Binding Josh

Stripped For Florida: Binding Josh

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This work is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It may contain depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save this story.
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BINDING JOSH

by Willie B Florida
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"Make sure your door is locked," cautioned Josh's dad as they got out of the car.

Josh tested the door on his side of the car. "It's locked, dad."

"Good. This is not the safest neighborhood. Best to be careful."

They had driven into an area Josh had never been to in his eight years of life. The streets were well maintained, the buildings in good repair and obviously occupied, but there was something that made the place seem a little shady. There were a few clues. Josh watched the signs as they drove down the street: bail bonds, we pay cash for gold and diamonds, Dragon Tattoo Parlor, and the place with the big sign that simply said "Girls" in giant pink letters.

Josh's dad parked the car behind a cinder block building and the two walked around to the front. The building was painted a too-bright shade of green and had no sign at all. Two display windows flanked the front door. Hurrying after his dad Josh was brought up short by the face of a boy in the glass display window. His eyes would have been staring directly at Josh if the boy had not been blindfolded. His mouth gaped wide like a fish around a large ball kept in place by leather straps. He was suspended in mid-air, his arms and legs bent overhead and bound together. His naked body arched into a bow, with small weights hanging down from rings piercing his nipples. Another weight was somehow attached to his penis, pulling the organ straight down. He could not have been much older than Josh.

"Come on Josh, let's go in."

"Dad . . . " Josh tore his gaze off the boy, only to be confronted by a somewhat older girl stretched spread eagle within the round of a metal hoop in the second display window. Leather cuffs at ankles and wrists kept the girl suspended taut, a more voyeuristic version of Leonardo's famous drawing. Small clamps gripped the nipples of newly budding breasts. Like the boy, this girl was also blindfolded and her mouth was wide around a ball gag.

"Dad, are these kids real?"

"Well, son, they aren't mannequins." His dad held the door open.

"Doesn't that hurt? I mean, he's got something stretching his penis and everything, and those rings . . . "

"Come on Josh," his dad urged impatiently.

"Did they want to be like that, Dad? Did those kids want to be in the windows like that?" Josh looked earnestly up at his dad's face as they went inside. It took a moment for Josh's eyes to adjust from the bright Florida sun to the dim interior. A long counter stretched across the entire back of the store. A few display cases held unidentifiable bits of leather, plastic and metal. His father was already in conversation with the clerk.

"Yes, for my son," he was saying.

"Excellent, we have the basic bondage kit. That includes the items you see in the display case over there." The clerk pointed and Josh realized that the boy and girl could be seen from inside as well, the backside of the girl within her hoop, and the upward curving legs of the boy, his penis hanging down silhouetted against the brightness of the outdoors.

"Dad, those kids aren't moving at all. Are you sure they're real?"

"Josh, please, I'm talking to this man here."

The next time Josh paid attention his father was looking over some papers. The clerk was explaining, "We're required by the state to provide you information and have you sign these documents saying that we went over everything. Basically, we're letting you know that this purchase falls under all laws and regulations of the State of Florida. These statutes protect the rights of children and define the rights and responsibilities of parents and guardians. You would already have agreed to all these provisions when you had your child stripped. Section 2 outlines the most important protections that you are responsible for: you are to protect your child at all times from permanent physical harm or injury; neither you nor any other adult can have penetrative vaginal, anal or oral intercourse with a child. . . "

The clerk interrupted his monotone reading of the document to rebuke Josh. "Hey, kid, you're not allowed up there."

Josh's dad turned to find that his son had climbed onto the small platform that made up the display window. He was pulling on the weight attached to the hanging boy's nipples. A barely audible groan escaped the bound child's throat.

"Dad! This boy's alive!!! You can't do that to a kid. It isn't right. We need to get him out of this stuff right now!!!"

"Son, please get down from there right this instant!" barked his dad.

Josh scrambled off the platform and ran back over to his father. He tugged urgently at his father's pants. "Please dad!"

His dad squatted down so he was looking the child in the eye. "Listen, son. I need to complete our purchase here. I want you to calm down and stay still until I finish. Is that clear?"

Josh nodded soberly.

"I'm very sorry about that," apologized the father to the store clerk, who simply continued,

" . . . you may not provide your child for sexual services to anyone in exchange for money, services, or favors; you may not trade or sell your child to any other person, corporation or legal entity. Finally, in section 3 you specifically agree that you have been registered as a buyer of child bondage equipment. This means you are registered with the State of Florida and that, further, you agree to take your child to a pediatrician for an annual physical exam. As you are probably already aware, sir, an annual physical is already a state requirement, the form being required to enroll your son in school. Since you are registered now as a buyer of this equipment, the pediatrician will be making doubly sure that no physical harm has befallen your son. All this is to make sure that you use the equipment responsibly."

