A Dom buddy messaged last week. Said he'd been seeing all my #Locktober posts and wanted to know why he hadn’t had opportunity to take advantage of my “puddly subby self” in person. Couldn’t let a Sir down!

As soon as I arrived, he led me to the bathroom where a full-body rubber suit and hood were waiting. I suited up and presented myself. He quickly added rubber mitts, blindfold, and heavy manacles to my wrists, ankles, and neck.

He pushed me to my knees at his sneaks and began inspecting his work. Apparently satisfied with my transformation into his gimpy toy, he leaned back and removed his shoes to reveal rubbered soles and toes. “Shine them up, gimp,” he ordered. I eagerly set to work, enjoying the taste and feel of worshiping a Sir's feet through a layer of latex.

“Nice work, boy. Let’s give you a taste of something else,” he chided as he lowered his pants. It was a challenge to maneuver and properly service Sir with the irons weighing down my neck and wrists. But being  crazy horny at the end of #Locktober and very motivated to please, you know this toy made it work!

“Must be nice to feel a real dick again,” he teased, pushing me back, unzipping my crotch, and pulling out my straining caged nub to hold next to his erect member. He stood me up and pushed me against the wall. Then quickly hooked each of my manacles to anchors, leaving me standing fully rubbered up and exposed in front of him. Grabbing one his gym shoes from the floor, he shoved it over my nose and began stroking himself as I melted to the scent of his recent workouts.

“You clearly won’t be getting off today,” he said between increasingly heavy breaths. “Bet your dick misses the feel of cum.” I could indeed feel my own cock straining to match Sir's arousal, stretching my balls forward, little nubs of flesh poking out of each of the cage's tiny holes. Soon Sir gave a shudder and I could feel his heat and wetness dribble down and around my cage. “Good toy,” he growled as I took one more deep inhale of his sneaker scent before he dropped the shoe to the floor.

“You know what happens to good toys when you’re done with them? They get stored away.” He hit the lights and left the room. I soon heard the sound of shower water starting up and a curtain being drawn. I would wait there covered in Sir's rubber, steel, and cum while he cleaned up and relaxed. My caged dick throbbing and twitching as I thought back over everything I had just experienced.