Hold your thong

Author: boboeugene
Title: Hold your thong
Date: 13 June 2010

I was walking the one day on my way to work from a shopping session downtown when a passed a older guy who was warring oiled stained denim with work boots and a black t-shirt, his hands was dirty and by the looks of it, he was a mechanic of sort, but still his big upper body was in perfect balance with the rest of his body. As I walk passed him I just couldn’t resist my self from saying what a hot ass you have and with that I smacked him on the bum and turn around continue walking.

I heard the man saying something but I just ignored him and went on my way back to the office when a hard blow to my head brought me to the ground. I turned around but I was so disorientated and everything seemed to be spinning around. The man I just smacked came into my vision and said “O I am going to enjoy this.” That was the last I remember.

When I reached conciseness I found my self in a small store room of sort my hand was tied at the back around one of the shelf’s legs I had a hell of a headache and felt still dizzy form his impacted on my head.

The guy entered the room looking all pitiful at me and said in a demanding tone that it is rude to just smack someone on the bum and not paying attention to what he’s saying. So you’ll have to pay the price. With that he came closer to me and ripped my shirt of with that I turned cold, I thought to my self o fuck now I’m screwed, I had a rubber shirt underneath my work shirt and what the hell is he going to me. My thoughts was interrupted when he smiled at me and said lets sea what’s underneath that pants of yours, with that he pulled my pants off and at was as of light was turned on when a smile light up his face.

O so you are not just rude in public but it seems like you like CBT now don’t you? I was stunned out of my mind all I could do was nod my head and dropped my eyes to the ground. He asked me some questions witch a answered and told him to please let me go I was sorry for insulting him in public, his reply on that was that I would have to pay for it in due time.

But first things first he said, lets get your ready for some fun time, hope you don’t mind a crowd of horny men who like’s to play especially with some twisted sick headed lad like you? I started to protest but my stomach meat his fist, he said that was it no more talking for you as he left the room. I must off dosed off but was waken by something he pushed into my mouth and pulled some sort of type over it and around my head, it was not duck tape, this tape was thick and stronger, with each turn around my head I could feel that it was cutting off some of my blood circulation.

He pulled my on the chain around my neck and looked puzzled at it then he said o my, a real dog chain, with that he left the room once more.

Soon he returned and pushed something over my nose the smell burned my nose but soon after that it all went black.

As Peter lady helpless next to the shelf, Mark jumped into action working fast and accrued. He striped Peter from all this clothing, looking at his bear chest and naked torso he ran he’s one hand down Peter’s dick and with his other hand he grabbed him self on his growing.

Mark called one of hiss co-workers to help him with Peter, to get him ready.

- Some Background about Mark, Michal and Tom -

Mark Worked for an auto shop in a Vaalpark a small town just out of the Freestate He and his brother Michal lived there they whole life, the two brothers considered then self striate, but love to play with younger boys when they had the opportunity to do so. Mark love the sea how they scream out of pain and Michal loved to sea them suffocate as they fucked them, then there was Tom, he just love to get a blow job no matter who or what it was giving it to him.


Mark called Tom and told him about his next adventure with this sick fuck when Tom told him that one of the mental instituted car’s was in the shop being severest and he’s sure that he saw some leather jackets in the back of the trunk As it turns out, it was a full leather straitjacket, on the back of it was printed Maximum Security reinforced with steel wiring. It also came with a warning that the Jacket can not be cut and if the locking device is closed it can only be opened with the key at the institution. Mark, Tom and Michal looked at it from all different angles and came to the conclusion that this was the best thing since sliced bread, and that they would have a blast of a time holding Peter in it. As Tom went trough the trunk of the car he found a leather mask with an opening where the mouth should be and in it was a strong y looking iron with a small hole in it that ran trough the mask into the mouth. On the side of the mask was printed For: electro shock therapy and should only be used with matching straitjacket.