Josh's father nodded agreement and signed and dated the form.

"Are you done?" asked Josh who had been sitting on the floor trying to be as quiet as possible.

"One last requirement, we have to ask what your primary purpose is for purchase of this equipment."

"Well, my wife's a lawyer and works long hours. I work out of my home office and I really need a little more peace and quiet so I can get some work done."

"He certainly won't make a peep when outfitted with this, sir. I'll just check the 'childcare management' box. Does that sound right?"

"That's fine. Thank you. You can see what a challenge it is to keep him quiet and occupied."

"Absolutely," agreed the clerk, "If you'd like a tutorial on how to use the equipment, we provide that as a free service, sir. In fact, we can truss your son up and hang him in the window for an hour if you'd like. The boy who's on display now is just due to come down."

"I would really appreciate that," Josh's dad replied. "I really have no experience in how to use these things. Also, I could use the extra hour to take care of a couple of errands."

"It's really simple. This particular kit is quite user friendly. We also sell a couple of peripherals that your son might really enjoy. I'm not just trying to make an extra sale. It is our experience working with clients that parents get what they want from these kits when children realize there is some benefit in it for them, too."

"I see. What possible benefit would there be for my son, other than keeping him out of trouble?"

"Well, sir, it isn't that far off from the benefits that attract adults to bondage games. Kids are sexual creatures, too. While the statutes I just went over with you forbid you from engaging in actual sex with a child, there is a lot of stimulation you can make available to him. Let's head over here and I'll demonstrate."

The clerk pulled two boxes out from under the counter, opened a small door and stepped around to the front. Josh's father and the clerk both realized at the same time that the boy was nowhere to be seen.

"Your son?" asked the clerk.

Josh's dad looked frantically this way and that. A huge crash let them know immediately where he was. The large metal hoop fell out of the window display and rolled part way across the floor. With a wobble the wheel rolled onto its rim and crashed onto the floor. The unfortunate girl remained strapped tightly in place the entire time, her bonds not allowing for the slightest movement. Her blind kept her completely in the dark as to what was happening and the gag kept her from shrieking in fear. She came to rest on her back still spread eagled within the hoop.

"Oops," muttered Josh, standing naked at the edge of the display platform.

"We'll deal with her in a moment," the clerk decided. "Let's have some fun first."

"You see why I never get any work done at home."

"Well, you're on your way to a new life." The clerk opened the smaller of the two boxes and held up a small rubber device that looked something like a large bullet. "What's your son's name?"

"Josh."

"Josh, would you like to see something new?"

The boy stepped down from the platform. He was a little suspicious that he was going to be punished, and he looked worriedly at the girl lying on the ground, still bound inside the hoop. "Is she alright?" he asked.

"She'll be fine. We'll get her set back up in a minute. Meanwhile, I thought you'd like to see something really cool." The clerk held up the black missile. Josh craned his neck to get a better look at it.

"Okay . . . " the boy shrugged.

The clerk got up and walked across the room to where the boy still hung motionless in the window. He stepped up onto the platform and beckoned Josh and his father to join him. Having already pulled on the boy's weights, Josh was eager to explore some more. His father felt uncomfortable this near another father's naked son, but pulled himself together and joined the clerk.

"I'm just going to attach a lead onto this device," the clerk reached into his pocket and pulled out a bit of fishline. He tied it to a small loop at one end of the rubber object. "We don't want to go losing this!"

Josh watched in fascination as the man reached between the boy's bound legs and arms and twisted something out of the boy's ass.

"What's that?" Josh asked.

"It's a butt plug. He's been wearing it for the last hour. It feels real good," he confided, leaning down and speaking close to Josh's ear.

"Really? It doesn't hurt?" As with all boys, anything to do with butts was a sure attention-getter.

"Only when it first goes in. Then it feels real good. Now . . . " The clerk squeezed the rubber missile. "Feel this!" He pressed the object against Josh's nipple.

The boy flinched and then squirmed himself against the tiny vibrator.

"You've got yourself a winner, sir," the clerk said to Josh's father. "He likes it already. Just see how good it makes this boy feel." Pressing the vibrating object against the boy's anal opening the clerk gave a firm push and the device popped out of view. The fishline was all but invisible where it emerged from the boy's anus.

