A Gift From James by Chris Bellows

Author:Chris Bellows [Bellows, Chris]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Erotica
Publisher: Pink Flamingo Publications
Published: 2005-09-17T04:00:00+00:00

James

D takes my clothing and the implements from me. She motions me to stand near the harness.

“Turn and face me.”

The waist belt is buckled around me. My wrists are drawn back than up to the waiting cuffs. Thigh straps encircle each leg and are then snugly attached to the waist belt.

D is impressively quick. Almost professional. And most of all thorough. The motion of the train swaying as it passes through curves and switches does not impede her efforts. Within a minute I stand before her encased in the harness. She seems to deliberately allow my enormous erection to frottage against her silk dress as she shortens the straps leading to the ceiling hooks.

“On your toes, please James.”

Posed as a request, her words are enunciated as a command. I comply and the connecting straps are shortened to where I cannot return to standing on my feet.

D steps back and surveys. We both look to my erection, which uncontrollably waggles under her brief observance. She laughs.

“I think you’re going to enjoy the harness, James. It can be most decadently comfortable for the obeisant male.”

She pauses to watch my penis stir. It seems to harden more and she laughs again while stepping to my rear.

“Relax and let the harness take your weight.”

D lifts one foot then the other. My ankles are brought up behind me and secured in soft cuffs on the back of the waist belt.

She is correct as always. The harness is most comfortable and I swing helplessly with the gentle motion of the train.

As expected the butt plug is next. She has come to know my aperture very well and the narrow rubber tube effortlessly slides into my rectum. Three rapid squeezes expand the plug and it fills my lower colon. Again my erection seems to harden more. I look down to see prostatic fluid begin to form on the tip.

D returns to my front and again surveys her work.

“I think you’re going to enjoy the trip. You won’t be needing these.”

She picks up my garments and steps behind me. I hear the door to the outdoor platform open. I feel a draft of cold air. I hear the door close.

My clothing has been donated to the next Amtrak maintenance crew, which happens along the track. The closet of the master bedroom comes to mind, filled with D’s garments and none of mine.

‘Let D take charge’, a comforting inner voice again suggests. And my alter ego retorts, ‘what choice is there now?’

“Hood time, James. I want to finish watching the movie.”

As D slides the covering over my head she graciously and tenderly smoothes her fingers over my face. I strain to kiss her hands.

Then I feel the headphones being placed over my ears. She has not left anything behind. I return to my dark world of static.

D

Such a good boy, James, calmly hanging, naked and erect as I sip more Champagne. The ‘man spreader’ is packed, but not far away. Maybe I’ll entertain him with it after the movie and a nap.

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