Bike Ride

Bike Ride

By SG

Anobody7@hotmail.com

 

 

It is ten at night, my bike ride began and so did my adventure. The reason this bike ride was different than any other was because before leaving my apartment I had made use of some toys in order to make this bike ride far more interesting. Getting dressed began with me completely naked in my bathroom. The first thing to do was to lube up my modified butt plug. The butt plug was a medium sized butt plug that also inflates and vibrates. But this butt plug had a few extra wires hanging down which I will explain later. Once my plug was well lubed I slid it home. I just love the feeling you get when you first insert a plug. As your ass hole tries to pucker up but can't. With the plug in place I then taped the inflator bulb to the bottom of my butt. The release valve was positioned so that once my cloths went on I won’t be able to open it. With this done I turned the plug on to a low vibe setting.

The next step was to put on a regular pair of pants and a shirt. With my pants on I pulled the extra cords from the plug over the waist then ran a chain through the belt lopes of the pants and locked it on with two locks. The extra lock was just on so that there was one more key to go and retrieve. Now there was no way to get my pants off with out the keys and no way to get the plug out or deflated. The only thing left was to grab my red back pack and my bike.

    I got my bike and stepped outside of my apartment. Before I chickened out I closed my door making sure it was locked then sat on the bike. Since the inflator bulb was on the bottom of my butt this also had the effect of inflating the plug a little. The whole point of this was I wouldn’t be able to get off my seat and sit back down without inflating the butt plug. The next step was to connect the two wires that came off my butt plug to a set of wires that were just underneath my seat.

I connected the wires then glued on a wire nut so that the only way to disconnect the wires was with a pair of wire cutters. Mine were in my apartment which was already locked. Let me explain the significance of the wires. The wires on my butt plug were connected to electrodes on the plug. The wires then ran down into a small tens unit type device that was in a small pouch, locked of course, that was on my bike for caring things. The battery pack for the unit was also locked in the basket. Now instead of just getting shocked continuously I setup a random circuit.

What I did was when the circuit was connected I would get a shock. But the circuit wasn’t a complete one. The way this worked was the wire ran down to my rear tire on one side then started again on the other sided. The gap in the circuit would be completed when the wheel rotated and wires I had put randomly on the spokes of the tire connected the circuit. This was still too many shocks so I did the same sort of thing but with the sprocket gears. Only when the gears were aligned at a specific spot would the circuit be complete. With this setup it would be incredibly hard to predict when I would get shocked again. Every time the bike coasts the position of the connectors gets changed.

Now the thing with this set up was that the slower I went the longer the connections would be closed meaning I would get shocked for a longer time. So to prevent myself for just flying through my ride I connected the intensity settings of the shocks to correspond with the gears so that the higher the gear and the faster I went the more intense the shock would be. In the lowest gear the shock was very mild. If I tried to ride in my highest gear I knew from experimenting with the tens unit that the shocks would be unbearable. So now I was forced to go at a slower pace making the ride take that much longer and leaving me outside longer.

    Now the real excitement for this ride was about to come. The excitement for this ride was not so much because of what I had just done but what I had done the day before. For me the real thrill comes from knowing I might get caught. Where you wondering about the red backpack and why I haven’t talked about keys yet? Maybe I should explain.

I live in small college town in a rather well wooded area. College towns mean bike paths and woods mean secluded locations. The day before I started to setup my bike ride by going out on my normal bike path; this path cuts through the woods and is about seven miles long round trip. There is enough light just from the moon to see so riding at night isn’t a big concern. What was going to make this ride a little more interesting was the fact that the day before I had gone out and hidden the keys I would be needing tonight near several of the benches along the path. Near the same benches I left notes, they weren’t in plain sight but they were visible if you stood in the right places.

On the notes was a message. “Hi, my name is David *******. You can catch me Friday night between eleven and one (I figured that was how long the ride would take). I will be wearing a red back pack with a few of my toys like nipple clamps, an enema bottle, a lockable gag and of course a big box of condoms. When you find me I will already have my inflatable, vibrating butt plug already in me. If you want to play with it I suggest you bring wire cutters. Did I mention I love anal sex and giving head? I guess I just take cocks any way they come to me or cum in me;)”

There was a note like that at each of the locations I had to go to retrieve a key. There were three keys I had to get, to make for more keys I had used two locks on my belt the other was my house key. I had spare keys hidden on the other side of town just to be safe but that would been a long ride through a lot of people to get to those.

     Leaving the safety of the apartment I started my ride; I got about thirty feet before I got my first shock. I was in my lowest gear so it was a pleasant little tingle. I tried shifting up in my gears but found that the shocks quickly became too severe to tolerate for this long of a ride when I was getting shocked so often. I decided to stick with a slower speed so that the shocks were tolerable. Only a minute into the trip and I had been shocked three times. At this point I had a raging hard on that I couldn’t do anything about until I got back to my apartment with the keys. It was so exhilarating to be doing this and to be out in public. There I was just riding my bike but what no one could see was that my butt was pumped up, vibrating and getting shocked every once in a while.