"I've got a small remote control unit here. You can buy one just like this, sir. Once the device is inside you can control the vibration intensity. Usually you would want to let it work it's magic a little more slowly, sort of let the boy simmer, as it were. But right now, let's notch it up to high here so we can see the results more quickly." The clerk's words were hardly out of his mouth when the boy started moaning into his gag. If it were possible for the boy to move at all he was straining backwards, trying to arch his body back even more than the restraints forced him to. Josh observed the boy's penis gaining in size as well, straining to move upwards against both gravity and the weight attached to the crown.

The moans of the boy were low, the gag keeping most vocal chord activity muted, but unmistakably the boy was worked up. Suddenly the boy's penis pulsed enough to set the weight swinging back and forth like a pendulum. The boy let out the tiniest of screams and then went silent.

"Wow!" was all Josh could say.

"Do that a couple of times and your son will be begging to be tied up," observed the clerk.

"Okay! Shall we do it then?"

"If you're ready, I'm ready. Are you ready Josh?"

"Ready for what?"

"Did you see what that boy just experienced? He just had a really good time. You ever pull on your penis?"

"Um . . . " Josh looked nervously at his father and then down at the ground.

"It's okay. All boys do, so you don't really have to answer. What I just did for this boy felt 20 times better than what you do to your penis. Want to try it?"

"Does it hurt?"

"At first it hurts, and then it feels super good!"

"What about her?"

The three males looked over at the girl lying on the ground.

"Do you make her feel good, too, or does she just get tied up?"

"I'll show you." The clerk stepped down and walked back to the counter where he retrieved another small box. He pulled out another black missile identical to the first. "Come here and watch."

With Josh and his father as audience he stepped carefully into the space of the hoop. The girl lay gagged, blindfolded and spread-eagled, but at the first touch of the clerk's finger to her vagina it was obvious that she was awake. Her body flinched, tension flying through her tightly stretched limbs. The clerk squeezed the vibrator and slipped it between the folds of the girl's bare labia.

He stepped out of the hoop and stood with his hands on Josh's naked shoulders.

Again, Josh watched with fascination as the girl struggled against her bonds. It was clear that if she were not stretched so completely her body would be writhing on the ground. Muted sounds escaped from the gag in her mouth, but her head was unable to move against the leather thongs that attached the gag harness to the outer ring of the large metal hoop. The girl was kept almost entirely immobile.

"We wondered what was happening when we didn't see our daughter in the window," said a voice. Josh turned to see that a man and woman had entered the store without his noticing. They stepped over to where the small group stood watching the bound girl on the floor.

"Just demonstrating the amazing vibrating missile," explained the clerk. "You really should get one of these for your daughter if you're going to keep her tied up for any length of time."

The adults all introduced themselves. "We just got this new bondage device for her," explained her mother. "This is really a step up. At first we just kept her tied to a chair, you know. Like for an hour after breakfast and an hour after school. It has done wonders for calming her down. But this is a lot more exciting, don't you think?"

At that moment the girl went into paroxysms of orgasm. It was really quite extraordinary to watch the spasms pulsing through her otherwise immobilized body. The group watched silently, mesmerized as the girl broke into a sweat, small beads of liquid rolling down her body. Her skin flushed and she turned various shades of pink and red, waves of color moving across her skin.

"She'll probably keep cumming as long as the vibrator is on," remarked the clerk. "Meanwhile, let's get you started, shall we young man?"

Josh looked up at him. It did seem like the two children had enjoyed themselves. Maybe being tied up wasn't as cruel and horrible as he had assumed. With the slightest of nods he acquiesced. The clerk gave Josh's father the smallest of winks.

Leaving the girl to her continued orgasms, the clerk led the naked young lad to the other side of the room.

"Lie down on your stomach. When we have you all ready then we'll be able to put the vibrator inside you."

Josh nodded. He was terribly nervous, but oddly excited with anticipation. Watching the rubber missile disappear inside the boy had been a real turn on, but watching the girl come in waves of excitement had pushed the boy into willingness to try this strange new experience.

The clerk opened the larger of the boxes and arranged various harnesses, rings and clasps on the ground. With a quick motion he bound Josh's legs tightly together at the ankles, then pulled the boy's arms behind his back and strapped the wrists together. Pulling the boy's head back he tied a blindfold across his eyes. He held up the ball gag and it's harness and showed Josh's father the various components. Pulling Josh's head back again he shoved the ball partially into the boy's open mouth. He lowered Josh's head back to the floor and using the harness pulled it tightly around the back of the boy's head. A leather collar was fastened around his neck and the gag harness attached securely by a ring at the back of the neck. Another pull on the harness and the leather cinched tightly, pulling the boy's head back and securely against his shoulder blades.

