Stranded (bonus mini story) (Patreon)

As I'm stuck waiting for an appointment, I figured I may as well do something constructive, so I'm just going to make up a random story. Let's see how far I get while I'm sat here.

Also, typing on my phone, so autocorrect may interfere...

Stranded

I knew I had got lucky when I found Trey. Sweet, kind and sexy, he was already appealing, but then I found out his kinks perfectly complimented my own. I like taking risks and being embarrassed... he likes making me take risks and embarrassing me. Fucking perfect.

It started out with the usual sort of stuff - a quick wank in a public place, a strip while nobody was around, a naked drive, all the usual stuff. I suddenly found myself receiving alot more deliveries too. At first, I was just shirtless, then in underwear, then in a towel. Soon enough I was accepting deliveries while 'accidentally' dropping the towel. Once Trey got bored of that, I wasn't even allowed the towel.

Opening the door to strangers, completely naked, was exciting abd humiliating and horrifying and arousing. All of it, all at once. On a few occasions it had led to a little fun - a quick squeeze of my cock, a sneaky hand job, even a blow job from a pizza delivery guy. I thought that shit only happened in cheap porn!

Aa the weather improved, we started doing more outside. He liked me taking risks, but risking hypothermia was not the right kind. So as the heat rise, so did our excitement.

"Go out to the car!" he instructed me.

"Okay Sir," I said, grabbing for my clothes, having been sat naked beside him.

"I didn't say get dressed!" he snapped at me, though the smile that came with it made it clear he wasn't annoyed. He was a strict master, but never unkind. "Just go out to the car as you are. I'll be out shortly."

I did as he said, pausing at the door as I peered out. It was fairly late at night and already dark, but the driveway and front of the garden were fairly open to the street and people still passes by occasionally. Seeing the coast was clear, I hurried out and grabbed the door handle. It didn't open. Of course it didn't. He had told me to 'go to' the car, not 'get in' the car. Bastard!

I stood, hands clasped over my cock, looking round nervously at every noise. I knew he was watching me. I could hide... but I wanted to please him so I stood, even turning to face the road as a car drove past. I don't know if they saw me, but knowing they might was thrilling.

After a few more minutes, he came out and got in, then started backing out onto the road. He hadn't told me to get in, so I just stood there, watching. Once he wad put on the street, he opened the passenger side door and called out, "Get in!"

I walked, not ran, over to the car. I was still scared to be seen, but my need to push myself and please Trey was strong enough to help me retain control.

"Jerk off, but don't cum. Just keep edging!" Trey instructed as we pulled off.

"Yes Sir!" I said happily, grabbing at my dick. I hadn't cum in a couple of days and would have been horny already, but being naked in the car, with no clothes nearby and no clue what we were doing, I was ready to pop.

I had hit the edge in moments, letting go and letting him know. He aways liked to know. I kept doing it, over abd over, desperate for release but unwilling to disobey. I remained curious about where we were going, but as I realised we were basically going in circles I figured we were driving just for the hell of it, keeping me turned on by the risk.

I was quite surprised when we pulled into the car park of a large retail park. My cock throbbed without being touched.

"Okay, get out!" he said as he stopped the engine.

I got out and stood awaiting further instructions. He came round the car and grabbed my dick. I wondered if he might just make me cum, meaning I'd have a nerve-racking drive home with the post-orgasmic panic that always followed the risk.

He didn't stroke my dick. Instead he used it to guide me away from the car, a bag suspiciously slung over his shoulder. "Stand here!" he instructed, pushing me so I backed up against a lamp post, fully illuminated to the whole abandoned car park.

He opened up the bag and pulled out handcuffs and I knew what was coming. He cuffed my hands behind my back as I whimpered with equal amounts of fear and excitement. My cock was literally dripping pre-cum.

Next came ankle restraints, one for each leg, with a chain that looped around the lamp post to connect them. It's not like I could leave anyway, but the extra security made me feel even more trapped.

"Fuck, what now?" I asked as he leaned down to the bag again.

"Quiet. And squat down!" he ordered.

I complied, of course. I watched in shock as he pulled out and lubed up a butt plug, then unceremoniously impaled me on it, before nudging me to stand again. Again, he went for the bag. This time it was a rubber cock sleeve, which he pulled into place, effectively encircling my cock, my balls and then both together. I was already fully hard, but the extra tightness seemed to make my dick throb even bigger, pre-cum dribbling down the shaft.

"Oh come on..." I moaned as he pulled out more. This time, nipple clamps atrached via chain. I gave a grunt of pleasure as each one was attached.

"Hmm, nearly there. Just one more thing..." Trey said, looking up at me with a grin. He moved behind me.

"What? What is it?" I asked nervously.

He reached round and slipped a blindfold over my eyes.

"Fuck!" I muttered. "I'm so fucking close!" I could have cum on the spot.

"Okay, see ya later, hun!" Trey said, moving away.

"What? No! Don't!" I yelled out, panicked at his apparent departure.

"On yeah, I can't leave," he said softly, moving back to me and taking hold of my cock.

I whimpered at his touch.

"Not until I do this!" Trey said.

I don't know what did, but I felt sudden vibrations. The plug, the sleeve and the clamps, all started buzzing at once.

"FUUUUCK!" I yelled out.

"May wanna keep it down to avoid attracting any attention!" Trey whispered in my ear before kissing my cheek gently. "See you soon... ish!"

As whimpered at him, I heard him move away again, but this time I heard the car door open and close... then the engine started... and finally he was gone.

I was alone... stranded, naked, restrained and in the edge of a toe-curlingly intense orgasm, and all I could do was wait...

To be continued?