Felix Katz Originals

At this point I’d lost all sense of time – I was lost in my world of rubber and noise. I couldn’t tell whether he’d left me here 5 minutes or half an hour ago. It had started like a usual club night: I got into head-to-toe rubber, and he strapped my puppy gear on me: Paws, gag, chastity belt, and my puppy tail firmly lodged in my ass. This time he had something new for me: Before I put the hood on, he had me put on earbuds. This would block some of the outside noise, and allow him to feed me custom noise if he wanted to. Sometime during the night he told me to kneel next to a pillar. He leashed me to the pillar and told me that he wanted me to be a good pup and stay here for a little. He tied my paws together behind my back, and put a blindfold in place. While I was sitting there blind and helpless, suddenly white noise clicked on through the earbuds, drowning out all noise from the bar. Where previously I had been content to listen to the bustle around me, now I felt completely is...

I woke up with something hard and rubbery in my mouth. Blinking slowly, I discovered that I was in an unfamiliar hotel room … I was still wearing my rubber catsuit, and the hard and rubbery thing in my mouth was the gag of my dog hood. I could also feel my puppy tail still firmly lodged in my behind, and the chastity cage around my cock. What did I do last night? As I was wondering how I got here, someone stirred behind me, and a pleasant voice said “Ah, the puppy has finally woken up!” I turned around to a guy that I remembered from the club last night. I tried asking “Where am I?” but it all came out garbled around the gag and and sounded more like “whoo oo oo?” He put a finger on my nose, looked me in the eyes and said “Shh, puppy. Everything is all right.” The tone of his voice and his look shut me right up, and he continued explaining. “When you gave me your leash and the keys to your gear last night, you seemed to go really deep into puppy space – and you were having such a...

“This is a time lock safe. You press the button on the lid, and it locks for whatever time it is set to. I put all the keys in there, so if you want to keep me locked in rubber and chastity for the night, just push the button, and I won’t be able to get out until tomorrow morning.” – “Oooh, this looks like fun!” Before I could stop you, you spun the dial another couple of times and pressed the button. With a mechanical clunk, the safe locked shut and locked my keys inside. “But 8 hours is really not long enough.” You showed me the display. It read “1 day, 23 hours, 59 minutes.” I watched it go down to 58 minutes while the reality sank in. You had just imprisoned me in rubber and chastity for the next 48 hours! And there was no way I was going to get out of this.