I always enjoy a boy squirming around in a straitjacket. Hearing the creak of the leather and the rattling of the buckles is an exciting sound. This boy was placed into my straitjacket and his leather chaps. The chaps made his ass nice and accessible. I made use of it by shoving a butt plug inside of him, forcing him to wear it for the duration of his bondage. I added belts and some rope to reduce his ability to struggle. Leg irons, which I locked together, were added to make sure he couldn't move his ankles. Breath control is also something I enjoy doing on occasion. When a boy is bound and has no control, it is even better. So, this one was placed into my Russian gas mask which I had taped over the eyes, ensuring he couldn't see what was going to happen. With his ass plugged, his body bound, and wearing a gas mask, he had no choice but to accept the torture he was to endure.
Keeping a bound boy at home is a lot of fun. However, sometimes you have to go out to get something to eat or do shopping. Instead of leaving them, I take them with me. Usually handcuffs, a collar, and a leash work well for such a thing. However, that seemed too easy for this boy. While bondagesub82 was here, we went out a few times. I put him into different gear and different bondage.
For our first evening, we walked to PECS Bar while he was in a straitjacket and on leash. We had a lot of fun though he was a bit nervous at first. On Friday, we went for a walk to Hillcrest for lunch and some window shopping. I put him into my new Clejuso Heavyweight cuffs. For an added adventure, he was also wearing a grey hoodie with a front pocket. His hands were cuffed in the pocket, so he was bound and no one knew. That changed a bit at lunch, when I took his hands out and cuffed him for lunch. After lunch, I put his hands back in the front pocket. This changed yet again, and this time with a bit more visibility, when we stopped at 7-11 for a drink. He walked with me from there to home with his wrists cuffed in front of him, fully exposed. We did get a few surprised looks which made the walk much more fun. That night we went again to PECS with another friend. This time we were all in leather, with the boy cuffed, in leg irons, a Bishop Head Harness from Mr. S., and of course, the leash.
For our last evening out, we first went to The Hole in motorcycle leathers. It was still early, so we headed back home first to drop off the motorcycle. I decided to bring him back to PECS one last time. This time, we both were in motorcycle leathers, with him of course bound. I chose belly chains, bondage collar, leg irons, and my leash. This boy loves being on leash and his smile just shows it!