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I followed him in, my cock slowly deflating from its fully erect state.  He 
paused at the top of a set of stairs that led from the side door landing to 
the basement.

"Head on downstairs, then strip to your underwear.  I'll be down shortly."

I nodded and headed down the stairs.  It was dark and I could only make out 
shapes of what I assumed to be furniture.  I stopped at the bootom of the 
stairs, took off my clothes, and laid them neatly in the corner.  I stood 
right there waiting.

I could here him moving around upstairs.  He was talking to someone on the 
phone, but I couldn't make out the conversation.  As he told me not to touch 
anything unless directed to, I merely stood there, feeling a little foolish 
and little excited.

Before too long, my patience was rewarded as he came down the stairs.  He 
flicked a light switch and I could see a partially finished basement.  There 
was carpeting, some furniture, a wide screen plasma TV, and some other 
things.  There was really nothing remarkable about it.

Once downstairs, he looked me over.  He pulled me to the center of the room 
and then walked around me, like he was inspecting a steer at an auction.  I 
could feel my cock swelling again, as I stood motionless.

He reached up and then pulled down a leather strap from the open beams.  The 
strap was short, and had holes and a buckle on the end.  He lifted my arm 
and placed the strap around my right wrist and buckled it.  Next, he lowered 
another identical strap and tightened it around my left wrist.  I stood 
there, slightly raised on the balls of my feet, with my arms outstretched.

I was a bit nervous, as no one knew where I was and I was powerless to fight 
back at this time.  He could sense my nervousness.

"Relax, you know the magic word.  If this gets too much for you, just say 
it."

I felt a bit better.  He reached up and pulled between the two straps, which 
caused them to pull tighter.  In turn, I had to raise myself to my toes to 
keep my feet.  That soon became unecessary, as he pulled two straps from the 
wall behind me.  He strapped them to each of my ankles and pulled them back. 
  I was at this time suspended a few inches off the floor, leaning forward 
and completely at his control.

He moved to the front of me, and pulled my face towards his.  He kissed me 
roughly and I could feel his whiskers on my cheek.  Our tongues meshed and I 
was becoming extremely aroused.  He pulled away and then began pullingat my 
nipples, gently at first, but then tugging and extending them as far as he 
could.  He bent down and rolled each nipple in turn between his teeth.  It 
was painful, but it sent waves of pleasure througout my body.

"I can see you like this," he growled to me.

"Yeah."

He pulled back, then slapped me hard on the face.

"You will adress me as 'Sir' and show me the proper respect.  Understand?"

"Yes, sir."

"Good.  I'm glad we have an understanding."

With that, he moved forward again and grabbed my extended cock through my 
underwear.  He slapped at my balls and cock, then kneaded it hard.  I could 
feel the excitement well up in me and I was afreaid I may explode right 
there.  He must have sensed that, because he stopped, then grabbing the 
meterial, he pulled hard, tearing my underwear off at the front.  He reached 
back, then tore the remaining portion off my rear end, leaving it hanging as 
rags.

I was completely naked before this completely clothed man.  It was 
humiliating and exhilerating all at the same time.



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