Befitting a gimp

“”Now to start… on your knees boy!” He commands. There is no anger in his voice, but it’s so naturally commanding you simply obey, getting on your knees next to your bound best friend, looking up at the man who bound him.

“Good. Now Nathan here has six hours to go. That’s six tasks for you to complete perfectly. Even the slightest failure will fail the task and put you closer to joining him. And since the punishment is learning how to be a proper rubber gimp, the tasks I think should train you on how to succeed at your likely fate.”

You gulp, but look up at his smile with a mix of fear and desire. You don’t know what you’ve gotten yourself into, and wonder if Nathan started in a similar way.

“Since this is the first task, I’ll be nice and give you one I believe you’ll succeed at. Staying on the ground, I want you to strip fully, crawl to your friend, and get him to cum in under five minutes. He’s been told not to, so no matter what one of you will fail.”