Author's Note: This is my first story, and was highly influenced by some other stories on this site, so ideas for a next one and tips for this one would be great. Thanks!


Work was out early, as it always was Friday. By 2 I was at home, brain storming what to do tonight. It has been a long time since I have done something fun, but I didn't really feel like going out. Then I knew exacly what i was going to do! Quickly, I called my girlfriend Emma, and told her that we would get pizza at 6 tonight. Following up, I told her to let herself in if I was tied up, and snickered at this pun. I undressed, and went to the washroom. I didn't want any accidents to happen while I was occupied! I took out a suitcase from under my bed, and opened it up. Inside were things that most people wouldn't have the slightest clue what they were, but I knew perfectly what the toys did. It was time for the fun to begin.

I took out my T-Boner. It is the most powerful vibrator I own. It had a rubber stick with two straps on it. You would take your cock, and strap it on to the black stick. This was placed on a stand that held it perpendicular to the stand. This stand had a tripod base, and held your cock parallel to the floor. The black rod at the top could virbate at 3 different speed, which were chosen on the power cable. A few years ago, I figured out a little trick where I hook up the wand to a timer that would turn it on for 15 minutes and then turn off for 5 minutes on a cycle on medium. 15 minutes is much too long for this vibrator with only a 5 minute rest and I am always left gasping and weak legged after its use. It had been such a long time since I had used it last, so i decided to turn it to full power. I usually don't use the full power button as I think I would pass out from it assaulting my cock for that length of time.

I moved a book case in my living room, which revealed a wall with four hooks on it. These hooks perfectly fit with all my bondage equipment perfectly. I went back to my suitcase and I picked up the timer, a three foot long spreader bar with leather cuffs attached, two small lengths of chain and four padlocks that all use the same key and two leather wrist cuffs and my leather hood and walked out into the room and dumped them on the floor beside the wall.

I walked to the freezer and took out the string I had frozen in the ice tray. I tied all the keys I was using to a length of string and tied this string to the eye screw closest the bookshelf. The end with the keys I tied to one end of the frozen string and the other end of the frozen string I pinned to the top of the bookcase using a drawing pin. When the ice melts, the weight of the keys would drop and I would feel the keys swing to the floor brushing my hand as the signal for me to try to get loose.

I put on my wrist cuffs and placed the keys locking the cuffs to my wrist on a shelf on the bookcase, and then picked up the hood, then I tightly laced up the hood.

I pushed the timer into the wall socket and plugged the vibrator into the timer at maximum power. Then I padlocked the spreader bar to my legs and then struggled over to the wall with the small chains. I pushed the chains through the D ring of my leather cuff and padlocked my left wrist to the chain dangling down the wall. It was tricky with just one hand to loop the chain through the d ring on my right wrist cuff but eventually I snapped the padlock shut on the chain and was effectively trapped until the ice melted.

All in all I was having a great time dreaming about being some slave boy trussed up to the dungeon wall waiting for the jailer to come, or waiting for a dominatrix to come.

Then my concentration was broken with a jolt. A jolt between on my cock, to be exact. The timer for the vibrator had started and was assaulting my cock. I tried to buck my cock from the vibrator but the harness held it firmly against me. My initial screech into the gag had in seconds, turned to moaning pants and gasps. When the wave of orgasm crashed over me I was literally shouting into the gag. Cum squirted from my cock, and shooting like a rainbow. The reason I had chosen the hood for this was the hood would muffle more of the sound of my crying orgasms.