And the Kink Goes On

San: Seven Straps and a Vibrator

Well, I have to admit that Kaiba gave me the idea.
See, I didn’t tell my boss about the demonstration. I didn’t ask him why when I found out that Kaiba had insisted that I be his only delivery boy. I did, however, get one of our brochures and take it home.
I started reading it after the second delivery. Kaiba had said that I should know about my product if I were going to make a sale. So, I started studying.
Oh, and about that second delivery:

Saturday night and I was standing on the steps of the Kaiba mansion again. This time I had two fairly large packages and no note.
Didn’t suppose I needed one this time.
The butler opened the door and led me to the library.
An hour later, Kaiba walks in. He looks cool and I might add, sexy. He is wearing this kinda mesh shirt, and some intriguing looking cargo pants.
A definite look for him.
Me? I’m just in my school uniform without the jacket. It was warm out, you know.
“Give me the larger box.” Kaiba states as he reaches my position and I hold it out. He takes it to the desk and opens it up. “Perfect. But are they strong?” he asks.
Ohh, did I not see that one coming?
“We are willing to refund if the product is not up to it’s standard, Sir.” I speal.
“Good, bring that one and follow me.” He says and I am right there.
Hey, it wasn’t that bad the last time, how bad can this be?
The room upstairs is not our destination this time. Just past the kitchen Kaiba pulls out a key and unlocks a door. I follow him in and find myself in a nearly empty room with some hooks on the walls and a wooden work table on the far end.
As I look around I see a few lengths of rope and low and behold there is Big Red. In a place of honor the crimson Phalic is mounted to the center of one of the walls on a padded hook.
I feel like waving to an old friend but instead I follow Kaiba who has put the box on the table and begun taking out several long thin straps of leather. “Just put that on the shelf there. I don’t need it tonight.” He says and I turn in the direction he has pointed.
The shelf is empty until I place the smaller box there, and when I turn back, Kaiba is stretching a strip of the leather between his arms.
“Um, Kaiba-san, Sir?” I begin, and he looks up.
“Hurry up.” He says, “Get those off. School uniforms are not my Thing.”
And I start wondering if that is a lie. But I strip quickly and fold my clothes onto the shelf next to the box.
Kaiba has the other box empty and has tossed the remains on the floor. He turns as I pull off my sock and underwear and watches me. It’s a little spooky to keep finding yourself naked in front of a fully dressed client, but then again, Kaiba was spooky to begin with.
“Come over here and sit on the end of the table.” He ordered.
I, of course, immediately obeyed.
NO, I haven’t lost my mind. I was intrigued by what he planned with those belts. Call me a freak, but the last week I was having some pretty erotic dreams, all involving the brunet before me, and some kind of sex game. I had to see just how far this guy goes.
So, there I was. Sitting on the rough wood surface of the table while the dude straps me with those belts.
There were seven of them. Almost all of them are attached together by a long strip of leather that runs perpendicular to them. The first one he puts around my shoulders and then one just below it. That one is rubbing on my nipples and it starts to tingle. Next he puts one about where my rib cage ends and I can’t raise my arms past the elbows.
Next thing I know he is pushing back onto the table. I lay there, and he’s got four more belts. I was about to say something when the next two were tightened at my hips and waist. Because, they are a little too tight. I can’t move my hands cause they are now being tied down to my thighs.
Kaiba stands back and looks his work over, tapping his chin as the last belt hangs from his hand.
“Um, Kaiba? I really can’t move here and I’m having some trouble breathing.” Normally I would be screaming this, but I know this dude is not going to react to that. So, I tried to reason with the maniac.
“You can breath just fine. Now, hold still.” He says as he pulls the last strap around my knees and tightens it in place.
Now, if looks were dangerous, I would be in danger of being eaten right now, cause Kaiba suddenly looks real hungry. He turns away and walks over to the empty box on the floor. Only, it ain’t empty. He reaches inside and pulls out a vivid green, long, slender toy with a wire attaching it to a remote.
Now, I knew we carried electric toys, and this one looks fairly harmless. But the look he is giving me doesn’t.
“Um, Kaiba. What are you going to do with that?” I ask as he sets it on the table near me. His hands are cool as he flips me over and lifts my knees so that I am nearly bent in two.
This is starting to make me rethink my curiosity index. I am never this curious.
“Hey, Kaiba. What are we doing here?” I ask, and he ain’t paying my questions any attention as he runs his hand over the curve of my butt.
Oh, boy. Now, that feels good. He is still an uptight prick, but his hands are like the softest kidgloves I have ever even considered wearing.
Just as I am about to ask him how he keeps them so soft, he runs a finger down my crack and starts moving it around the muscles of my hole.
Oh, yeah. I almost forgot about that vibrator.
I can’t remember how thick it was, but I think I can handle it. It was nowhere near the size of Big Red.
I am pondering this as he starts to push in and I realize he isn’t using any cream this time.
“Hey, what about lube?” I ask.
“It won’t be necessary,” he says.
Won’t be necessary? Says who? His finger slides deeper and starts to move around.
I want to hold back the sigh that escapes my lips but it isn’t possible. Even without lube he is real good at that and I mean it felt great. Really, great.
So, just when I feel like purring, he pulls out and steps back.
I lying there with my ass in the air and my face on the table and he’s just looking at me, kinda funny.
Then, he steps back up and starts pushing that pretty green thing into my well worked out butt. It slides easily for the most part, but I can feel every centimeter of the thing going in. It feels like you’d expect some medical procedure to feel.
“Tell me.” He says and I realize that was something I should have said out loud.
“Feels like I’m having a procedure. Like at a doctors.” I inform and he nods.
“And now?” he asks as he turns on the controls.
“Oh, shit!” I say as the toy comes to life.
That procedure just turned into the most erotic experiment ever as the vibrations travel straight up my dick.
“Well?” he says, and I roll my eyes back a little before trying to make my mouth work. He hasn’t stopped moving it around and I need to speak before he hits that spot and my mouth stops working all together.
“Feels like . . . I have been . . . plugged into a current . . and . . it’s controlling my dick for me. I don’t . . . . think I’ll last . . . long.” I threw out as quickly as I could.
Each move with the thing was sending the vibrations along a new nerve current and my fingers were twitching. I was squirming as much as the bonds would allow and my eyes were useless so I let them close.
“Don’t fight it. I want to see it do its work. Come for me.” He said in a husky voice and I lost it. The toy found my prostate even as he spoke the last sentence and my balls let loose.
The straps held me immobile but my reaction was to fight against them as I came, and by the time he was lowering me to the table and undoing them, I have managed to get marks everywhere they had been.
Once undone and tossed to the side, I find myself rolled away from the door and I hear his voice near it.
“I think that they will do fine. You know your way out.” And the door closes.
I rise to find that there is a damp towel on the table and he is gone. Once cleaned up and redressed I leave the room and head home.
I am not as sore today, but I still walk the bike home. I need the time in the open air to recover.


::And the little green beast is put to bed. Or taken to bed. Did he find it still there or did it leave with the CEO?? Now, what will the man think up next? How far will his little perversion take the poor little delivery boy? And what are they doing about school in between? Hmmm?
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