The Pleasures of Wor Travel

The door clicked as David left the hotel room. I lay there naked on the bed...KY jelly making my backside feel slick...still in a cage I peer over at the nightstand and see the gun oil and realize he made me buy it and never used it.

"What the fuck did I just agree to?" I thought to myself. "I don't even know who this guy is and now my cock is locked in a cage with no access to the key...and I just have to hope that he will return to eventually unlock me."

I felt like the biggest fool in the world agreeing to do this, but him controlling me felt so good and I wanted nothing but to please him.

I took a moment to assess myself. Definitely feeling well fucked. My throat was sore from his cock repeatedly pushing into it...and I was feeling so turned on. My cock was still flaccid in my cage, but my excitement was still there. The only thing I had in the room was the butt plug, but after having just been fucked I'm pretty sure it would be difficult to keep in.

I decided I needed to get dressed and go back to the sex store to see if I can find some alternative. It's now 10:30, but I think they are open 24 hours.

I got dressed and checked how my crotch looked in my pants with the cage on. Nothing too obvious, so I felt okay going out. Not like I had a lot of choice anyway, the cage was not coming off.

When I entered the sex store, the clerk who was the same one on earlier in the day when i shopped, gave me a sheepish grin. I'm sure he was thinking I had already put the other accessories to use and couldn't scratch my itch.

I found a prostate stimulating toy and a girthy life-like dildo. After picking up some water based lube, I made my way to the checkout. I made it through the awkward processs and headed back to the hotel.

Once in my room, the clothes came off. I spent a moment checking myself out in the mirror with the chastity cage on. It felt really emasculating to allow David to simply render my male identity moot. A strange feeling, but also a turn on. My only source of sexual pleasure right now was my ass.

Time to get to it. I played with both toys hoping I could convince myself to have an orgasm through anal and prostate stimulation, but this is reality. I felt like I was just on the edge (as I had when being fucked earlier), but I could never quite get there.

A little after midnight, I decided I needed to get some sleep. Wanting to embrace my caged state, I slept in the nude. I woke up in the middle of the night as my cock was pressing on the cage, rising toward morning wood, but unable to achieve it. The pressure stopped and I returned to sleep.

I awoke in the morning. Peed like a girl and then showered. Having business meetings all day, I got dressed ina suit and checked in the mirror. You could see a little something in my pants, but you'd have to look hard to tell it was there. Unlikely anyone was going to spend that much time studying my crotch.

Off to the capitol I went, spending my day meeting with senators and state reps...thinking about how my cock was caged while trying to stay focused on the topic matters I had to discuss.

I was done by midafternoon and decided to grab a late lunch/dinner. I sat at a sushi bar eating and thinking about what I'd gone through last night. I could feel my cock press against the cage as I remembered David fucking my throat and felt proud of the fact that I was able to make it through without having to pull back.

Mentally, I was super turned on still. I'd had a heightened level of sexual awareness all day long...so much frustration from getting pounded and not achieving release. Every guy that had a healthy bulge in their pants was noticed by me. Every woman showing even a little bit of cleavage caught my glance. It was like sex was all around me and I couldn't satisfy myself. A wonderful tortured feeling and it just made me yearn for tonight...if he showed up. My mind would inevitably shift to that scenario and the question of how to handle that. I knew I would just have to suck it up and take the embarassment. Let's hope it's not necessary.

I returned to the hotel room around 5 pm. I decided to go ahead and get myself ready. So, I showered and took the opportunity to touch up my crotch shaving, clearing off my taint, hole and the majority of my ballsac that was pressing out of the cockring on the cage. After showering, a quick douche and another dose of immodium.

At 6 pm, I decided to see if I could squeeze a nap in before David arrived and managed to sleep right up until 8 pm. Now, it is do or die. Does he show up.

Fifteen minutes passed and I began to worry. I didn't know how to contact him. He was an anonymous profile on Sniffies, I had no cell phone number, and I only knew his first name. Another 15 minutes pass and I'm at nearly a panic now. If he doesn't show, when do I take the embarassment? Tonight or tomorrow morning?

I decided that if he doesn't show in another 20 minutes, I'd go to the lobby and scope out who is at the front desk. Maybe I'd feel more comfortable with the embarassment in front of one person over another...not sure what my logic was.

Time passed and I decided I needed to go downstairs and see who was behind the desk. Of course, it was a young African American girl and I was old enough to be her father. In my mind, logic hit and it didn't matter who it was. The situation was going to be embarassing. I got in line behind the folks checking in.

After about 5 minutes, David makes his way in the lobby. I was saved...but now we would be seen together. He approaches me and says.

"Sorry, I'm late. Let's go."

"I'm glad you decided to show up."

We made our way to the elevators. When the elevator dinged, he reached forward and grabbed my crotch. The doors opened and a woman was standing there ready to exit and I saw he look clearly down to David's hand grabbing at the cage. She shot us a disgusted look and exited the elevator.

