Innocent Victim Part 2

Author: prisonerx
Title: Innocent Victim (Part 2)
Date: 29 June 2003

Although he was tired Richard was still wide awake. He could not sleep thinking about the events of the previous evening and wondering what lay ahead. At first he struggled in his rubber prison trying in vain to see if he could possibly get free. It was no use. His captors had done their job well. As he lay there the only sound he could hear was that of his own breathing. His imprisoned cock remained constantly hard causing him discomfort but there was nothing he could do about it. Eventually he drifted into a restless sleep. Richard awoke with a start. For a moment he didn't know where he was and then the reality of his situation hit him. He could hear voices and was aware that there was somebody in the room. "Time for breakfast" said a voice, which he recognised as Chris. He heard the cage door being unlocked and was then manhandled out of the cage. As he lay helpless on the floor the zip on the sleepsack was undone and he was helped out of it. His body was moist with sweat from the hours spent encased in his rubber prison and he was glad to be exposed to fresh air once more. Chris helped him to his feet and removed the hood and the attached gag. Richard blinked his eyes as he was exposed to daylight for the first time in over 12 hours. The two guards that he had seen the night before came into the room. They were dressed in military attire as was Chris. "As you are going to be spending some time in their company, you'd better get to know these guys" said Chris with a smile. "Meet Jim and David, I have things to do but will see you later". Chris went back upstairs and Jim led Richard to the bathroom. "You can take a shower and use the toilet" said Jim. "When you have done you can have some breakfast and then you will be prepared for transfer to your permanent prison". Richard could feel his cock hardening in his cb2000. What did Jim mean by saying "permanent prison"? This isn't what he expected when he went to meet Chris the night before. He started to say something but Jim told him to stay silent otherwise he would be gagged again. Richard said nothing. The last thing he wanted just then was to have the gag replaced having endured one all night. He was hungry and very thirsty so was glad to have the chance of some breakfast. As he came out of the shower David was waiting for him. "Put these on" he said handing Richard some clothes. Richard put on the black T-shirt, which he noticed had the number 4317, printed on the back and front. There was also a black jockstrap with 4317 printed around the waistband and a bright orange one piece jump suit also with 4317 printed on the back and front. Finally David gave him a pair of army style boots saying, " these are your size I think". Richard realised that everything had been well planned down to the size of his clothing. He thought about protesting but David anticipated his protest and said " your choice 4317, either wear these or nothing at all". "4317"! Richard was now just a number. The city lawyer used to three piece suits and designer clothes was now just a number, standing clad in a jockstrap, T-shirt and jump-suit with his cock locked securely in a cb2000. He felt humiliated but remained silent. But David hadn't finished. He locked a chain around Richard's waist, shackled his ankles together with a short chain between them and then attached the shackles to the waistband using another chain. Richards's wrists were then similarly shackled together but not attached to the waistband. In this state he was led over to a table where Jim had put his breakfast. This consisted of bread and cheese with a jug of water. Hardly what Richard was used to on a Saturday morning but it was better than nothing was, he thought. He was hungry and within minutes had eaten all that was placed before him. David then attached his shackled wrists to his waist chain and then reached for a heavy leather hood. "Oh please, no" said Richard realising that he was once again about to be plunged into darkness. David ignored him and pulled the hood over his head. As Richard protested David gagged him tightly saying "you were warned to stay silent. Now you will"! Richard heard Jim saying, "we are ready to go". David led Richard towards the door and Richard shuffled along as best he could in his shackles. He felt cool air hitting his body and knew that he was now outside. For a moment he thought that this might be a chance to escape but quickly realised that he had no chance. He was chained and hooded and would get no further than a couple of metres. He was helped into a van that was parked at the back of the house. He was forced to sit on the floor with his back against the side of the van and then felt his ankles being secured to anchoring points in the floor. He heard the doors being closed. "OK, let's go" said Chris who was in the driver's cab. The engine was started and they were on their way. As the van stopped and started moving through the Saturday morning traffic in London, Richard wondered where they were going. Very soon the van was moving quickly and he thought that they must be on a motorway going out of the city. He could hear his captors talking and laughing in the front of the van. He wondered what other motorists would think if they knew what was in the back of the vanŅa chained and hooded prisoner on his way to captivity. His cock was once again very hard in its cage but he do little to about it. After what seemed like about an hour the van turned off the motorway and there was no longer the noise of other traffic. Richard knew that they must have been getting near their destination. He felt the van stop and heard the others get out. The door was opened and he was released from the chains anchoring his ankles and led out of the van. "5261, this is escaped prisoner 4317. He has come back to serve out his sentence," said Chris with a laugh. "You can tell the others the good news. Now they will know it is pointless trying to escape". "5261", thought Richard. Another prisoner obviously and Chris had referred to others. What sort of a place am I in? He felt a chill go down his back but his cock was hardening yet again. Before he had time to think about it more he was led into a building and through some doors and down some stairs. He had to walk carefully as he was still shackled and could only shuffle along in his chains. He heard a metal door being unlocked and was led inside. David and Jim started to unlock the shackles and within a few minutes all the chains had been removed. "Take off your boots 4317 and strip to your jockstrap" said David. Richard did as he was ordered even though he could see to untie the laces. Immediately his wrists were attached to metal cuffs hanging from the wall. His legs were spread and locked in leg cuffs attached to the floor. He waited for his hood to be removed but nothing happened. David and Jim left saying they would be back after they had had lunch. The door slammed and Richard was left stripped to his jockstrap, cock still locked in the cb2000 and spread-eagled against the wall. Richard struggled against his chains testing to see if by any chance he could loosen them. But he soon realised that he was securely bound and he was wasting his energy. He stood still trying to ease the strain on his legs when he thought he heard a voice. He listened intently. "Hello 4317". It was a voice. He grunted into his gag but only unintelligible sounds emerged. " Hi, I am Jason. I can't see you as I am hooded but I heard the guards call you 4317. I am locked in a cage in the same cell as you. They call me 2982. You are obviously gagged. Pity for you as it would be nice to talk". Richard grunted desperately into his gag but it was no use. He couldn't make himself understood. "Don't try," said Jason, "I can't understand you. But I have heard about the escaped prisoner 4317. You had better save your energy and prepare yourself for your time here. The regime here is very tough for those that break the rules like you have done". Richard felt his heart thumping. He wasn't escaped prisoner 4317. He was innocent and Chris knew it. How had he got himself into this situation? He struggled against the unyielding chains and tried to shout through his gag. He heard Jason laugh. "You don't understand do you 4317, you are here to serve your sentence and take it from me you will. Nobody escapes from here". Richard felt his cock harden in its prison. Part of him wanted this but the other part was apprehensive. Just this time yesterday he had been smartly dressed, a successful lawyer sitting at his desk dealing with clients' affairs. Now he was chained to a wall wearing only a jockstrap and unable to see or speak. And there was nothing he could do to help himself. Richard was not used to being in such a situation but he was going to have to get used to it. Just then he heard the door being unlocked. "OK, prisoner 4317, we are ready for you now" he heard Jim say. Richard's cock stiffened. His ordeal was about to begin.