Giving up your privacy

Tyler crawled forward and put his head pathetically in Chris' lap. With every move, he could feel the huge padlock banging against his collar bone. He looked at himself in the mirror - the chav gear looked ridculous on him, but somehow it made his cock swell in the chastity belt. The Mohawk looked odd - and somehow made him more like a ****. He groaned at the thought.

"Alright, alright, you've proved you're in charge. For fuck sake, let me go."

Tyler moved back off Chris's lap, it was 9pm and he stood infront of Chris and Chris looked at him. "You're a sorry looking little Cunt ain't ya" Chris stood and was soon facing him, "Why should I let you go? What's so important to you boi?"

"look at me for fuck sake? I can't go to work like this!! I'm going to lose my job" Tyler exclaimed.

"That's true, when's your next shift again?"

"The day after tomorrow" replied Tyler

"Well then we've got 36 hours to make sure I'm in control, pass me your phone, I want all your electronic devices brought to me in the study" Chris picked up his own phone and unlocked it, fiddling with the settings he was checking he had the friend finder app still installed.

He walked out of the playroom and straight down the stairs to the study, he closed the door behind him and setting himself up behind Tyler's desk, just like the boss does. This was his test of what Tyler would do, had he broken him enough?

"what? why? what are you going to do?" Tyler called after him and then sighed. He knew he had little choice. He picked up his phone and then collected his laptop, iPad and work phone. He headed downstairs to find his study door closed. He looked around and then went and picked up his iPad mini. He knocked and when he heard the order to "come in" he did so. Opening the door he stopped short at the sight of Chris sat behind his desk and then walked forward. "Here they are - except for the PC." He nodded to the PC on the study desk.

"Good boi, unlock them all and give me the pass codes to each of them" Chris ordered, Tyler picked each one up and unlocked it, mostly with a fingerprint, but the wrote on the pad each of the master codes.

"And the PC?!"

Tyler knew that Chris would be able to access a lot through his devices, but he didn't see a way out. One after the other, he unlocked them and wrote down the passwords for each one. He then handed over the password for the PC. As Tyler unlocked them all the apple devices Chris synced the account to his own, using the 'find friends app' he would use this for tracking Tyler at work on his phones and devices. Once Tyler had unlocked the PC, Chris said

"Dismissed" and glared at Tyler to leave the room

"What? what..." Tyler stared at Chris and then as all he got back was a stare, he headed out of the room. He didn't know what to do - he had been kicked out of his own study. He found himself in the hall, looking at his reflection in the full length mirror. The longer he looked, the more his cock tried to rise in the steel restraint. The Mohawk started to look amazingly horny and he winced as his cock swelled to painful size. He rubbed his hands through it, loving the contrast between it and the shaved sides. To his shock, he started to find this look arousing...and natural

Tyler set up a team viewer on each device so he could snoop on what Tyler was up to. As he opened up Google chrome the pinned websites came up. Chris smiled as he saw the usual suspects, Recon, Gaydar on the PC and Grindr on the phones, just then the PC made a derdun noise of a message received, his accounts must have auto logins. Chris saw 'message from Skinboss' intrigued he opened it. "Decided to sub for me yet bitch ;) - jokes, I'll be at the pub tomorrow night for a drink if you fancy chancing your arse" unsure of how to respond Chris looked back through the old messages, there was a lot of banter between Tyler and Skinboss, they knew each other quite well. Hmm thought Chris maybe that's why he went all funny about my jacket. He summons Tyler back into the room,

"I want you to reply to this message, be as natural as you can, this is the guy I need to top. But we can only do it after my final initiation, so you need to play it cool."

Tyler blanched as he realised how close he was to someone that Skinboss knew. He knew he was on dangerous ground so he thought carefully before writing "Yeah, you wish. You know you'd be on all fours licking my police boots and begging me to stick my baton up your arse."

"Good lad, right all your stuff is yours again, I've finished all I needed it for. I'll be back here before the start of your shift today after tomorrow, I'll take that collar off you and we can replace it with something subtler." Chris didn't tell Tyker what he's done to the computers, he was sure Tyler would know but then again he didn't know about the deleted photos on his iPhone so he might be dumb enough to think Chris was just checking up on him.

Chris stood up and walked out into the hallway, he picked the WRX keys off the hall table and walked out of the front door like he owned the place, leaving Tyler stood in the hallway completely lost.

"Just like that? What do I do until then? I can't go to the gym with this fucking great collar around my neck." Tyler grabbed his phone back and checked nothing had been deleted. "HEY! Come back here!"

Tyler realised he was talking to himself and slammed and locked the front door. With a shudder, he stripped off the chav gear and then realised he was stuck in a huge chain collar and a chastity belt. He ran his hands through his hair and was reminded of the Mohawk he now sported. He headed to his bedroom and selected a pair of black jeans and a white T-shirt to put on. As he did, he saw the phone number Dean had given him earlier, laying on top of the bag with the rubber kit in it. Maybe...maybe Dean could be a sub, he needed to feel in control again.