We made our way up to the room without any other run ins. Once inside, he immediately told me to get undressed. I did as commanded and he pushed me over to the desk chaise loung and instructed me to get onto the chair on my knees with my ass facing outward.

I mounted the chair and he pushed my shoulders down. I was now shoulders down, ass up with my ankles over the edge of the chair. He took a bottle of lube out of his backpack...not KY, something else. He pressed a dollop of it onto my hole and got onto his knees at the base of the chair (still fully clothed). In short order, I felt him push a finger into my hole.

Still feeling extremely turned on from my experiences and thoughts from the day, my response was outsized for a single finger entering me. I moaned loudly as it slid in.

"Does that feel good? You've been locked up and unable to touch your cock. I bet you're really horny," David stated.

He began stroking my ass with his finger and then started curling it to my prostate. My moaning got more intense. He started doing the "come here" gesture with his finger brushing it over my p-spot. I was in heaven with stuttering moans and grunts coming out with each motion. He gripped by balls with his other hand and began pulling on them as he stroked with his finger.

I quickly returned to a trance like state. He continued at it for a while and then I felt his mouth and breathing close to my backside. Then, a wet warm feeling on my balls. He began lapping at my sack while he continued rubbing my p-spot. The feelings were otherworldly. I was getting so much pleasure from my hole and the tongue on my sack seemed secondary.

David removed his finger and then replaced it with his tongue. Lapping at my hole, I remember feeling like I wanted nothing more than to just jam his whole face in my ass. I'd never felt such a hunger for penetration. I wanted him fully inside me.

Warm and wet...softly then firm, he moved his way over and back on my hole. Flitting and licking at a furious pace, I could do nothing except moan and enjoy the sensation.

After a few minutes, the assault on my hole stops and I'm told to turn around. David quickly undresses and I can see he is fully hard...clearly enjoyed my moaning and tasting my hole.

He approaches with his cock straight to my lips. I grab it with my hand, turning it upward and licked slowly from the base to the tip, then circling the tip with my tongue. He moans and then says, "Take it."

I open my mouth and slide over the head of his cock. It tastes salty, like he hasn't showered and may have been sweaty earlier in the day. I can smell a musk from his crotch.

I'm so fucking turned on, it doesn't even matter. I plunge his entire cock into my mouth and throat and enjoy his grunt as my chin hits his balls. I begin rapidly sucking, going all the way down my throat for proabably 15-20 lunges. His grunts and moans had my cock pushing against the cage. I slowed my pace and moved to a more traditional blowjob, making sure to use the slobber that my throating had lubed it up with...slurping sounds were emanating from me as I continued to do my best work on him.

Squeezing his sack, I picked up the pace him and his grunting became intense. After a few minutes of pushing the limit, he let out a load moan and began shooting his cum in my mouth. Four solid streams...even though he had come yesterday. The miracle of youth.

I decided to get porny on him and held it in my mouth. Once his final shot had completed, I pulled off of his cock and looked him in the eye with my mouth open. My mouth felt like it was about to overflow. I watched him gaze down with a look of pride and the prize he had given me. I swallowed and enjoyed every last drop.

Unlike porn movies, where sometimes it looks like the person is swallowing out of obligation and a little grossed out by it, I love it. It feels like a victory and a trophy I get to keep.

"Sorry I came so easily, but don't worry, I'm not done with you," David said apologetically.

"No need to apologize, that was an incredible experience and I don't want to ever miss the opportunity to make someone cum. I'm glad you did," I said.

"i'm going to take a shower. You wait here for me. We'll continue in a few minutes."

I climbed into the bed and just listened while he showered. I looked over at his backpack and wondered if he brought anything new. I decided to get up and grab the plug I had purchased. A little gun oil and in it went. I oriented myself on the bed with my ass facing the bathroom door, laying on my stomach. I wanted him to see my plugged hole right when he came out.

After about 10 more minutes, the shower shuts off. I hear him moving around in the bathroom and he opens the door. I'm peering back over my shoulder at him and I see that he is partially erect. (Wow, maybe I should consider guys in their 20s more often).

"You look ready," he says. "Roll over and bring your ass to the side of the bed."

He brings his backpack over to the bed, while I shimmy over to the side of the bed on my back. Holding me legs up so my ass is within access of the side of the bed, I wait to see what he pulls out.

He pulls out four leather cuffs with D-rings on them. He grabs my wrists and places them on them and then each ankle gets a cuff. He pulls a retractable pole out of this bag and clips carabiner clips on the ends of the pole to the cuffs. With a few clicks, he spreads my arms and legs outward.

I've never been restrained before, but at this point, I would let him do almost anything to me. My mind was wondering what other surprises lie in the bag.

The gun oil is still lying on the night stand. He grabs it and applies it to his fingers.

Sliding two fingers into my hole, he dives right into rapidly attacking my p-spot. He begins finger fucking my asshole with upward pressure. Going so fast, it must look like he is punching my ass.

