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Meet me at two o clock at the red lion. I'll be wearing a black addidas hoodie, I'll be standing at the bar with a bottle of smirnoff ice. that was the message on my laptop. so at exactly two o clock i walked into the pub and clocked the lad at the bar. as i walked over to him he turned towards me an necked the remainder of his drink and motioned me to follow him. i did so and we walked into the toilets. the lad marched over to the two cubicles and checked if any was occupied. satisfied that we were alone he beckoned me over to the one closest to the wall. we both entered and he closed the door and locked us in.

He pulled back the hood and turned to face me. wots your name? he enquired. its mike. i said. wots yours? he didnt answer, he pointed to my pants. drop your kecks. he ordered. i quickly undid my pants and pulled them open. he grabbed them and yanked them down to my ankles. my cock started to throb and began to rise. suddenly like a bolt of lightning a horrendous shot of pain as he punched me in the bollocks. i yelled out and he put his hand over my mouth to shut me up. my cock shrunk no longer interested. the lad slammed me back against the wall stI'll holding his hand over my mouth his other hand now gripping my painfully battered tackle. keep it shut yeah. the lad grinned an removed his hand from my mouth. he then stuffed it in his jacket pocket and pulled out a chastity device. he grabbed my cock and swiftly attached it to my stI'll aching tackle. suddenly my shrunken cock was trapped inside a cold steel prison. a sharp click of a small padlock clearly stated that my tackle was no longer available to play with. the lad stood back and stI'll grinning told me to pull my pants up.

Right..now listen carefully mike. im gonna leave you now and I'll call you in a fortnight. a week before i call you tho, you are not to eat anything understood? just water for a week and I'll let you know what to do next. with that he gently opened the door and peered round the door. he looked back with another cheeky grin. and dont bother trying to take that off coz its hi-tensile steel...with that he slipped off and disappeared. wot the fuck am i doing? i wondered as i examined the devise on my tackle. i could feel my cock trying to grow inside it and i realised that the next fortnight was going to be a nightmare. i left the pub and went back to work. i managed to try and ignore my current situation for the first week. but as the second week crawled along i began to struggle. being only twentyone years old, not emptying my balls for a day is normally bad enough but a whole fuckin fortnight was starting to drive me wild. i had maybe thought to fuck the idea of not eating anything right off, but decided to follow his order and that was proving to be almost as worse as not being able to cum. by saturday i was light headed and living in a fuckin dream world. i had managed to complete my week at work with no comments or arrousing any suspicion of what i was upto and as planned took the next week off. i left my car at home and took the tube heading for the red lion.

My fone blared out informing me of a text message. i was shivering through lack of food and fumbled my fone out. being more or less skin and bone anyway my poor body was probly ravaging my organs for food by now as i watched some fit lad munch on a pasty opposite me. cunt. i thought and read my text. dont go in to the pub. im in a black astra VXR outside. ok i text back. fuckinell here we go! i was shivering violently when i got to the pub. probly a mixture of fuckin starvation and excitement. i saw his car and stumbled over to the passenger door. the door opened and another lad stepped out. he grinned at me. arite mike. jump in the back yeah. i clambered into the back of the car and sat down. another lad was sittin in the back as well. the lad i met in the pub, the one i had been talking to for weeks on the net was driving. he turned to look at me as the other lad climbed back in and shut the door. ok mike, you did as i said? i looked around at the two other lads and back at him. yeah, yeah. feel like im about to faint. the lad grinned and started the motor up. ok, good lad. now...i want you to take off your clothes off and giv em to my mate in the front. i paused for a second and looked at the lad sitting next to me who was grinning inanely and nodded furiously. i slowly started to undress. the windows were blacked out in the back so apart from my little audience in this lads car no-one could see anything. i passed my clothes to the lad in the passenger seat who shoved them into a plastic bag. the lad sitting next to me suddenly leaned towards me and pushed me round so he could handcuff my wrists behind my back. then he cuffed my ankles with some anklecuffs. and put a cloth bag over my head. i caught a glimpse of duct tape which he used to tape the bag securely round my neck and wound round my mouth and eyes. hes sorted. the lad called out. fuckin right there. proper sorted an goin no where.

