Stripped For Florida

Wedding Bound

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Wedding Bound
By Willie B Florida
williebflorida@gmail.com

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“My sister’s stripping the girls for Lydia’s wedding and having them airbrushed as leopards,” Cynthia announced. “Trace says she isn’t stripping Tammie. She’s putting her into a leopard leotard instead. It won’t be as nice, that’s for sure, but it’ll do.”

Travis slouched in the window seat, intent over his phone.

“I don’t suppose you want to go to the wedding as a leopard?” his mother asked.

Travis murmured his disinterest.

“Three leopards,” his mother mused. “You could be the leopard tamer!”

“Mmmm . . . “

Cynthia decided to take lack of outright disagreement as enthusiasm.

“It’s settled then,” she declared. “We’ll go shopping for an outfit tomorrow.”

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“Be sure your door is locked,” Cynthia advised. “I’m not too sure about this neighborhood.”

Travis shrugged but made sure his door was locked. Several car mechanic shops, an AC repair place and numerous warehouses were interspersed with tired looking bars, pawnshops, and places offering pay day loans. A glitzy neon sign flashed “Dragon Tattoo” over a larger emporium.

“I heard they’re overpriced,” his mother said. She turned abruptly into the parking lot. “Get out, Travis. I forgot we had to stop here first.”

“What?” Travis protested. “I thought you said they were overpriced.”

“We’re not getting the outfit here. Come on, we don’t have all day.”

Travis slipped his feet into his flip flops, undid his seat belt and pulled himself out of the passenger seat. His mother was already half way to the entrance. Travis picked up the pace and followed behind.

Inside Dragon Tattoo was a kaleidoscope of color and paraphernalia. It seemed that “tattoo” was only the beginning of what was on offer. Aisle upon aisle of goods stretched far back into the store. Mannequins displayed spikes and daggers and all kinds of leather outfits, A display case in front of them was filled with plastic phalluses adorned with every type of ring and harness. To the side Travis could just catch a glimpse of a girl strapped into what looked like an oversize dentist chair.

“I need one strip chip for my son, Florida resident,” Cynthia was saying to the young woman at the counter. “Here’s his ID, my ID and my debit card. Oh, and I guess I should get an extra bottle of pills.”

The young woman took the cards and punched some buttons on the console.

“Here’s the chip,” she said, handing over a small piece of paper. “In the bag is all the identification information should you need to track him. There’s a coupon book from participating businesses, a starter bottle of pills and the additional bottle you requested. Will you be making additional purchases at Dragon Tattoo today, or should I ring this up now?”

“Not to be rude,” Cynthia laughed, “but can you tell me where I can find BKK Hardware? I thought it was near here.”

“Not a problem, they send us customers and we send them customers.”

“Actually, they told me I could do the strip here,” Cynthia confirmed.

“Absolutely. For some reason Dan has never signed up with the state to do the strip. I can’t figure why. When you leave here take a left out of the parking lot and turn right at the first stop sign. French Connection Lingerie and Pole Dancing is on the corner. BKK is painted bright green, you can’t miss it. Parking is in the back.”

Cynthia reached over and stuck the round bandaid behind her son’s ear. Within 15 seconds a small chip would embed under his skin, making him another kid Stripped For Florida.

“Okay, Travis,” Cynthia announced, “take off your clothes. That was the SFF chip.”

“What? You’re stripping me?” Travis complained.

“Of course. You can’t go to a wedding like that!”

“I didn’t know you were stripping me. I thought you said I was going to be a lion tamer or something.”

“Leopard tamer,” his mother corrected. “That’s right. We’re headed over to BKK Hardware right now to get your outfit.”

“But geez, Mom, I don’t have to be naked!”

“You knew it was coming sooner or later — don’t act like you’re so surprised. Here take one of these pills, you need to harden up a bit.”

Travis swallowed the proffered pill and kicked the side of the counter rather half-heartedly. “It isn’t fair. Tammie should get stripped, too.”

“I agree,” Cynthia answered. “All your cousins should be stripped for the wedding. But I’m not her mother.”

Cynthia thanked the young woman behind the counter and prodded the naked boy forward as they left the store.

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A few minutes later they were parked behind a bright green building and headed around front. There was no sign indicating the name of the business and on this day there was nothing in the two display windows to indicate what type of goods were sold.

A bell jingled as they pushed through the entrance door. The inside was surprisingly dark after coming in from the bright Florida sun and mother and son stood still for a moment waiting for their eyes to adjust. As the interior slowly came into view they found themselves in an open space with a long counter running along the entire back of the store. A few shelves on the side wall held various bits of leather and metal as well as stacked cardboard boxes.

“And what can I do for you today?”

Travis started. He hadn’t seen the man behind the counter until he spoke. In contrast to the bright green exterior, the inside of the store was a bleached gray that looked like it had last been painted prior to the Great Depression. The store’s caretaker seemed to blend right in.

“Good morning,” his mother said brightly. “This is my son, Travis. I just had him stripped at Dragon Tattoo and unfortunately the pills have not yet taken effect.” Getting no reaction, she continued. “I’m taking him to a wedding and his cousins are all attending as leopards, so I thought it would be cute if he were done up as a leopard tamer. You know, something in leather?”