Tom went over to Peter and removed the type around his mouth and opened it ah ha Tom said guys this mask would work wonderful on him, not only keeping his in silence but also giving him son amps at the same time. The 3 men found a lot of things that afternoon in the car's trunk and were so horny about it that they were unable to wait any longer.

They pulled Peter onto a work bench and started to put the jacket on him and for the first time did Mark notes the instruction printed on the inside of the jacket, while he was reading it Michael went to the back room and came back with a cable that they use in the shop. Tom looked at Michal and asks what the cable was for and Michal said the cable will work better then his dog chain. Mark asked Tom to help him get the jacket on him self first to sea if it’s too big or not. After about 5 minutes or so Mark was in and out several times to make adjustments. Finally he said let's get this sick fuck in there and lock him up.

I woke up feeling a mountain of presser ob my chest and neck it was dark and it felt like something was pressing on my eyes my tong was holed down by something and I was not able to move my arms that was hugging my self. I tried to move but all I heard was a clicking sound and then the presser around my neck increased. Then I hear someone walking and it stopped.

Hi there said Tom. You don't know me, but I have to tell you this so, pay attention or you'll die.

I turned cold not moving a limp

Good Tom said. I've got your attention now listen and listen well. You are in a maximum security straitjacket that’s locked onto you and we don't have the key, that's the good part the bad part is this my friends here including me have a tendency to sea boys suffer in any means possible so Michal here have a very nice device this connected to a reacted each time you move you head or any part of your body it titans the cables around you throat and chest squeezing the air and blood away. The thing in you mouth as we understood from the printing on the side is for electro shock therapy and seeing that you have a tong ring in, it just made it better to hold the iron plats in place on the other end of this plate is a electrical wire. We will soon attach something to your dick since we have no use for it and if we don't want to use it why should you have the privilege of using it. With that he walked away.

I was dumb stacked what the hell just happened to me and how on earth am I going to get my self out of this mess and what did he meant by keep still or I'll die? I have to learn to hold my thong.

Some time later the footsteps came back and I heard three men talking when the one asked Tom did you tell him about the possibility of death? Tom said to Mark he did but not everything, he didn’t want him to start killing him self before they had fun with him and would end up fucking a corps. So Michal leaned closer to Peter and said you will not be the first boy we had on not the first one to survive, we have done this may time befor and if they die we just throw your corps into the oil burner nothing is left of you not even your teeth so play along and you might live for a another day.

Tom had a strange device he made out of old engine parts a cars valve’s stem that's got a flat top just big enough to fit on the head of Peters dick levering his foreskin tangling in the middle, this was then clamped around the shaft of his dick and tinted with locknuts till the heads broke off compressing his shaft so that the blood was trapped doing so keeping his dick hard. Mike told Tom that this sick fuck was into CBT gave Tom a nice evil plan since he's not going to use his device and the survival probability is 0 he made a nut crusher. This was made out of two cylinder half’s that come around Peters ball sack at the bottom was a flat car engine piston witch screwed into the cylinder crushing the nuts flat into the top part of the cylinder.

Peter started to scream of the pain but he loved it and the pressers around his thought was not that much so he moved a bit just enough for them to sea he's still kicking and that they can be aware about his ordeal. Never the less Tom continued finally he added a other wire to the valve stem that's pressing onto Peters dick head. Mark ran his finger down Peter’s ass and without warning, he pushed his hard dick into Peter’s ass the impacted coursed Peters body to move and with that the cable pulled titter. The faster Mark went the harder the grip of the cable got. The three men took turns fucking Peter’s ass Michael’s dick was the worst of them all, He had a prince Albert and on the shaft of his dick were three stud piercing.


Tom added a power supply to the wirings and gave Peter a shock of a lifetime, then he stopped, this went on the whole afternoon, and as the men sat and wonder what to do about Peter and where to put him, for his still alive and not complaining to much, they cam up with a plan to stash him in the old oil tanker that was half full of used car and truck oil for the evening,


To be continued…