At this point the clerk moved Josh onto his side, so that he could pull bound ankles and bound wrists together. Rings on both bindings were clipped together. The boy was now arched backwards into a complete circle and immobilized.

"This is really easy to do on young kids. Generally speaking they're very supple and can be contorted into position quite well. With an adult you might rarely be able to bind the ankles and wrists together completely, so a chain is usually used to bring them as close together as possible. But with your son we can just bring them right together. Let me get the other boy down and then we can hoist Josh into position."

"Sir," the girl's parents asked, "how long should we let her come like this?"

"That's entirely up to you. If you want to release her now and take her home, that's fine. You can start her back up later. Or, if you have room we can move the entire hoop into your vehicle and you can take her home just as she is."

"I guess we'll let her come a little longer and then decide what to do," replied the girl's father.

"Very well, just let me know. I'm going to get this little boy down so we can move Josh to the window."

The clerk went over to the window and undid a clasp on the wall and hand over hand let the boy down onto the floor. The boy's bound naked body sagged sideways and then lay on the floor. The clerk undid the ring clasp from the bindings around the boy's wrists and ankles, but left the boy lying in the window, still gagged and bound. At that moment another couple entered the store. They glanced over at the boy lying in the display window and then stood staring at the girl lying in the hoop on the floor gasping into her gag."

After a minute or two of watching the father spoke up. "It's pretty cool with a girl, isn't it?"

"We just watched your son come a minute ago and that was pretty interesting, too," interjected Josh's father. "In fact, if you want to stay, we're just putting my son up in the window."

The clerk came over and spoke to the parents. Together they stepped over to the boy in the window. The clerk undid the boy's ankles from his wrists and stretched the boy out, lying with his face down and arms still bound together behind his back.

"Let him lie there for a few minutes to get his back straight," advised the clerk. "Meanwhile let me check on the girl."

"We've decided to release her from the hoop, but to keep her gagged and cumming for the ride home. Is that possible?"

"Of course," replied the clerk. "May I suggest that we tie her back up in 'baby pose,' her body curved forward over her bent legs, arms back and bound to her ankles. It is a quite relaxing posture and will keep her from thrashing about in the car and hurting herself while she continues to climax."

The girl was released from the hoop one limb at a time and retied into the curled up pose. Her skin was flushed and sweat beaded her body. Orgasmic moans escaped from her gagged mouth. Her father and the clerk lifted her up while her mother held the door open as they carried her out to the car.

When the clerk returned he helped the other boy's parents release the last bonds and finally undo the gag. The blindfold was kept in place. The boy flopped over onto his back and lay prostrate on the floor. The weights hung loose from his nipples and from the small thong tied around the crown of his penis. Very gingerly the boy moved his arms and legs, feeling the blood tingle back into the muscles. The parents thanked the clerk, said good-bye to everyone, and holding their son between the two of them helped the boy walk out of the store. It was quite clear that he was unable as yet to support his own weight.

Josh, bound and blindfolded on the floor missed seeing the departure of the two children, one still bound and the other unable to walk on his own. The clerk lifted the young boy and put him in the window, clipped the overhead chain to the ring on the boy's bindings and slowly lifted him into the air. The boy's spine arched back as gravity took hold and his penis hung down below him. The clerk fastened the suspension rope securely to the wall bracket and stepped back over to the counter.

He consulted quietly with Josh's father, their voices low so that the boy could not overhear. "This is the most basic hanging bondage setup. We'll just keep him bound for an hour today. If you like, you can extend the time as he gets used to it. You can use the same harness and equipment to do various chair bindings, or to keep him tied up at night in his bed. Some people experiment with keeping a boy tied up and hanging all night, but frankly, it is hard on the spine when the child gets a bit heavier. If you want accessories you can try butt plugs of different sizes. Of course we're going to use the vibrator today to give him a thrill. You notice that he was quite compliant once he thought he'd get some sexual pleasure."

"I did notice that."

"You'll have no problem tying him up whenever you please as long as you make him come every time. Of course, you can delay the orgasm for hours while he waits, bound and tied, in anticipation. The anticipation is almost as good as the real thing!"

Josh's father laughed.

"You can also experiment with nipple rings and weights, or nipple clamps. Of course there are also penis weights and such, like you saw on the other boy."

"I had no idea this could be so much fun. At first I was just thinking of how to get a break from Josh's hyperactivity!"

"You must have had some idea," protested the clerk.