Must have been an hour through the traffic and we must have pulled into a garage or somewhere. nothing else had been said since an they hadnt said a word to each other. the car stopped and doors opened. i was man handled out the car and my feet touched freezing cold concrete. they made me shuffle along and we all entered what was obviously a lift. i felt vunerable as i stood shivering in the cold lift standing naked and helpless between the three lads. suddenly the lift stopped and they made me shuffle out into god knows where and up to a door. suddenly it was nice and warm and i stopped shivering so much as i was guided into a room i guess. the bag on my head was removed and i looked around the room. it was bare concrete walls. like an office building or summet. the room was huge. one wall was just windows that had been boarded up. metal rings had been fastened to the concrete floor here and there. concrete block walls made up six foot wide booths obviously for computer desks or whatever but clearly had not been finished. more metal rings had been fastened to the walls, chain hung from some of them. in one of the booths i could see that i was not the only one who had agreed to being subjected to abit of kinky fun. another lad was naked and chained to the wall. he sat against the wall his wrists cuffed above his head, his legs spreadeagled across the floor and cuffed to the metal rings on the floor. i must admit i felt abit better seeing him there. he was also wearing a chastity device like mine. he wore a rbber hood that gagged and blindfolded him. his groin was twisting and grinding in obvious sexual frustration. heavy metal clamps hung from his nipples pulling them down in what was clearly a painfull experience.

One of the lads made me sit on the floor so i could see the lad in the booth clearly. they attached my cuffs to one off the metal rings on the floor. he crouched down and made me drink from a bottle out of his pocket. god knows what was in it, it tasted foul. i almost gagged as he forced me to drink the entire contents. the three lads then walked over to the lad in the booth. they removed the gag from the rubber hood and two of the lads started to unzip there pants. the lad who drove the car knelt down in front of there naked captive. he began to pull on the clamps and the lad yelped in pain. hows your hole? the lad groaned. please take it out, its too big, please take it out. clearly they had inserted sumet up his arse. i dont think so tomos. i think we wI'll lett you sit on it a while longer. the lad tugged again on the clamps and stood up. the other lads were now extremely aroused and i looked in shock at the size of there cocks. id never seen such beasts cept in porno films. my own dick was screaming to burst out of its metal prison as i watched them advance towards there helpless captive. one of them stuffed his cock into the lads mouth and began to work it back and forth. each time he pushed forward the captive gagged as he thrust it down his throat.

The driver was next to me as i watched the two lads face fuck. i hadnt noticed him creap up and yelled as he kicked me in the groin. i crumbled to the floor as my balls exploded in pain. the sudden shock sent a rush of adrenaline coarse thru me suddenly my body shivered uncontrollably as the drugs cocktail he had made me drink suddenly booted in. he uncuffed me and dragged me over to one of the booths and cuffed me in such a fashion i was left fastened on my hands and knees. a rubber mask was pulled over my head and a gag stuffed in my mouth. a collor was fastened around my neck and pulled my head to the floor. my arse was now in the air. chain wound under my waist and must have been fastened to the walls either side of me this kept my arse in the air. i was completely helpless my groin aching with sexual wanton and the pain from his kick. nothing was said as i felt my cheeks being parted and the insertion of some sort of tube. i jolted with shock as i felt a cold sensation as lube was squeezed directly into my bowels. i felt my arse fI'll completely with the stuff. i began to realise that they were obviously intending to fuck me within an inch of my life with there big dicks.

I started to gear myself up for what was to come. i couldnt stop them or say anything for that matter so i just concentrated on trying to keep my bowels relaxed. the cocktail he had given me was helping. i felt so fuckin horny. suddenly i felt the lads cock push into my tight hole. i could feel it thrust deep into my bowels. sqelching gurgling sounds as he pushed his seemingly endless shaft into my arse. the sounds of coughing gagging as the lad in the next booth swallowed the first lads cum. his soft pleas as the other lad began to thrust his cock into his mouth. the dominant growl as the other lad told him to shut the fuck up or he would leave the dildo up his arse for another two days...now i knew why we were told to go hungry for a week. but that was the least on my mind as the lad fucking me began to quicken his pace. he pounded my hole mrcilessly and i was helpless to do anything about it. my skinny naked body straining at the cuffs that bound me to the floor. god this was so fuckin horny. id only been here five fucking minutes and my arse was being broken like never before.

It felt like hours as he more or less silently fucked me senseless. the odd grunt and then finaly he shot his muck. i felt the jonny flood with his spunk. his sweaty hands grip me on my hip bones as he thrust for a few final times. he then yanked out of my numb hole. i wondered what would happen next as it had gone quiet in the next booth.

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