I waited outside his door nervously, I rarely went on grindr hookups but this guy, what he wanted to do really excited me. I had put on my black leather collar as he had asked me to, and also had a black thong on under my skinny jeans. He had also asked that I looked to the floor, kept my head down submissively for when he opened the door, of course I obeyed. I stared at the plain welcome mat for what seemed like hours until he finally opened his front door.
He hooked a finger around the ring of my collar and tugged, beckoning me inside. I stepped in and he closed the door, then he gently slipped a bondage hood with a hole only for my mouth onto my head and zipped it shut. What had excited me about this hookup was that I would be deprived, not just of my sight, but of my right to speak or move on my own, I was just to be an object, even my safe signal was non verbal.
I knew what to do next without instruction, I had memorized what he wanted me to do during the whole hookup, that way there would be no verbal interaction, further cementing my place as an object. I stripped off my white t-shirt and skinny jeans, leaving me in just my thong. I felt his warm breath over my smooth, pale skin as he looked me over. I felt a rough hand brush my nipple, my thigh, and footsteps as he moved to grope my ass hard, my cock was stiffening the whole time as this stranger felt me up. He seemed to notice and grabbed the front of my thong, squeezing my cock and balls, only for a second, and it left me wanting more. My skin where he had touched me tingled as I heard him attach a chain leash to my collar.