The man rummaged under the counter and then ducked under an opening and stood before them.

“I can set you up with just the thing, ma’am” he said, “but I’ll just need to measure your ankles first,” he indicated Travis.

Travis looked down at his ankles questioningly and shrugged.

“Put your feet together, please,” the man said.

Travis put his feet side by side and the man instantly wrapped a chain around both ankles and fastened it to an eye hook on the floor. Standing up he pulled the boy’s hands behind his back and chained them together as well.

“Don’t try to move,” he warned, “or you’ll fall flat on your face.” He looked into the boy’s eyes to make sure he was understood. Travis nodded earnestly.

“Okay, Ma’am. We’ll be able to discuss whatever it was you had in mind for the young man without any distraction. I had a young customer last week who managed to disrupt both children who were on display so I’ve decided to take precautions. I mean, nobody is on display at the moment, but there is still plenty of mischief to be gotten into. I’m Dan, by the way.”

“Cynthia!”

“And what can we do for you today!”

“Why is it called a hardware store?” Travis spoke up.

“BKK, Bondage Kits for Kids,” Dan answered. “That kind of hardware.”

Travis nodded uncomprehendingly.

“So,” Cynthia said, “I was thinking leather straps, some spikes, maybe a whip?”

“We’ve got our basic kit, very versatile. I can add a few special touches if you like, especially if you’re thinking you might want to use it again after the event.”

Cynthia shrugged. “You’re the expert!”

Travis stood carefully in place. Having tried to move just slightly he realized that Dan had not been kidding. One false move and he would have toppled over, still chained to the floor. With his hands bound behind his back he wouldn’t have been able to do a thing to cushion the fall.

Dan stepped over to the shelves and pulled out one of the boxes and rummaged through it. He held up a tangle of leather harness with grommets and blunt steel spikes. Cynthia grinned.

“Let’s try these out on you,” he said as he pulled the harness over the boy’s head. He pulled a length of leather through the boy’s legs and fastened various snaps and buckles. After fussing for some time he stepped away and produced a narrow full length mirror. “What do you think?” he asked Travis.

Travis looked at the figure in the mirror and tried to imagine himself attending a wedding.

“It’s okay, I guess.”

Dan nodded. “You’re right. We’re missing a few items.” He stepped over to rummage in another box. He held a mesh of leather up in front of the boy’s crotch. “May I?” he asked, looking at Cynthia.

“As long as you don’t maim him, do whatever you want.”

That was all Dan needed to hear. “In that case . . . “ He put down the bit of leather and turned back to the box.

“Open up,” he said, tapping the boy’s jaw. “Wider, that’s it!” Dan slipped a bright red ball against the front of the boy’s open mouth, and pulled the straps tight around his head. Another sharp pull and Travis found himself efficiently and quite effectively gagged.

“It helps to do that first,” Dan explained to the boy’s mother. “Otherwise it can be quite hard on the ears.”

He grinned as he opened his hand to reveal three large clips. Travis tried to scream as the first clip was clamped onto his left nipple and tried to scream even more loudly as Dan set the second clip onto his right nipple, but not a sound emerged.

His mother nodded in interest. “Those are very sensitive spots,” she observed, “even on a boy.”

Dan opened the third clamp, pulled the boy’s penis taut and clamped it onto the bit of extended foreskin. “You’d think it would be the penis, or more exactly the foreskin, but you’re right. The tits are far more sensitive. Just wait until we remove them. That’s even more of a wake up call than clamping them on in the first place. The blood flows back in and its wowee time! How temporary is this getup supposed to be. I can put a piercing through the foreskin and keep the penis chained to piercings through the nipples. A butt plug vibrator would keep him hard and on edge but he’d be prevented from having sex unless you undid the chains.”

“Oh!” his mother gasped. “I hadn’t even considered Dan having sex yet.”

“Well, he is stripped. Legally he can have sex with any other stripped person who is close enough in age. But I understand your concerns. That’s why I’m recommending the chain apparatus. Plus, it would look great with the leather mesh and straps. Keeping him on edge will certainly make the animal trainer motif work best.”

“I’m okay with the piercings. That way I’ll be able to keep him aroused even after the wedding.”

“Exactly.”

“What about the gag? Is that just while you’re working on him, or is that part of the costume as well?”

“That’s entirely up to you. Are his cousins who are attending the wedding girls?”

“Yes, they’ll be going as leopards.”

“If you keep your son gagged for most of the wedding ceremony, reception, all that, there will be a nice tension between his role as a leopard tamer, but the obvious power the girls have over him. I mean, he’ll be gagged and silent and they won’t be.”

Travis’s mother agreed and the work began. The boy kept still for fear of falling on his face, but inside he was writhing in pain. A quick shot of the piercing gun put studs through both nipples, followed by the threading of large rings through each bit of tender flesh. There was the smell of heat as the man brought a soldering gun right up to his flesh as he permanently fastened links of chain to each ring. The entire process was repeated at the tip of his penis and then the chain was yanked as tightly as possible to stretch his penis up towards his chest.

