Is it a late Christmas present or an early Valentine's present? Either way, Ron finds a present on his bed. He had to try it on, of course. A tickling sensation runs through his body when he touches himself through this second-skin-like material. There was no card or anything indicating who made him this present. A familiar-looking figure enters the room in a red latex suit covering his whole body - including his face.
"Julian? Is that you?" Ron asks hesitantly, but the figure doesn't answer.
Instead, he comes closer. Uncomfortably close. Ron moves backward as the figure slowly approaches until the chair stops his backtracking.
"Uhm. Thank you for the suit..." Ron desperately tries to make some conversation.
The figure still does not answer. Instead, he slowly moves around Ron, his hand touching Ron's body. The latex material makes strange noises each time either moves even slightly. Another shiver runs through him, giving him goose skin. On top of that, he can watch his cock rise. The strong latex fabric provides just enough room for it to erect fully.
The figure gently grabs his arm and guides it to his back. A snapping sound secures his arms on his back; the strong leather restraints make any escape attempt futile.
"You know, I have never done anything like this." Ron continues to talk. "Is there a safeword ... or anything?"
The figure comes closer, almost like he is about to kiss Ron.
"And... I really would like to know with whom I am doing this, you know?" Ron continues to babble.
Instead of an answer, a clicking sound is to be heard as the red figure attaches a leash to his collar.
"A leash? Really?" Ron says with a smirk.
The figure goes down on his knees and starts stroking his dick.
"WHOA!" Ron instinctively tries to move away, but the figure held him steady in place with the leash, while he gently strokes Ron's cock.
"Oh, wow!" Ron's eyes widened as he processed this new sensation.
The feeling was completely different to what he was used to. So much even that he got angry when the figure stopped suddenly.
"Hey! Don't stop now!" The figure ignores him again, and gets back up to his feet. Ron's dick is now hard as rock. The figures grabs the leash and walks towards the door.
"Hey!" Ron calls out sharply. "You don't want to go ... like ... OUTSIDE?!"
Other than the hooded figure, Ron's head was still exposed. Everyone would see him - and recognize him. The figure, however, continues to head for the door without hesitation.
End of part one. Do you want me to continue?