            I headed out of the apartment complex and started on the trail. After I had gotten about a mile down the trail I came to the first bench. My stomach was filled with butterflies. I was about to find out if someone had found my note or not. When I got to the bench I found both the note and the key exactly where I had left them.

The notes added a major thrill to the evening but would prove devastating if they were ever found. I dropped the key into my pocket. The key was for one of the locks on my pants. I was waiting till I return to the safety of my apartment before I undo everything. I also picked up the note and put that in my pocket. I didn’t want people finding the notes later since it had my name on it. Truth be told I didn’t want people to find the notes since I had never had anal sex or given a blow job and really wasn’t into men. Sitting back on the seat meant sitting on the inflator bulb. The plug grew in my rear increasing the potency of the vibrations. Taking a deep breath I continued down the trail.

I was almost to the second key. I was in a gear where I was getting a shock about once a minute but it wasn't that severe of a shock. Every thing seemed fine as I approached the bench. Seeing no one around I went to where my key was and retrieved it. Next I went to get the note. It was gone. I looked around and couldn’t find it any where. Someone must have found it. I looked up just as a flash went off. All of the sudden the whole area lit up as three different people started taking pictures. Before I could do anything one of them stepped out in front of me.

"So David, it’s David right? You enjoy being a kinky little fag don’t you."

I didn't know what to do, they had pictures of me and they knew who I was. All I could do was nod my head yes.

“Good, because I think we can help you out."

While the first guy was talking to me the other two had stepped up behind me. One of them grabbed my backpack and all I could do was let him take it. The first thing he pulled out was the enema kit and the jug of water I had thrown in.

      The third guy was checking out the cables on the bike and asked me what it was all about. There was no way to hide anything from them now so I told them what it was for. Apparently they had read my note because he pulled a pair of wire cutters from his pocket then proceeded to cut the wires.

     The second guy had emptied out the rest of my pack and was looking over the items.  "Well it looks like he wants to be cleaned out and fuck judging from what he brought for us. What do you say to helping him out guys?"

       They proceeded to strip me down and were stopped for a moment with my locked on belt. Of course the first two keys I had hidden were for the belt and they had already found those keys in my pocket. Once I was completely stripped down they got their first look at the plug. They had me bent over as they examined it. One of them had found the controls for the vibrator and had turned it to full while the other two were looking at the inflator bulb. They gave the bulb two full squeezes then deflated it and yanked it out. My ass felt like it had been ripped apart from the quick de-penetration.

With all this going on I couldn't hide my excitement as my penis was fully erect. One of the guys then cruelly shoved the enema nozzle into my rectum. I knew I should have thrown in some lube with every thing else but I wasn’t originally planning for any of it to get used. They all got a kick out of watching me squirm as the cold water rushed into my bowels. To make things more humiliating they took pictures of me as I emptied myself by the side of the trail. And as this went on I couldn’t help but get more and more excited.

      "I think its time we had a little fun, what do you guys think".

      "Sounds good to me,” the other two said in unison.

They walked me over to the back of the bench and tied my feet to either leg with rope that they had produced from a bag that I hadn't seen before. The next thing they pulled out of the bag was a pair of leather cuffs with D rings. They put a cuff on my right wrist then bent me over the bench and tied it off to the corner of the bench. They then repeated the process to the other wrist. I was completely exposed.

   "We can't forget these."

I couldn't tell what they were talking about but I soon found out. Suddenly both of my nipples were pinched as the nipple clamps were put on. I opened my mouth to cry out and was surprised to find my gag stuffed into my mouth. They locked the gag on with the lock that I had foolishly tossed into my bag. The gag was a ring gag with a removable penis gag which had already been removed.

Behind me I heard one of them unzip their fly and I realized I was about to be anally fucked for the first time. I was about to lose my anal virginity to a bunch of strangers while I was outside, tied up on the side of a trail. I had played with anal toys and enemas before but had never been with a man before. In the position I was in I could see my emptied back pack. To my horror I could see the unopened box of condoms. The condoms were also lubricated so I was about to get fucked with no lube and I was going to be filled with their cum.

Suddenly my sight was blocked as one of them stepped in front of me with his penis out and fully erect. With my mouth held open there was nothing I could do as he slid his penis all the way into my mouth. All I could do was try not to choke as he shoved his sweaty cock to the back of my throat. While I was concentrating on the penis in my mouth I forgot about the two guys still behind me. Suddenly I felt my ass being ripped apart as one of them penetrated me anally. While the two of them were driving there dicks into me the third guy played with the nipple clamps while he waited for his turn.

My nipples felt like they would be ripped off while my ass was on fire. Each of them took a turn in my ass. Then I had to suck them off to clean their dicks. My stomach and ass both felt full with their cum. By now my own penis was dripping with precum. All I needed was to touch it and I would have gotten relief but they seemed to have other plans for me.

