Extended Leave Part 7

Author: prisonerx
Title: Extended Leave Part 7
Date: 13 October 2005

My back was still stinging from the 12 lashes I had received but at least the flogging had stopped. Not so the electro torture which continued at random intervals stopping sometimes for so long that I dared to think it had ceased altogether. But of course that was all part of my punishment and as I tried to relax I was hit by yet another pulse from the butt plug or the pads attached to my cock and balls or sometimes both together. Although unable to see I was suddenly aware of the silence and realised that I was alone out in the courtyard……at least I could not hear any other voices or detect any movement around me. At least no other movement other than that of my suspended body as it swung upside down from the frame or scaffold to which I was secured. In spite of my discomfort and now increasing exhaustion my cock continually struggled to get hard causing me ever-greater discomfort.

I was desperate to be released and began to try and shout out to attract attention and beg for my release. Of course no matter how hard I tried to articulate intelligibly the gag prevented this and I emitted just a series of muffled groans. After what seemed like hours but was probably quite a short time I heard voices. "Bring 249 out here" said somebody. In my torment I had forgotten that 249 had been left strung up indoors. I also realised that the electro torture had ceased. Then somebody grabbed my leather-covered head and my gag was removed. The relief was welcome as of course my jaws were aching. I drew in some deep breaths and dared to hope that I was about to be released. "You deserve a reward 249" said David, "at least you were not stupid enough to attempt to escape". As David was saying this I became aware of somebody standing in front of me and within seconds a cock was being forced into my now ungagged mouth. 249 was getting his reward as he thrust his cock further into my mouth and told me to suck. My tongue caressed his hardening cock as it filled my mouth. I felt his hands behind my head forcing me closer to him as I tried to take him without gagging. His breathing got faster and harder as he pumped his cock enjoying this opportunity to take pleasure at my expense. Just as I felt I could take no more and was gasping for breath he pulled his cock out and shot his load all over me smearing my suspended body with his hot cum. He had clearly been denied the chance to cum for sometime as I could feel his cum running down my chest and stomach like soap in a shower. 249 thanked David and I heard him walking away. Just as I was wondering what was going to happen next I was hit by a jet of cold water and my suspended and helpless body swung back and forth as I was hosed down completely.

Minutes later I was grabbed by two guys who released my ankle shackles and carefully helped me down from the frame and to stand up. My hood was unlocked and pulled off and I was led back into the building nearby. My wrists were uncuffed and I was given something to drink by two guys who as usual were dressed in camo gear and wore the regulation balaclavas. Next I was told to take off my boots and once more I stood naked and without restraints apart from the metal belt, which remained, locked on my cock and balls. David walked into the room and ordered me to place my hands behind my head and spread my legs. He then carried out a body search checking every orifice. "Can't take any chances," he said, "we need to ensure you will not get away again". I wanted to protest but thought it better to say nothing otherwise I would suffer being gagged again and I really didn't relish another period with gag filling my aching mouth. One of the guards approached holding a rubber body suit, which was lubed and ready for occupation, and that occupant was to be me. As I was helped into it I remained silent as I thought it would be better for me if I just complied with their orders. Besides I was really tired now and just wanted to sleep if that was possible. The suit was made of very thin but strong rubber and quickly my arms and legs were encased in its tight body hugging rubber. As my arms slipped in I realised there were no fingers and I had to clench my knuckles to fit my hands in. "No chance to use my hands", I thought. The suit had a hood attached and as the zip at the back was pulled up, one of the guards pulled the hood tightly over my head and sealed me in. There were no holes for eyes so once more I was locked in a dark prison. However I had no problem breathing as there were noseholes and an opening for my mouth. But it was a tight fit……. I could feel it pressing on my body and particularly on the metal belt and putting pressure on my ass reminding me of the presence of the butt plug.

I was led outdoors and across the courtyard and back indoors again. My heart sank as a gag was pushed into my mouth. However this was an open gag and I could feel that there was a long tube attached to it. I was told to stretch out my arms and as I did so a straitjacket was pulled on and over my shoulders. It obviously had a hood attached as I felt it being pulled over my head and the tube attached to the gag was pulled through. I wasn't sure what the straitjacket was made of and I was wondering I heard a guard say, "you are the first inmate to use this one 253, it's a Darlex jacket which will keep you well secure". I felt the thigh straps being tightened and the various body straps likewise and then I heard he unmistakable click of padlocks being closed. There was no way out of this without help.

My ankles were shackled next and then I felt the weight of metal as a heavy collar was locked around my neck. A chain was then connected to my shackled ankles and pulled up behind me and attached to d rings at the back of the straitjacket. I was effectively hog tied and completely unable to help myself. Finally I felt myself being lifted by two guys and was moved a few metres further into the room. I could feel some sort of fabric under my rubber-encased body. As I lay there helpless, now beginning to sweat in my rubber prison I felt the fabric being pulled up around me and somebody adjusting the tube from my gag. I realised I was encased in some sort of a bag. What sounded like an electric motor started and I briefly panicked as I began to feel myself being pulled upwards and the lining of the bag closed around me. I was swiftly pulled into the air by, what I now realised was an electric hoist, and a minute later I heard the motor stop. I struggled to try and find a way to make myself more comfortable but the more I struggled the more the bag swayed. The voices below me ceased, a door slammed and I realised I was alone again.

Although tired my mind was racing. I was not confident I could endure this latest ordeal but what could I do? I was sealed in rubber, straitjacketed in Darlex, hooded, gagged and hog-tied and suspended several metres above the ground. I tried not to move and slowly my mail bag prison ceased to sway. I began to drift into a much-needed sleep, the acute discomfort of my position not being enough to overcome the exhaustion I was feeling. As sleep began to take hold of me I felt my cock begin to swell………in spite of everything I was desperate to cum but that I knew was beyond any possibility. My frustration was complete and if I didn't know before I certainly knew then that my captors would see to it that I served every moment of my incarceration and there was nothing I could do to stop them…….