As we walked to the car, Stan said, "Boy, didn't we give them an eyeful?
They will be talking about this for a few days."

I agreed.  He then asked if he thought he should have put on my collar and
led me out on a leash.  I replied that I don't think that would be credible.
  In fact, locking my habnds behind my back may have been a bit excessive
for the "runaway" description.

We got to the car and he put me in the seat and buckled the seatbelt.  I had
to move my arms so that I wouldn't be sitting on my cuffed wrists.  We drove
for a half-hour and Stan stopped at a roadside park, which was deserted.

"I have a surprise for you.  Come along."  He led me to a tree far from the
road and undid my wrist cuffs, backed me up to the tree, and locked my
wrists on the other side.  Then he also repositioned my ankle cuffs around
the tree.  He picked up a small bag from the ground and removed - - a large
dildo!  He unzipped my unitard a bit to give some play in the front, then
dropped the dildo down the front, between my "twins."  He managed to work it
around, not helped by the Depends which he had me wear - - after all, he
didn't want me to dribble (or worse) on his car seat.  He got it in place
and slowly shoved it in.  My body trembled, and probably would have moved
more if both sets of manacles didn't hold it in place.

Before he removed the handcuffs from the tree, he put the bondage belt
around my waist.  Then the handcuffs, locking them in front.  And rather
than put the legirons back, he put my collar on again and used a leash to
control me.  He also took the time to put the two cuffs on the side rings of
the belt around my elbows.  I noticed there were two larger cuffs angling
from the rings but didn't ask about them.

Just walking started the dildo to make me hot.  I thought to myself that I
had excluded sex from the weekend but had not even thought of something like this.  We drove by a theater and Stan parked as close as we could find a
place.  "We are going to a show!"

"I'm going dressed like this?  For everyone to see?"  He assured me that he
would drape a coat over my shoulders, and anyway, we were far from home.  He removed the leash and we walked into the theater.  Apparently the coat hid
anything which might raise the eyebrows of the tickettaker.  The usher
showed us our aisle seats - - he had bought these in advance.  There was a
girl sitting in the third seat.  Stan told me to sit in the second seat, and
just as I did, he held onto the coat - - and I was sitting down in my
unitard, with all the manacles showing!  He walked into the empty row behind
and asked the girl siting next to me to lock the other manacle around the
arm of the seat, and he did the same on his side.  Then he went out to get
some candy.

Of course the girl and her dat wanted to know all about my imprisonment.  I
explained it as best as I could.  Stan returned and the show was ready to
begin; it was a community theater production of ROCKY HORROR PICTURE SHOW, so he knew this would be a kinky crowd which would appreciate my outfit.
Already, I could hear the girls behind me saying sometrhing about my collar;
after all, the padlock in back was very clearly seen.

Just as the lights went out, Stan leaned over and said, "Remember, this is a
live theater performance so we DON'T make any noise."  What did this mean?
It was clear when the house went dark and he reached down to my crotch and I
felt a sudden jolt.  That dildo was a vibrator!  And it was churning away
inside me, driving me crazy, and I could do nothing about it but squirm in
my seat, nor could I vocalize with the scream which I wanted to when I came
to an explosive orgasm.

Well, when the show was over, I was pretty limp.  I could have asked for a
change in position but I was comfortable, and who knows what might have been next?  He handed the girl next to me the key to the cuff and then he
unlocked mine.  He took out the leash, snapped it onto the ring in the front
of my collar, and led me out to the car.  Since everybody was exiting at the
same time, it took a bit of time to go up the aisle and, of course,
everybody got to see my manaclesd, since my coat was draped over Stan's arm.

It was a very appreciative audience for my show, and some asked Stan for
advice on how they could do this to their girlfriends - - who were not too
happy about this.  We got to the car and I was again buckled into the
seatbelt, and away we went.  It was now only 10:00 so there could be more to
the evening, though I was almost asleep.

I had told Stan on the way out of the theater that nature was beginning to
knock on the door but he told me that we would be at our destination for the
night in a half-hour.  So I waited.  [Part of the impetus for waiting was
knowing the humilation I would face in the ladies room!]

We drove for about 45 minutes and he stopped near a cabin which seemed to be
in the middle of nowhere.  He unbuckled the seatbelt, took the leash, and
led me along a path into the cabin.  What a cute little place it was, with
two small bedrooms, a kitchen, and a living room.  He explained that it
belonged to a friend and that there were 20 acres of property along with the
cabin.

He sat me down in the living room, tossed a piece of clothesline over the
beam in the ceiling, and tied my leash to the rope - - out of each, of
course.  Then he went to make the bed in my room.  He came out in a few
minutes, put the legirons on me, then released the belt and my handcuffs and
my collar, unzipped the leotard, and sent me off to the bathroom.

"You can remove the vibrator if you want to.  If it has done its job, that
is."

I told him that it had, indeed, done its job.  The batteries ran out just
about the time of my third orgasm!  Ie pulled up the unitard when I came
out, took me into the bedroom, and locked me to the bed much as he had the
first night.  I fell asleep quickly.

The next morning he put the full set of chains on me for the pre-lunch part.
  There was a ring in the corner of the living room, on the floor, and he
ran a chain from that to my metal set.  (I wondered why it was there!)  He
brought me breakfast - - the kitchen was out of reach of the chain - - and
after we read a bit, and took a short nap, he said that it was time to
explore the property.  He removed the shackle set and put the belt on me,
then handcuffed me behind my back and locked it to the belt.  Then the elbow
cuffs and collar and we were all set.  He led me along a number of paths and
we admired nature.

We were quite a ways from the cabin when I felt the call of nature.  Too bad
this time.  He just told me to piss in the unitard, and to give me some
privacy, he looped the leash on a tree branch and walked away.  I had to
admit that there was a nice feeling about all that warm liquid - - despite
knowing what it was and the smell - - flowing out and onto the body.  For
the rest of the afternoon, I walked around with the damp spot in the crotch.
  I didn't know which would be more embarrassing if we met someone, the
chains or the stain.

We arrived at a small meadow and he put me on the ground, on my stomach, and locked the legirons on me with one leg on either side of a small tree.  He
then said the HE had to take a piss but also wanted privacy.  I don't know
how long he was gone but in the meantime I fell asleep.  (I guess I never
thought about any people-eating animals in the area.)

Stan finally came back, released my ankles, and led me back to the cabin.
It was exactly 6:00 when we arrived.  On the front porch, he removed all my
chains and told me to take off the soiled unitard.  I stood there naked and
he told me to go inside for a hot bath, after which he had left some of my
nice clothes on the bed for me.

To celebrate my accomplishment, he took me out for a nice dinner; it seemed
a bit odd, after the weekend, not to have people staring at me!  He got home
and he put away all the chains and tossed the unitard into the washing
machine. He then admitted that I had accomplished what he didn't think I
could; I had to admit that at first, I was dubious of it too.

So now it is my turn with him.  I've been waiting in order to get some
ideas.  Does anyone have any suggestions?  [If you do, remember the rules
which also apply to my domination of him.]

Diana
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