Extended Leave Part 6

Author: prisonerx
Title: Extended Leave Part 6
Date: 26 September 2005

My muscles were beginning to ache as the effect of being stretched out and secured to the St Andrew's cross began to take its toll. I tried to move a little to ease the discomfort but I was secured too tightly for anything I did to provide any real relief. Any movement of my head caused immediate pain to my clamped nipples so I just tried to remain as still as possible. The minutes went by very slowly as my apprehension grew about what was to happen to me when the others returned. Every time the door at the end of the room opened my heart missed a beat as I strained to see who was coming in the door. David and Jeff were joined by some of the guards and they sat around enjoying their drinks, laughing and talking but ignoring me.

Eventually the door opened and the other inmates walked in free of any restraints and dressed in their own clothes. That is all except one guy who was shackled hand and foot, wearing only an orange jockstrap and was hooded and gagged. I saw the number on the waistband of his jock; it was 249 and he was obviously still subject to the camp regime.

David stood up and spoke to the assembled inmates. "OK guys, as your term here ends at midnight you will be free to leave at midnight or in the morning. You have all served your agreed period here and have endured group punishments as a result of the failings of prisoner 253 and previously the misbehaviour of 249 who will remain a prisoner here as his term has been extended for breach of the house rules. You are free to enjoy yourselves tonight as you see fit". To my surprise David and Jeff then left the room and the guards also withdrew.

Suddenly 249 was pulled up on to the platform by two of the other guys and was forced to his knees in front of me. His gag was pulled off and his head forced in the direction of my caged cock. My cock was rigid in its cage as 249 was told to suck it. Because of his hood, he couldn't see that my cock was caged and was trying desperately to get his mouth around the plastic cage. The others all shouted and laughed as 249 tried to take the plastic tube in his mouth. For me the fleeting touch of his tongue on the tip of my foreskin that was protruding through the piss slit of my cb cage made me even harder, if that was possible! I was thrusting about and struggling with my restraints as I tried to push my caged and engorged dick into his mouth. So desperate was I to cum that I hardly noticed the searing pain as the leather cord from my gag pulled on the chain attached to my tit clamps.

249 was pulled away from me and I watched as he was secured in a spread-eagled position on the wooden scaffold. There was no way he was going anywhere as his wrists and ankles were still locked in shackles and the chains joining them now stretched tightly across his body as his arms and legs were secured to the scaffold. I couldn't help noticing his massive hard on as his jock strap tented out in front of him. His gag was replaced and one of the guys nearby attached clamps to his nipples. I was aware of him moaning into his gag as the clamps bit into his nipples. He struggled as he tried to loosen the restraints but it was no use.

I was growing more apprehensive as I wondered what the guys had in store for me. Although they had been at the camp when I arrived I had never spoken to them. It had not been possible as most of the time since my arrival I had been gagged and had been kept segregated from them for most of the time. I didn't even know their names. But that was soon to change.

One of them approached me smiling and took off my gag and took off the nipple clamps. I felt an immediate surge of pain as the blood rushed back into my tortured tits but was glad of the release. "Hi, I'm James. You sure have had a rough time since arriving here. Seems tough that your term here has been extended to 14 days." "Well it's not what I planned", I replied, "but it seems that I have no option". James reached forward and began to undo the leather wrist and ankle restraints securing me to the cross. I realised then that they had not been locked on! Within a few seconds I was standing in front of him completely free of restraints except of course for the cb which still caged my cock. James grinned pointing to it saying, "there is not much I can do about that though, I haven't got the key". Another guy joined James and I noticed that he was carrying my rucksack. "This is Jurgen by the way. He has managed to get your stuff so that you can get dressed and leave with us. The cb can be cut off when you get away from here, it is just a question of cutting the plastic pin". I was confused…he was suggesting I left with them. This had its attractions for me, as I was not looking forward to having to serve 14 days in this place. But I wondered how I could escape without being caught. James knew what I was thinking and explained that they had all arrived in his van; they were going to leave shortly and I could be hidden in the van and leave with them. "What about 249", I said looking in the direction of the hooded and shackled figure spread-eagled on the scaffold. "Not possible", said Jurgen, "his shackles are locked in place. Too bad for him". "49 could obviously hear what was being said because he started to struggle in his bonds and grunt loudly through his gag. But the others ignored him. I had made my decision and within minutes had got my clothes out of my rucksack and was pulling my briefs over my still caged cock. In seconds I was dressed and ready to go. As we walked to the door the grunts and moans from 249 got louder and I felt a bit sorry for him but there was nothing I could do to help him. At the same time my cock stiffened in its cage as I took a last look at the bound and hooded figure struggling desperately on the scaffold in a vain attempt to get free.

Once outside James led the way to the van and he told me to lie down in the back out of sight. The others all got in and I heard the engine start. My heart was thumping as we approached the wooden gates and the road to freedom. I heard the gates being opened and voices which I recognised as David and Jeff wishing everybody a safe trip home. We drove out and started down the track, which led to the main road. I was still lying on the floor out of sight when I realised the van was stopping. James had spotted two guards ahead. He pulled up and to my horror I heard him saying "Glad we've met you, we've just discovered 253 hiding in the back of the van. He is obviously trying to escape so if you can take him out it will save us having to turn around and go back with him". I couldn't believe my ears! It had all been a trap and I had fallen for it. Before I could say or do anything two guards dressed like the others in camo gear and wearing balaclavas roughly pulled me out of the van and immediately cuffed my hands behind me and pulled a spandex hood over my head. They retrieved my rucksack from the back of the van, thanked James and waved him on.

Minutes later I was back in the camp and was standing in front of David and Jeff who were seated behind a desk and had obviously been waiting for me. "Attempting to escape is the most serious offence you can commit while at this camp 253. You will now suffer the consequences".

I was dragged protesting my innocence into the adjoining room……I'd been there before when I first arrived. I was stripped f my clothes again and my cb was unlocked and pulled off as was the spandex hood. A leather one replaced it and was locked on, a gag inserted and all went dark as the blindfold attachment was put in place. I was forced to bend over and felt my ass being lubed prior to the insertion of a butt plug. I felt something being applied to my shaft and balls and I was then fitted with a metal chastity belt. I was also laced tightly into boots and ankle suspension harnesses were attached to each boot. Outside in the warm night air I was pushed to the ground and I realised chains were being attached to my boots. Slowly I was pulled up by my legs and within seconds I was hanging upside down by my ankles. Just at that moment I felt a shock in my ass followed by a similar one on my cock and balls. I knew at once that I had been wired up again and that the butt plug was an electro one. I lurched violently as each shock hit me but there was nothing I could do about it. I was suspended in mid air, wrists cuffed behind me, hooded and gagged. And then the first lash hit me across my back. I yelled into my gag but no sound came out…………my back began to sting………my cock stiffened painfully in its metal prison……..the electro stim pulsed relentlessly. I hung there trying to endure the latest torture and wondering how I could have been such a fool. I counted 12 lashes before there was a pause. For a minute everything was calm and then a violent shock pulsed through my ass again. "Please Sir, please….." I begged through my gag but nobody paid any attention to my unintelligible moans. My ordeal was only beginning………..