Use the rope to envelop yourself in a rope corset like the one you described to me online. Ensure that the rope goes between your legs and up your arse crack so the plug cannot escape. Make it as tight as you can; I will tighten it later.
Get dressed again. Do NOT masturbate!
I will expect you at the address overleaf at 4pm exactly. There will be consequences if you are late, or if you have not followed my instructions to the letter.
K
He re-read the note a couple of times, then checked his watch. It was 1pm now, so She wanted him to wear this stuff for 3 hours? He'd worn a butt plug before and new how uncomfortable and frustratingly arousing that could be. Oh well, he thought, in for a penny ....
Following the instructions was a lot stranger than just reading them. Standing naked in a coffee shop toilet cubicle was an experience in itself. He checked to the tiny little bolt on the door a number of times just to be certain no-one could mistakenly barge in. It wasn't exactly the most sanitary place he'd ever been naked in. It all seemed to designed to make him as uncomfortable as possible. He wondered if that was intentional.
The scrotum ring was pretty heavy and was a serious piece of... he supposed "jewellery" was the nearest description. It was a thick stainless steel ring that was hinged on one side and had an interlocking clasp on the other. The clasp was currently covered with a small plastic cap to stop it closing by accident. It looked as if the clasp would close such that the surface would be flush making it almost invisible. The hinge also looked as if it would merge to make the ring seamless all the way around. The inner diameter was pretty small so it would be tight, but hopefully not so tight as to restrict blood flow.
He positioned the opened ring behind his balls, removed the plastic cap and carefully closed it, ensuring his skin wouldn't get caught in either the hinge or the clasp mechanism. He was right about the diameter. It was pretty tight. There would be no chance of slipping a ball out once it was closed. Taking a deep breath he pressed the clasp fully shut and felt something click and engage. Only when he let go did he realise just how heavy it was. It also felt very odd between his thighs and he was worried it might make him walk a bit bandy-legged.
Next out of the bag came the butt-plug. This was an intimidatingly thick object. Not very long, obviously intended to stretch and widen rather than invade his upper colon. He had a feeling this was going to be a bit of a struggle to get all the way in. Possibly also quite hard to remove later. He smeared a generous amount of lube onto the plug and began to work it in and out, gradually pushing it deeper. He could feel it stretching his anus open a bit more each time and started to worry about things splitting. At that moment someone outside entered the toilets and the door slammed. This was such a surprise that he jumped and pressed the plug so hard that it popped inside! Stifling a moan he spent some time deep breathing and exploring his lewdly bulging anal ring while he waited for the other person using the facilities to leave. A gentle pull on the plug's wide base confirmed that it was well and truly embedded. He felt very full and "bottom heavy". He reminded himself of one of those toys which you could knock over and they always stood up again.
The rope corset was something he'd described to Her in one of their online chats. It had seemed to him to be an elegant way to impose bondage on someone while they were in public without anyone but the people involved being aware of it. He had read online instructions on what to do and so he had a good idea how to set it up. He first doubled the rope and tied a loop at one end. Then he knotted the doubled-up length at 12" intervals. Slipping the loop over his head he positioned the first knot between his nipples. That put the second knot just above his penis and the third, once the rope went either side of his balls, pressing onto the butt plug. The trailing end went up his back and through the back of the neck loop. He pulled it as tight as he could manage before separating the strands and puling them around to the front on either side, looping them though the second loop then back again. Each time pulling as tight as he could making the loops into "diamonds". It all felt very strange, but arousing. His cock had been hard for quite a while already but it now felt like a steel bar. That in turn caused his scrotum to pull tighter through the steel ring pulling his balls up tightly against its underside.
Despite having both his arms, wrists and legs completely free he still felt well and truly bound.
He really wanted to stroke his cock and cum right now. But he knew that was a test he definitely didn't want to fail. So he put his clothes back on instead. It was a bit of a struggle to get his cock to stop making a tent in his trousers but eventually it softened a little.
Putting clothes on top of the ropes felt very odd. But not as odd as moving around in them. Walking up the flight of stairs from the basement toilets to the main coffee shop demonstrated to him exactly how weird it felt having a butt plug tied into his body. Being pressed and constricted inside him with each step. Back at his table he sat down to recover and straight away also discovered that sitting on a butt plug was another new experience. It was going to be a long day, he thought.
So for the next couple of hours he killed time by walking around and window shopping. He felt incredibly self-conscious and wondered if anyone could tell what was going on with him. He looked at his reflection in the shop windows. Kept catching himself off-guard as the weight of the scrotum ring took him unawares. Every step, cough, and sneeze giving him new and shocking feelings in his, now quite sore, anus. Sitting was uncomfortable, and he was sure the plug and ring were making him walk differently. But he had no choice now. He was under Her control even though She was nowhere nearby.
That thought caused yet more embarrassing bulges in his pants.
Finally, and with some trepidation but also a feeling of relief, he found himself outside the address She had given him. It was 3.57pm. He was hot (and not just because of the weather) and a little tired from walking around. He was certainly ready to have that ring and the plug removed. The ropes were chafing.
4pm on the dot he rang the doorbell. Then waited, and waited. Ten minutes passed and still nothing. He didn't know what he should do. He was just starting to panic when his phone received a text message.
"I can see you. You look so pathetic. Wait there until I tell you otherwise."
What? He looked around, and up at the windows. Eventually he spotted a camera staring down at him from the corner of the building.
Another text...
"Go into the kitchen through the side door. You will find instructions on the table."
He looked around and noticed a gate that opened into a walkway down the side of the house where there was another door. He went through the gate and opened the door into a large kitchen. On the table, as indicated, there was a sheet of paper:
Take off all your clothes and fold them neatly before placing them in the cupboard beside the sink.
Lock the ring gag in your mouth.
Put the two small clothes pegs on your nipples.
Put on the leather wrist and ankle cuffs.
Open the door into the hallway and crawl upstairs. My bedroom is the 2nd door on the left. Wait kneeling with your knees apart, back perpendicular and with wrists behind you until told otherwise.
K