Involuntary moads start escaping me. He keeps on pounding a relentless assault on the most sensitive spot on my body. I listen to the clips on the spreader bar clacking with each punch to my hole and the whole scenario is making my mind melt.

I feel a wave building inside of me...the pounding continues...the wave builds.

My body tenses up and my breathing pauses...I groan loudly and feel something that is like an orgasm, but much longer.. The groan and tenseness does nothing to slow the pounding. It just keeps coming. I look toward my crotch...continuing to moan and spasm. I see cum exiting my cage and realize that if it wasn't a full on hands free orgaasm, it was certainly close.

He slows his assault on my hole and then removes his hand. When he stands up I see that he has returned to fully hard.

"Please fuck me. I want your cum inside me," I beg.

No one has ever come inside me, but I was so turned on...it was definitely time.

He grabs the gun oil and slathers it on his cock. In one motion he goes balls deep. I've been warmed up enough...not even a little shock. The stretch feels good.

He grabs the spreader bar and pushes it toward me. Contorting me and pushing my ass higher in the air.

Unsatisfied with my position, he pulls out and grabs my hips to pull me further over the edge of the bed. It felt like I was going to fall off.

He then pushes back on the spreader bar and the slipping sensation goes away. Back in all the way, I feel his cock brush over my prostate. A shiver pushes through me...still sensitive from his fingers. He begins pumping. The bar provides an angle where each stroke hit the spot.

"You like that cock, you little slut?" he says in a dominating voice.

"Yes, baby, this pussy is all yours, fuck it for me. Fuck it hard," I say with a soft voice.

He begins pounding me full steam. I can feel every stroke brush my p-spot. I look down and see there is pre-cum oozing from the cage. My cock is completely out of the picture, not a single sensation there, but cum dripping nonetheless.

Smack, smack, smack. His hips are hitting mine with every stroke.

"Fuck me harder..." I encourage him, knowing he's giving me all he's got.

He pounds relentlessly for another minute and then pulls out.

Pushes the bar forward...WHAP. Hot sting as his hand hits my right cheek. WHAP...another hot sting, but on my left. WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP. My ass was on fire and I'm feeling so turned on.

He lines his dick up to my hole and drives balls deep. He pulls out again and repeats. Over and over, stretching my sphincter. My groans continue with every lunge.

He pulls out and tugs on the spreader bar to roll me over.

"Get on the bed," he commands.

It was really difficult to move with my arms attached to my ankles. I inch worm my way to the center of the bed and he climbs on behind me.

Standing behind me, he pushes his downward and drops it into my ass. He bounces up and down and it feels amazing. He readjusts and finds just the right positiion and begins fucking me in earnest.

It was dehumanizing to be face down on the bed being fucked hard by another while so vulnerable. But, I kind of liked the feeling.

The fucking continued for five or six minutes. I was freely moaning and enjoying every sensation...when I hear something building in him. He conitnues pounding and his volume increases. His motions become jerky and he grunts loudly...I realize I'm taking my first load in my ass.

"Cum for me, baby. I want your cum, give it to me," I encourage.

His grunting comes to an end and he continues pumping my ass. Eventually, I hear him pull his deflated cock from me.

He leans down and pulls the clips from the spreader bar.

"If you are a good boy and clean me off, I'll let you out of that cage before I leave."

Knowing that is my only path, I move to my knees in front of him. I can feel his cum draining only my the back of my leg as I move my mouth to his now half hard cock.

It has white foam on it, likely stirred up lube...a mixture of gun oil and whatever he brought for his oral use. As I take his sloppy cock in my mouth I notice a fruity flavor...must have been his lube...mixed with the chemical flavor of the gun oil. I take his cock all the way in and suck. Bobbing on it, I go at until all the flavor is gone.

I pull his cock out of my mouth and then descend on his balls. A build up of fuck foam there as well. Lapping at it, I go until it is clean. He grabs my chin and pulls upward, signaling me to get on my feet. He leans in and kisses me, drving his tongue into my mouth. Showing me one last time that he was in control.

The kiss broke off and he immediately started getting dressed. I was clenching (to the best of my ability at this point) to hold is cum from ending up all over the floor. After he was dressed and packed, he went to the safe. I heard 4 beeps and the actuator moving. He stuffed the dildo in his backpack and approached me with the key to the cage.

Getting on his knees he removed the lock cylinder and pulled my cock out of the cage. After removing the shaft, the balls came out and I was free. He leaned in and opened his mouth, pulling my cock in. One fast suck and he stood up.

"Thanks for truly making this about my cock," he said. "It was an incredible fuck."

And just like that he was gone.

I made my way to the bathroom and let go. His cum oozed out and I looked down to see it suspended in the water.

I retired to the room and thought back through it all as I finally stroked my cock. When I came, it was thin and watery...like I had already cum today.

The best work trip I've ever taken.