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On the drive to the cabin, I talked to my friend about all kinds of things. We caught up on the latest news about our families, talked about old times and finally talked about our fantasies.
I knew he had a thing for bondage and domination, at least he had in the past.
I talked about a fantasy I had about being tied by the wrists and made to do whatever a man asked. My fantasy was supposedly about a nameless man, but really I was laying the ground work for the weekend, hoping he would be intrigued.
When we arrived at the cabin, I set about warming the place up, setting fires in the stove and fireplace. Joe took charge of unloading the car and at my suggestion, mixing us a couple of stiff drinks.
After a few drinks, Joe started to ask questions about my fantasy. I had a boner as I described the fantasy in more detail and then I finally asked,

"Are you interested in helping me?"

"Do you trust me that much?" Joe asked.

"I trust you with my life!" was my reply.

He sat a thought for a moment. He took a long drink of scotch and said,
"Lets give it a try!"

Joe asked me to stand. I willingly replied, eager to please my soon to be Master. Although we hadn't discussed it, he blindfolded me. He ordered me to remove my shirt. As I removed my shirt, I could feel myself becoming more and more excited.

He walked into the back room and emerged with a length of rope and proceeded to tie my hands, behind my back.
I was feeling no pain. The drinks I'd been having had me ready to do just about anything, but I was still really titillated when he started to take the rest of my clothes off. He unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned my slacks and slowly pulled my zipper down. The zipper had to ride over the bulge of my swollen cock.

"A little excited, aren't we?" he joked.

My slacks fell to the floor and Joe helped me step out of them. He pulled my socks off my feet before turning his attention to the bulge in my briefs. Although I couldn't see, I guessed that he was kneeling at my feet. He took total advantage of my helplessness as he squeezed and rubbed my hard-on through my underwear. This only served to make me hornier and my prick stiffen more!
"This cock looks like it wants to be played with", he said.
My thoughts raced at the thought of him blowing me right then and there. He rubbed me a little longer and then slowly pulled down my briefs. It was a painfully slow experience. My lust needed to be sated. Eventually, the elastic slipped past my cockhead and my raging boner bounced free. Now, I thought to myself. Now, he'll give me some relief.

"It sure is a stiff prick. Bet you'd love to have it stroked and sucked" he teased.

"Yes, I'd love that, I'd really love that" I pleaded.

Joe sternly replied,"Well, you'd better start calling me 'Master' or you won't get any relief at all!"

I quickly re-thought my position and meekly replied, "Yes, Master."