My boy and I had a rather fun night. He donned his Vanucci motorcycle leathers and I put on my Alpinestars two-piece suit. It wasn’t very long before the boy was cuffed, gagged, and on his knees. Seeming to want to disobey, he was forced to lick my boots as a measure of his “punishment”. Forcing a boy in motorcycle leathers down on my motorcycle boots is just something that gets me going. Once I felt my boots were clean enough with his tongue, I moved him to my bondage chair, where I strapped him down tightly. All my belts were employed to keep this boy in place, as we was quite intent on squirming away. He knew the torture that he would be forced to endure and wasn’t keen on staying there for it. The leather straps, however, had a different idea. He would be staying in place. Once secured, a vibrator was placed over his crotch. This only added to his movement, or at least he tried to add to it. I made sure he was edged but wasn’t allowed to cum. After all, it was punishment, right?
