Lying on the bed completely mummified in tape. I’m totally spent and exhausted. My dick is in agony, the vibrating sleeve has been going full stop for some time now. I’ve cum four times In the thirty minutes Will had been in the shower. I would give anything to have it off, but it wasn’t going to be turned off. This was a punishment for losing a bet for the second time in a few weeks I had lost a bet and come out of it second best.
Will had shown a devilish streak I didn’t know he had. In the fourteen years we had been friends he had never shown a need to control me. He’d always been pretty protective of me though. He would often allow his mates to toy with me but would always put his mates back in there box if the went to far with me. I sort of enjoyed it at times having them jest with me knowing I had Will to back me up if I needed it.
Will game through door, causing me to use the last of the energy I had to struggle and grunt in the hopes that he would turn the sleeve off. His response was a chuckle “still got som energy in you better leave you like that then”
“Mmph uunggh mmph” I pleaded and whined.
Will was not going to let me off I knew it deep down but hoped there was even a slight chance he’d turn that infernal thing off.
“I’m not turning that off till your balls ache. I’m going to drain them till they run dry” the ominous sound in his voice caused all hope to drain from my mind. I was well and truly fucked.
Will settled beside me and ran his hands over my heavily taped body. He spent a lot of time playing with my aching shaft. It felt like every flick of his wrist over my tape covered penis caused another spurt of cum to dribble out. The jizz and sweat under all those layers was churning together making a sperm soup. Will kept his snuggling and teasing going for some time, at least another thirty mins.
I’d now been trapped in the tape cocoon for close to two hours. That infernal sleeve was still torturing me. I’d blown or trickled our eleven loads. My almost empty balls had started to ache.
Will was delighting in my plight, the torture had sapped all my energy if the intense buzzing was more relaxing I’d have fallen asleep. As tired as I was my eyes wouldn’t close. The hunky jock would occasionally hold a sock over my nose and force me to breath in his cheesy feet smell.
He finally got bored or perhaps sleepy himself and the sleeve was turned off. I felt the tape covering my head being removed, with so much tape applied it took a good fifteen minutes.
The alpha held his hand out and beckoned me to spit the putrid sock out. I didn’t need to be asked twice and spat the wretched tasting sock out gleefully. “Thank you sir”
“Don’t thank me yet, it’s almost time to sleep and your staying wrapped up. I don’t want you to make a fuss so your going to try out the new muzzle”
Wills new muzzle
“But Wi”.... I was cut off by a massive hand pressed against my mouth.
“I said no fussing. Just lie there quietly or I’ll stuff that sock back in before the muzzle” He hissed at me.
The grumpy jock grabbed the muzzle out of the bag and began fitting it over my head. He put the inbuilt ball gag in between my lips. I fought it slightly not really wanting to spend the night gagged again.
The smell of the leather was the first thing I noticed. It was engrossing, I was enjoying the sweet mild smell of new leather. The scent had an instant effect it calmed me, I suddenly felt submissive. I was shocked that a simple item of gear had been able to make me feel this way.
Will pulled the straps around my head and buckled them tightly. Given I’d barely protested or fought Will I was a little shocked when he proceeded to padlock the buckles to prevent me removing it. The fact that I was mummified and totally unable to get out anyway made the padlocks even more overkill.
I was surprised at how effectively it muffled my sounds, which was especially noticeable when Will once again held one of his putrid socks against my nose. The stench eliciting several tired grunts into the muzzle. I was so exhausted from my milking I barely put up and fight.
Will noticed my lack of enthusiasm and turned the sleeve back on, which definitely got the desired result. My sensitive cock and aching balls caused my tired body to roar back to life. I bucked and kicked trying to get the sleeve off. But my cock defied me and once again the blood rushed back down to my rapidly growing but highly sensitive penis. I began to moan put not in delight these were agonising.
Will once again placed the putrid sock over my nose. This time I thrashed and kicked with much more vigour. it was more about the vibrations then the smell. I was to focused on that to even notice just how bad the sock smelled. The muffled cries getting louder and more frantic as time went on. Will soon tired of tormenting me.
“Ssshhh, the sleeve is staying in all night. Now go to sleep” Will said whilst getting himself comfy.
He nestled near me but didn’t snuggle like he had been doing, he soon dozed off. As exhausted as I was the buzzing on my super sensitive cock made falling asleep close to impossible. I fidgeted and moved around trying to free my cock. The ache was unbearable, I was fighting a losing battle though.
I did eventually manage to get some sleep purely out of exhaustion but it was broken and light. When morning arrived I hadn’t really slept more than a couple of hours. The sleeve had probably brought on another dozen orgasms all of them dry.
Will rolled over and patted the bulge of tape. The agony of the area was extreme and elicited several screams. Will quickly turned the sleeve off and held me closely. He unlocked the padlocks on the muzzle and then in buckled the straps, before finally removing the muzzle.
Will held on to my cocooned body as we casually talked about the experience. After several minutes of conversation Will got up and grabbed some scissors. Finally I was being released. After so many hours trapped in there I was eager to be freed. As Will cut the tape away the sweaty funky smell coming from within began to escape.
Both of us crinkled our noses and had a mild look of disgust on our faces. I was so well mummified it took will quite a while to cut it off. Having been trapped for so long my body was quite sore and stiff. Will’s last act was to remove the socks from my hands. They were soaked through. Once finally freed I stretched my tired stiff body. The feeling of movement was something I never thought I’d appreciate so much.
“You look like shit” Will blurted with a laugh.
“I’m still very tired sir, I didn’t really sleep much”
“We don’t have to leave for the footy for a few hours stay in bed and sleep some more. I’ll wake you later on”
I didn’t need to be asked twice and nestled back into the bed. Will tucked next in and kissed me on the forehead.
“Sweet dreams boi”
It was a few hours later when Will came in to wake me. I’d been sleeping so soundly he had to shake me to wake me up. As I slowly opened my eyes adjusting to the light, I was greeted with Will’s booming smile.
“Hope in the shower sleepyhead we leave in half an hour. I groggily hoped up. My balls still ached and I clumsily walked to the shower like one of those bow legged cowboys.
The warmth of the shower worked wonders for my weary body. I just stood there for several minutes letting the water run down my body, before cleaning myself up.
When I got out of the shower Will was waiting for me. He had grabbed out some clothes for me to wear. One of my new jockstraps, new trackers and socks. I scrambled to get dressed until I noticed the cocky jock smirking at me.
He had a pile of rope beside him and had the contents of the duffel bag dumped on the bed. When Will noticed I was looking quizzically at him he lunged at me and wrestled me to the ground.
The heavy brute sat on me and squished the air out of me. I puffed and panted under his weight.
“I thought i was coming to the footy with you?” I breathlessly asked.
“You are coming to the footy, but I never said you wouldn’t be tied up”.
