Extended Leave Part 5

Author: prisonerx
Title: Extended Leave Part 5
Date: 31 August 2005

As suddenly as it had started the electro stim ceased. I was thankful for the release as my cock was at bursting point and causing me great discomfort in its metal tube. But this was reality, not fantasy, so there was nothing I could do about it. As I lay in my cage tiredness overcame me and again I drifted off to sleep. I was awakened by the sound of the cage door being opened and I was roughly pulled out and onto my feet. Although I could not see I realised it was evening as it was much cooler than it had been earlier.

I heard the clink of shackles and knew that the other inmates were nearby. "OK 253, here are your orders" said a voice I knew to be David's. "Your fellow prisoners are shackled together in line and you will be chained to them at the head of the line. You will now lead them back to the camp, which should take you the same time as it did this morning to get here which was 90 minutes. If you take longer you will be punished and so will they, so it's up to you to keep them moving and not to lose your way." This sounded ok to me, as the route was pretty direct. There was one problem though……..I was hooded and couldn't see. For a moment I thought that problem was solved as the spandex hood was pulled off my head and the muzzle removed. I looked around and saw the other six guys clad only in their numbered regulation issue orange jockstraps; all were wearing their boots and were gagged but not blindfolded. They were shackled as before and linked by a long chain. However it was not going to be that easy. At a signal from David a guard approached me holding a rubber hood. He pulled it over my head and immediately I was plunged into darkness again. A gag was roughly forced into my mouth and locked in place. I felt something being attached to the back of my head and was then aware of something pulling on my mouth. "249 is right behind you and he will use the lead now attached to the back of your gag to guide you as you will not be able to see where you are going", said David. "You will have to work out how you communicate as all of you are gagged. We will see you in 90 minutes I hope." With that I heard the engine of the Land Rover start and the sound of all the guards climbing into the back. A minute later it drove off.

My heart was thumping, as I had no idea what to do. I couldn't see or speak and the guys chained to me were unable to speak either. I slowly started to move forward treading carefully as I could not see the ground in front of me. I felt the chain attaching us all together tighten and realised that we would need to synchronise our steps otherwise we would get nowhere. I shouted into my gag trying to articulate words but all that came out was unintelligible grunting sounds. These were responded to by equally unintelligible noises from the guys behind me. After a few minutes the others realised the problem about keeping in step and slowly we started to walk forward. We were moving at last but much more slowly than in the morning and I began to realise that we would never make it back to the camp in 90 minutes. After walking a few metres I stumbled on something on the ground. Luckily I was grabbed from behind and managed to stay on my feet. We moved on again but then I felt a rough tugging on my gag and my head was being pulled to the left. I knew at once that I had to change direction and turned to my left. The ground surface seemed much rougher than it had in the morning but that was only because I could not see. Very slowly we made our way towards the camp as inmate 249 pulling on my gag guided me. The journey seemed never ending as the column of shackled prisoners shuffled slowly towards its destination. I tried to imagine the scene as the tight rubber hood clung ever more tightly to my sweating head and face. And as the reader might imagine my cock began to react pressing ever harder in its futile attempts to get free. Eventually after seemed like hours I felt the surface of the ground underneath my boots change and I knew that we were now on the paved approach to the camp entrance. With a final and violent tug on my gag we came to a halt. I reached out in front of me and felt the wooden doors, which were the entrance to the courtyard.

I heard the doors open and David's voice say, "At last, we thought you had got lost. It has taken you 3 hours to get here. Your failure to get here in 90 minutes will result in further discipline. As for you 253, it may be that your fellow inmates may wish to deal with you." At this I heard the guys behind me grunting loudly into their gags and my heart started thumping again as I began to wonder what would happen to me. The link chain was removed and my gag unlocked and the hood pulled off. I hardly noticed the cool air on my face as I looked around at the others now also without their gags as they smiled knowingly and looked in my direction. The usual guards standing nearby marched them off in the direction of the canteen. I however was taken away by David and Jeff who brought me back to the room where I had been restrained and caged after my arrival. They unlocked my shackles and told me to strip. The chastity belt was also unlocked and the butt plug removed. I was ordered to use the shower and clean myself thoroughly and warned not even to think about jacking off. My cock, free for the first time in many hours was erect and I was desperate to cum. But I complied with my instructions and was grateful just to have a thorough clean up. When I had finished I was given something to eat and drink which refreshed me a bit. I was also enjoying being free of any restraints for the first time in ages but I knew that this was unlikely to last long.

The metal chastity belt was nowhere to be seen and for a moment I thought that at least whatever happened my cock would not be caged. I was wrong of course and David handed me a cb3000, which he told me to put on. After some initial difficulty the cb3000 was firmly in place and the padlock closed. I then put on my boots again and was shackled hand and foot once more. David called one of the guards who was nearby and he took me across the courtyard and up some stairs to the first floor of the building. We went through a door and I found myself standing in a gallery overlooking what was a gym. There were no free weights, just machines and below me my fellow inmates were being put through a forced work out by some of the guards. My cock swelled in its plastic cage as I watched guys being forced to do leg presses while a parachute attached to their cocks stretched their balls every time they pressed on the machine. Those that failed to complete the movement had a weight added until it was done to the satisfaction of the guards. Others were trying to complete press-ups with weights dangling from their tits which again were increased should they fail to complete the required number. Then it was bench presses, again with tit clamps attached by chain to the machine. "Just remember, you wouldn't have to go through this if you had got back here on time", the guards kept reminding them. I almost felt sorry for them as they tried to deal with the pain of this "special" workout. I say almost because my feelings of sympathy were coloured somewhat by my apprehension of what was going to happen to me. As I continued to watch the guards went around each inmate and removed the parachutes, tit clamps etc., and signalled the end of the work out and ordered the inmates to go and get something to eat. They all put their jockstraps and boots on and walked out of the gym. I noticed that they were free of all restraints and looked relieved to have been released from this latest torment.

Once they had left the guard brought me downstairs and led me into the gym. At the end stood a wooden platform on which were standing a scaffold system and various other restraining devices and frames. Two other guards were and they moved forward and unlocked my shackles and removed my boots. They then strapped a suspension harness around my body, pushed a gag into my mouth, and locked it in place. A length of leather cord was hanging from the gag. They pulled me towards a St. Andrew's cross which was standing on the platform. Very quickly my arms and legs were stretched over its frame and secured by leather cuffs to the cross. One of them quickly attached clamps to my tits, which were joined by a short chain to which the leather cord from the gag, was attached and pulled tight. As I moved my head in reaction to the pain the cord pulled further on my tits. Not for the first time in this story my cock swelled and filled the plastic cage of my cb3000. I noticed that David and Jeff had entered the gym and had sat down a short distance away as if they were spectators at a sports game. A guard approached me and said, "prisoner 253, for a further breach of the house rules, namely your failure to get back to camp in the given time you will face the discipline of your fellow inmates who have endured punishment tonight as a result of your failure". Of course I reacted immediately by trying to say something and the movement of my head caused immediate pain in my tits as the cord from my gag pulled on the clamp chain. I started to struggle testing the restraints, which fixed me to the cross, but it was useless. I looked in the direction of David and Jeff but they were just chatting and enjoying a drink. Around the room stood the guards who were anonymous. All I could see was their eyes watching me from the cover of their balaclava hoods. I waited for my fellow inmates to finish eating and return to deal with me………..