The next shock was the insertion of an open ring plug into his anal opening. This was followed by a seemingly endless insertion of what felt like a gigantic pole up his rectum. His mother watched in fascination.

“You can keep the anal ring in place, ma’am,” the man explained, “or just take it out occasionally for cleaning. The pulsating dildo.screws in through the ring and you can choose how deep you want it to go. At full insertion it sits right up on his prostate. Really keeps him on edge, especially if he has to walk or otherwise move around!”

“Wow, that’s amazing,” Cynthia replied. “I had no idea.”

“You can keep the dildo in partially screwed in, or remove it completely and keep it with you. If you use it less often the experience is more intense, you know, for those special moments.”

“Right.”

“You might want to keep the gag handy as well,” Dan suggested. “Listening to kids complain can get tiresome at times.”

“That is quite true!”

Travis tried to object but not a sound emerged.

“So, young man, what do you think?” Dan pulled a full length mirror from the shop window and propped it up against the wall in front of the boy. Travis gaped. Spiked leather straps wrapped his body. Chains linked the piercings on his nipples to the ring at the tip of his penis. The gag glowed bright red in his mouth. He couldn’t see it, but he could certainly feel the enormity of the dildo probing his backside and throbbing against his innards.

Dan handed him the whip. “Stop looking so persecuted, young man,” he admonished. “You’re supposed to be a leopard trainer. Exude some power!”

Hmmm, Travis thought. “Maybe it will feel different when I’m not chained to the floor,” he tried to say. Dang this stupid gag. He tried gesturing with his chin to indicate that he wanted it out.

“Maybe we should let him talk a bit?” His mother suggested.

Dan unclipped the clasp at the back of the boy’s head and removed the ball. Travis moved his jaw experimentally.

“Um…” Travis spoke hesitantly. Already he was concerned that the gag might be put back immediately if he seemed too outspoken. “It’s nice. I guess I’ll be more like a leopard tamer when I’m not chained up?”

“That’s the spirit,” his mother agreed.

“Or…maybe without the gag, too?”

“We’ll see,” his mother sounded conciliatory, but Travis noted that she’d made no promises.

“You know I’ll get along great with my cousins. At the wedding, I mean.”

“I’m sure you will, honey.” His mother replied. “But it’s all for effect. That goes for the girls, too. You’ve all been stripped to make Lydia’s wedding special. It’s not about you at all. You realize that, right?”

Travis nodded glumly. They can only strip us once. I wonder what they’ll do the next time an event has to be special. He shuddered at the thought.

“Okay.” His mother seemed to have decided this conversation was over. “Thank you so much, Dan. I will certainly be recommending your services. Please let me know me know what I owe you and I’ll be taking my son.”

“Would you like to keep him rigged up, or do you want to save it for the wedding?”

“You can leave him just as he is,” his mother grinned. “I want to have some fun with him for the rest of the day. Then I’ll put it all away so it can be a surprise on Lydia’s special day.”

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The ceremony had gone smoothly, the reception had been a great success, and Lydia and her new husband were standing at the side of the banquet hall along with Cynthia, her sister Melanie and her sister-in-law Trace. The airbrushing was starting to wear off the girls after hours of partying, but they still looked stunning.

“The ears really make them look great,” Lydia observed.

“I thought the tails were masterful,” Melanie added. “I’m really glad you found Dan’s place, Cynthia. After you told me about Travis’s outfit I took the girls over there and he suggested the butt plug tail combo.”

“I’m not even sure that Travis realizes he isn’t the only one plugged up,” Cynthia laughed. “Did you get the vibrating kind?”

“Of course!” Cynthia exclaimed. “It really gets them going. They’re probably both in low level orgasm right now.”

“What about Tammie?” Melanie asked. Instead of the leotard-clad girl Cynthia and Melanie were expecting, Trace had brought a fully stripped and airbrushed Tammie to the wedding.

“I decided to shock her,” Trace said, a look of maternal mischief plastered across her face. “She was so sure she was getting off easier than all her cousins. I got her stripped only just this morning. I had the airbrush lady come to the house. She’s got a vibrator lodged up her pussy and of course the gag!”

It was true. Travis wasn’t the only one gagged for the wedding. They looked across the room at the cousins still frolicking on the dance floor. Every kid had a vibrator going full blast either front or back and they just couldn’t keep still. Travis had the bright red ball in house mouth. Tammie's gag was a more leopard-like black.

“It’s going to be interesting now that they’re all stripped,” Melanie mused.

“Dan pointed out that they’re allowed to have sex now. The thought had never even crossed my mind,” Cynthia said. “Anyway, I’m keeping him chained up for the time being. Dan’s way too young in my opinion. What are you going to do about your girls?” She asked.

“Oh, I don’t know,” Melanie responded. “Unlike you I did know what I was getting into. Leopards at a wedding was just the beginning. We’ll see what happens. By the way, you do know the pills work as birth control?”

“What, the boy pills?” Cynthia asked.

“They sure do.”

“I still think I’ll keep Dan chained up. But I do think we should relent and let those two get something to eat. Everyone else has been pigging out for hours while Travis and Tammie have had their mouths full.”

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