Weekend Visit
By unknownI pull into the driveway and shut my car off. I look at the house and I am quite impressed. Gary and I have been talking online for weeks, and have met for coffee on several occasions. Tonight is going to be the night that we see if I am going to accept him as a rubber slave or not. I get out and go around to the trunk and get out one of my gear bags. I decide that the other can stay there for now, and I will get it later if I need it.
I go up to the door and knock, and it is immediately answered by Gary in nothing but a pair of white underwear. I walk inside without a word, and listen as he welcomes me. I ask him for a tour, and he takes me through the house. He explains that his room-mate is already asleep and knows what we are going to be doing for the weekend. I look at Gary questioningly and he quickly explains that his roommate said he would stay out of the way and mind his own business.
“Good, I am not really sure I like the idea of doing this with him here but as long as he doesn’t get in the way. Now, let’s go down into your basement as there was plenty of room down there in your game room, and I can get some things out of my bag,” I tell him in a voice that sets the tone for what is to come.
We get down into the game room and I open up the large rolling footlocker of gear. “Go kneel in the fucking corner while I get things ready, boy,” I tell Gary and slip a pair of Irish-8 handcuffs on him behind his back.
I get out my own uniform of olive latex jodhpurs and uniform shirt and Sam Browne belt and boots. Then I get out the suit I have brought for Gary to wear, the .9 mm latex is the heaviest weight suit that Latexas makes and the codpiece of it will give him false hope of what’s to happen. I take a hood to match the suit out and then take out a restraint set of collar, wrist cuffs, waist belt and ankle cuffs. Last I grab a small plastic container that has locks and keys for everything.