            Once they were all done they reinserted the penis piece into the gag and buckled it in place. They also replaced the butt plug and inflated it. It didn’t need any lube to go in since my asshole was now well lubed with their cum. They undid my bonds but quickly retied my hands behind my back. They then marched me off to their car. I was bound, gagged, double plugged and completely naked as I was marched off to their car. All they told me was that we were going to a store to see some friends of theirs. It was almost midnight so I didn’t know what store would even be open. They threw my cloths and my bike into the truck and put me in the back seat. There was nothing I could do except go along with what they wanted.

They drove me around town. Suddenly they turned left into an adult store. I had never been in there before but I had heard that they had things there for nearly any fetish you could think of. The lights were still on which seemed weird since the store should have closed long before. Apparently one of them knew the owner who when he heard what was going on said he wanted to be part of it.

I was marched into the store to be met by another man, the owner of the store. He took one look at me then said “alright boys, lets have some fun.” They took me into a back room then locked a collar around my neck. The collar was then attached to a pole in the middle of the room. The first thing they did was pull the butt plug out of me then they got out several bottles of Nair, the stuff you can put on to take hair off instead of shaving. They spread it all over my body including my head. After letting it set for a few minutes to make sure it did its thing they took a hose and showered me off. The water was ice cold and made my skin tingle.

I looked at the floor in dismay as my hair slowly flowed towards the drain. My body now looked like it belonged to a twelve year old boy. Once I was completely hair free they dried me off then started to dress me up. The first thing they put on me was a pair of crotch less pink underwear. Then came a green latex skirt which stopped at the top of my thighs. After that they put on a black rubber corset. The corset had inflatable boobs that pumped up to make it look like I had a full C cup. They tightened down the corset to the point where I could hardly breathe then tied off the laces.

The click of a lock told me that the corset was now being locked on. Once the corset was on they selected a pair of green latex shoulder length gloves which went over my hands and up my arms; and a pair of green stiletto heels. The heels were a towering six inches, two of the inches coming from the platforms in the heel and toes. I watched as both heels were locked on.

The last item to put on was the wig. They used a liberal amount of glue to secure the bright pink wig to my head. The hair came down to the tops of my shoulders. With my outfit complete they then applied makeup, lots of makeup. When they had finished dressing me up they walked me out into the main part of the shop and stood me in front of a dressing room mirror.

The image was shocking, the reflection showed a female, fetish style hooker. You couldn’t tell that there was a man under all this stuff. I was still staring at myself in horror when they grabbed me and drug me out back saying they had an even bigger surprise for me. When we got to the back of the building I saw my bike. Someone had taken the privilege of altering it though. They had mounted an enormous dildo on the bike seat.

When I got next to the bike I knew I was in serious trouble. The dildo was at least eight inches long. The tip of the dildo was at least an inch in diameter but as the dildo went down the diameter increased. The base of the dildo was a good three inches in diameter. In addition to altering the seat, there were now chains hanging down from the front of the seat and the back.

They had me stand up on two blocks that were on either side of the bike. The blocks were seven inches high. With my legs apart the skirt was pulled up and the dildo was positioned. Once the dildo was lined up right they adjusted the height of the seat inserting a solid inch of the dildo into my rectum. The cum in my ass was still acting as a powerful lubricant allowing the dildo slide in with ease. I felt them attach something to my penis and balls but couldn’t tell what they were. They rolled the skirt back down and proceeded to lock the chain on the front of the seat to a D ring in the front of corset and attached the chain on the back of the seat to a ring on the back of the corset. Now there was no way for me to get up off the dildo. They then told me to stand on my bike petals which I did as they removed the blocks I had been standing on. It wasn’t easy and I had to use the side of the wall to keep my balance. The chains prevented me from standing up all the way leaving the very tip of the dildo still penetrating my orifice. As hard as I tried I couldn't stand up enough to get the dildo out.

The owner of the store started to talk, “Ok then, as you can tell the chains won’t allow you to get off the bike or remove the dildo. Since we had you stand on blocks when we positioned the dildo, the only way you can stand on the ground now is if you take the entire dildo in you.” He handed me a map with a wicked grin. “There are two locks keeping you on you bike, two one your shoes, one on your corset and one on your gag.  That makes six keys you have to get.” I remembered I still had to get my house key which meant seven. “Here is a map. You will notice there are twenty or so locations circled on the map. The keys will be hidden individually in six of those locations. But you will have to check them all until you find the keys you need. You’ll notice we were fair and spread out the keys so you wouldn’t be stuck looking in one area.” Looking at the map I could see that the locations ranged from the other side of town to the middle of town and even the middle of campus. “By the way since you don’t want people picking up these keys we left your business card with them. Like the ones you left with your other keys. Have fun,” he started to walk away then turned as he reached the corner of the building “just remember if you get tired you can always just walk your bike. Oh I almost forgot. We didn’t want you going too fast and hurting yourself so the wires we attached to your junk are connected to your shocker unit.”

With that he left me behind his shop looking like a female hooker who was dying to get fucked. I was stuck with my only option being to ride around town dressed as I was looking for keys. To make matters worse my legs were already getting tired and I didn’t know how I was going to be able to take this entire dildo. The largest I had even used was only and inch and a half in diameter. I rode off into the night trying to beat sunrise, onlookers and most importantly fatigue.