Morning came and it was time for breakfast. I decided to keep socalbond in the fist mitts and bondage socks, adding a collar as well. I then chained him to the wall while I made breakfast. I decided on something simple, eggs. Unlike dinner, he ate from a plate, on the floor, with fist mitts chained together. This way, he could not eat with his hands.
With breakfast over, it was time for him to pleasure me. Using his mitted hands and his tongue, he worked my cock and nipples until I shot my load. Now satisfied, I put him into a straitjacket for the rest of his time here. At first he was put into the bondage chair for more teasing and playing with his cock. After a while of teasing and edging, I made him shoot another load of cum. I then put him on the futon to relax a while, still in the straitjacket of course. His ankles were locked together and to the futon, reducing movement but allowing him to squirm when I worked him over. I kept him in this for a couple hours until our session was over. While the second day was a bit shorter, we still had a lot of fun. It was a fairly intense session for the length and very much worth it.
Socalbond needed some bondage R&R, so he came down to see me for a day. After he arrived, he was quickly put into handcuffs and leg irons. I stripped him of his tank top, ripping and cutting it off of him. Once cuffed, I shoved a ball gag into his mouth and blindfolded him. It was a good start to a long day of heavy bondage. Throughout the day, without exception, he was kept in some form of bondage. I kept him gagged or muzzled most of the time as well. I started with strapping him down to my bondage chair and torturing him for quite some time. I slowly added and tightened the straps holding him down until he was begging me to release him. After the bondage chair came the straitjacket. He was kept in the jacket and bound in various positions, still not allowed to cum. In the process, I extended his previous record of being strapped in a straitjacket, which was fun to do. Later in the evening, I cooked dinner. While I cooked, he was cuffed, in irons, and gagged while chained at both ends to my futon. Dinner was served to him in a dog bowl on the floor. I ate at the dinner table.
After our dinner, I put him into bondage sleeves and chained him down to the futon. After a long day of bondage and torture, he was begging to cum. I kept him on edge a while longer, using the vibrator only and forcing him to beg even more. Finally, he was allowed to cum, which he did into my hand. I smeared his load all over his chest. He was then given a bit of time to rest. When it was time to put him to bed, I replaced the bondage sleeves with fist mitts, chaining them together. A shorter spreader bar was locked at his ankles for the evening as well.
My friend, SquidVA, came over for again for more bondage fun. As he likes gear, I put him into a US Army uniform and boots. On top of that, he was placed in a straitjacket, Bishop Head Harness, and strapped tightly down to my bondage chair. After a bit of struggling and getting nowhere, I tightened the straps, adding a few along the way. Since he was very much bound, I took the opportunity to torture the boy with my vibrator and hands. I kept him moaning and squirming quite a bit. Sometimes I would leave the vibrator on and strapped to him, then shut it off in case he was going to cum. Just another fun day at the office.