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Read More. Cal called me the other day and asked if I wanted to join him on a birthday adventure. Cal had been a lot of fun online, and I finally met up with him a few times. Initially we had planned to meet for a ride. We both loved sports bikes and leather. That is how we had first found each others profiles online. Our first meeting ended up with very little actual time on our motorcycles. We both had similar desires that went far beyond bikes. So when he called to ask about this new adventure, and told me it was for his birthday, how could I say no? As three weeks passed, we continued to chat and tease each other.
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Read More. Cal called me the other day and asked if I wanted to join him on a birthday adventure. Cal had been a lot of fun online, and I finally met up with him a few times. Initially we had planned to meet for a ride. We both loved sports bikes and leather. That is how we had first found each others profiles online.

Our first meeting ended up with very little actual time on our motorcycles. We both had similar desires that went far beyond bikes. So when he called to ask about this new adventure, and told me it was for his birthday, how could I say no?

As three weeks passed, we continued to chat and tease each other. Often we ended up on an encrypted chat site role playing various scenarios. Inevitably one or both of us ended up in a dire predicament, that had both of us shooting our loads, before signing out. He eventually filled me in on a few, limited details. From the time we arrive, until we were finished, Cal and I would both be toys for Hunter, his friends and his boy-pup. He said it should really be exciting. After all something that was an object, had no rights to begin with.

As if it was our destiny and purpose. I got prepared for the long ride out. Really all I did was put a few basic items in my tank bag for a long weekend. A change of socks, underwear for the ride home, a tooth brush, my phone, wallet and my favorite handcuffs, which I planned to use on Cal if had the free time to do so.

I wanted to wear my Dainese riding gear that matched my bike, but I knew Cal loved black leather, So I opted for my older heavy black leather riding gear. Then just for fun, under my mirrored helmet I locked on, one of my skin tight leather hoods.

I knew it would get Cal ready and excited to play. It was still spring, so it would not be too hot to wear my rubber cat suit under the leathers. I just hoped the thighs or crotch were not going to rip out, like the last suit I had rode too often with. But I was really thirsty. After I pulled into his garage, he grabbed my bike keys. I did as he said.

I briefly felt much cooler, as the sweaty leather hood came off. That lasted only a moment until the rubber hood easily slid down over my face. The rubber hood had some sort of stiff tube gag built in and had clear lenses to look out from, that were already steaming up and obscuring my vision.

You will notice, that is nearly eye level, well above where your nose is getting air. It was pretty simple to do as long as he kept the flow, slow and even. I easily finished the small bottle of water. May as well get a little practice in, as to what sorts of things objects may have to do. I tried to back up a little, at least enough, not to get my leathers wet.

He grabbed my head, as he continued to piss. I was less worried about choking at this moment than I was about getting my leathers wet. When suddenly he just stepped back, and continued to piss. I could feel the piss running down the hood, down my neck, in, on and under my leather. I was upset, slightly angry about the possibility of ruining my leathers and really turned on.

Cal finished up, laughed and removed the hood. He placed two rubber mitts on my hands. They felt really sexy going on. As they slid on, my fingers felt what seemed like gloves sliding over each finger, bending them into a loose fist. They were deeply padded, and left my hands totally useless. He locked both of them on. He had me get in, locked my seat belt, got in the truck and we pulled out of the garage.

He told me we were heading out immediately. I started to object, saying that my bag was still in the garage, but he said everything we needed was already in the truck—the two of us. In fact the truck we were in, was dropped off the previous week and belonged to Hunter. That way we could get into the head space of being objects, owning nothing, as if we were being shipped as a delivery to him. He told me think of it, in a way like a consensual, non-consensual kidnapping.

To be delivered to our destiny. He would be joining me, as matching objects, when we arrived. He smiled when he looked down and saw the growing, long thick bulge, inside the rubber.

I was sweating lightly and my body felt as though it was vibrating with erotic excitement. My skin felt more alive than usual, and my nipples were just begging to used. In fact I already was feeling a strong desire to just be used. The last part of the drive was up a steep mountain highway. We were now heading what seemed to be west, up into the eastern side of the Sierra Mountains.

Even in the valley of Bishop, we were already above five thousand foot elevation. The smell of sage was pretty strong. I could see for miles, and all I saw going out of town was granite, sage, and the mountains we were heading into. The road seemed deserted. We passed a small grouping of homes at one point, then finally we hit a short gravel drive in sparse pine forest.

At the end of the drive was a simple A-frame house with a similar sized garage next to it. I guessed that we had arrived. The other man was a slender pup in a rubber pup hood, chain collar and a pair of untied leather boots. The pup opened my door, unfastened my seat belt and let me out. We walked around to what was more or less a court yard between the garage and the house.

Hunter was very informal and friendly as one would be with any expected guest. He pointed out the project they were doing in the court yard. He explained, that as part of the re-landscaping to match the arid climate, that they were going to build a covered breeze way from the garage to the house, but make it wide enough partially cover a new hot tub that should be delivered in about a week. But that they needed to pour the new walkway and pad for the tub first. We had to step over the forms which were ready for the new path, and pad for the tub.

But once we stepped into the house everything changed. Hunter walked in before his guests. He turned and faced Cal first, and told him to strip, right there at the door. Hunter ignored Derrick, who was still covered in latex, with only his head exposed. You dared to give me this gift. To become a gift, really. I hope you let this rubbery toy of yours know what it was getting into. Whether or not, too late now. Both are here now. No longer are you men, consenting to play. By entering my house, now are each just a pair of objects.

Just follow my directions and you will soon find that it is very easy to be the kind of object I enjoy. Hunter led it into the bathroom while leaving the rubbery one standing in the entry hall. He ordered it to thoroughly clean itself. When done Hunter walked in grabbed the spray nozzle it had used, turned on full blast and cold and sprayed the object down until it was shivering.

Quickly Hunter picked up a locking chastity cage and sealed it on. Lock it firmly in place. Once completed He led it to out to a small room with just a padded black bench and a bed covered in a thick black plastic sheet.

He left it there with the puppy, while he returned to have the other rubbery object stripped and cleaned the same way. As they walked in they noticed that the boy-pup already had the first object, face down on the fuck bench, fully impaled. The object was dripping from the thick heavy lube the pup had shot into him. Hunter smiled as he noticed a few red bite marks, the pup had made, in the neck and shoulder of the object. Meanwhile the pup that was still panting, and hard, did the same, with his object.



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