experience it multiple times. You will wear those same socks for the rest of the weekend, and you will have your shoe tied to your face more times than I can tell you.”

I kept staring at the floor. I didn’t know what to say. I was embarrassed and humiliated hearing him say this.”

“Now that you’ve heard many of the things you are in for this weekend, you have a choice to make. If you still want to proceed, or if you want to back out. The choice is completely up to you. But remember, you asked for these things. I am merely giving you the option to experience what you wanted.”

I hated that he was right.

He took the collar out of his pocket.

“You’ll have one last chance to back out.” He said as he got up.

“Please get on your knees and turn around.” He continued.

He placed the collar around my neck.

“If you want to continue, you will take the padlock, and place it on the collar and lock it. You will remain collared for the entire weekend. It will not come off unless there is a medical need. You will remain collared anywhere we go, and yes, people will see you wearing it.”

I looked in the mirror. I knew that if I agreed, everyone would definitely know it was a collar. It was black leather, with a large silver ring in the front. I had already been collared in public at the airport. It couldn’t get much worse right?

He handed me the padlock. I looked at it and thought about whether I knew what I was doing. I could feel myself already getting hard. I played with the lock as I continued to think about what to do. Was I really about to hand myself over to a stranger for a weekend? With everything humiliating I’ve told him? I thought about the chats and the fantasies I told him about. And now here I was... and it was about to become a reality. I fidgeted with the lock for another moment.

“Well, fuck it” I thought to myself.

I moved to find the buckle on the collar and placed the lock through it, and locked it in place. Sealing my fate.

“Good, I was hoping you would agree.” Jim said, almost giggling.

“Now, it’s time for your first session. We’re going to make good use out of that head harness, and those dirty socks you are wearing. It’s time for your first hogtie, and punishment of the day.”


Continues in part three

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