"Okay, I'll admit it did seem like a somewhat kinky way to keep a boy quiet."

"Exactly. So, do you want to see the clamps in action before we insert the missile?"

They stepped over to the window and the clerk produced two small black clamps. He opened one and let it close on Josh's left nipple. The boy screamed into his gag. The clerk waited a full minute and then clipped the other clamp onto Josh's right nipple. Another scream.

"In half an hour we'll release the clamps. It hurts just as bad taking them off!"

"When are we putting the vibrator in?"

"Not until the end. He'll be hanging there the whole time wondering when it's going to happen. Also, he's just a boy -- he'll cum way too fast, so there's no point in putting it in any sooner."

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Josh's father was hard at work at the computer. He had taken two long conference calls and was typing up responses to the participants. He took a drink of water and leaned back in his chair to stretch. Sitting for so many hours really cramped the body. He stood up and remembered that he should check on Josh. He walked into the next room where Josh hung from the ceiling in a tight hogtie. A large ball gag kept the boy absolutely silent. The first one he'd brought home from the store had been too small and Josh had repeatedly interrupted his father's work with moans and muted screams. Now he wasn't able to make a sound.

Josh's father removed one of the nipple clamps just for fun. The boy's face pulled into a grimace, but not a sound came out. His father grinned and removed the second clamp. The nipples stood raw and red. Reaching across the boy's backside he pulled out the long butt plug and slipped a vibrator into his son's anus. He stood back and enjoyed watching Josh try to contort his body. He walked over to the side table and slathered his hands up with a generous amount of lubricant from the pump that he kept well filled. Walking back over to the suspended boy he milked the boy's penis in firm downward strokes. The organ quickly filled with blood and with the combination of the vibrator and the manual stimulation the boy came to full blown orgasm in just a few minutes. Satisfied, Josh's father decided to let the boy stay suspended for another hour before releasing him. He reached for a two foot lead with a small weight on the end. The other end was attached to a soft clamp which he closed on the foreskin of Josh's penis. With the weight hanging down his father set it to swinging back and forth. It would provide a little stimulation for the boy to enjoy for the next hour of his bondage.

After giving Josh a snack he let him play for a couple of hours, which he did quietly. Josh no longer babbled away randomly, reserving speech for times he had serious questions or wanted to tell his father and mother about ideas or observations. After dinner, which the two ate quietly together, Josh went to get ready for bed. Josh's dad poured himself an after dinner glass of sherry. His wife was coming back tonight from a business trip to Boston and he let himself imagine the good time they might have in bed. He hoped she wouldn't be too exhausted from the plane trip.

He walked into Josh's bedroom. "Ready for bed, squirt?" The naked boy looked at him and nodded. Josh lay on his back, his penis sticking up into the air. He never knew how he would be put to bed for the night. His dad kept things interesting by varying the postures night by night.

Tonight he decided to go for the simple spread eagle. He looped a soft cuff around each of the boy's wrists and pulled the straps to rings he'd had installed on each of the bedposts. He pulled the boy as far down the bed as possible, stretching Josh's arms in upward diagonals away from his body. Strapping cuffs onto the ankles, he pulled the straps tightly around the rings at the other two corners of the bed. He stood up and looked at his sweet boy. Josh smiled at him. His dad turned out the light. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small bottle -- his surprise for the boy tonight. Squeezing the gel out of the bottle he rubbed it vigorously into the boy's skin, massaging it all across his chest, arms, legs and lastly a generous dose on the boy's balls and penis. Reaching under the bound boy he massaged gel right onto the boy's anus. The gel would slowly heat up during the night and begin tingling into the skin. The sensation would make Josh's penis go erect right through until morning and drive the boy crazy wishing something would be plunged into his ass. To make things a little more interesting Josh's father pulled a latex cord from where it hung from the ceiling. He stretched it down and attached the jump ring on the end to the small ring he'd had permanently pierced into the tip of Josh's foreskin. Letting go, the latex went taut, pulling Josh's penis upward as far as it would go. The best part was that even if Josh were to sport a full erection, the cord would still pull the penis upward at full tension.

His dad smiled to himself. For most of the night Josh would be desperate to cum. Meanwhile, he was hoping for a nice long fuck session with his wife. He stopped to consider. Did he want to hear Josh's moans of desire, or not? He took the ball gag off the shelf and opened the boy's mouth and shoved it in. He pulled the straps tight, knowing that Josh's pleas for mercy would go unnoticed.

"Good night, son. I love you."

He turned and left the room.

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(The End)