Innocent Victim Part 5

Author: prisonerx
Title: Innocent Victim (Part 5)
Date: 19 July 2003

.In spite of the tight unyielding rubber bondage that encased Richard he fell into a deep sleep. It was not surprising, as he hadn't slept properly since his fateful visit to Chris. He was woken by the sound of voices and movement around him. The other prisoners were being taken out of their cells. He could hear the sound of chains and, had he been not been hooded he would have seen the three prisoners chained together being marched out of the room still wearing gasmasks and their prison garb. But he was also distracted by the fact that he had a raging hard on and the unyielding steel of his enforced chastity was causing him pain. He felt as if he was lying a shallow pool of water. He quickly realised that it was his own sweat that had accumulated during the night as he lay in his rubber prison. He was stiff all over from his tight confinement and also very thirsty. He tried to call out to the guards through his gag. But he could only manage a grunt. That was enough for a voice to say "we will deal with you shortly 4317". He lay in the cage realising that he was powerless to do anything to help himself and that he was totally at the mercy of his captors. "I must have been mad" he thought "to get myself into this situation". The events of the last few days were going around and around his mind. He began to wonder whether his ordeal would ever come to an end. He wished that he had told someone where he was going after work. But it was too late now and Richard began to feel somewhat concerned. But in spite of his worries he realised that his cock was still hard and he struggled to try and get some relief. If only he could cum but the chastity belt continued to do its work and deny him even that pleasure. He heard footsteps approaching and the sound of his cage being unlocked. But he could hardly move as he felt so stiff and his arms ached after hours being tightly bound in his straitjacket. He was helped out of the cage and he was aware of his guards supporting him as they brought him to his feet. "OK 4317 we will take you to the showers and you can clean up and have some breakfast" said a voice, which he recognised as that of Chris. "You will then be brought to me as I think we have a lot to discuss". Richard was led out of the room and brought to a bathroom nearby. He was released from his straitjacket and the rubber suit was stripped off his body. He could feel the sweat running down his limbs as the cool air helped to revive him. The chastity belt was then unlocked and the butt plug removed which he was very thankful for. Finally his gag and hood were taken off and as his eyes adjusted he saw that as usual Jim and David were standing on either side of him. Richard really enjoyed the shower and the fact that for the first time in a while he was not restrained. He was also able to use the toilet and generally make himself comfortable. But he didn't even think of trying to escape. He didn't know the layout of the building he was being held in as he spent most of his time hooded. He had no idea where this place was and anyway he had no clothing and therefore no access to his wallet, mobile phone or money. Emerging from the shower David and Jim were waiting for him and enjoying the site of Richard's gym toned naked body. Jim was waiting with the familiar prison garb. A jockstrap and orange prison suit, both of which had his number, printed on them. He was then given some breakfast and lots of water to drink. David then locked leather mitts on each of his hands and his arms were handcuffed behind him. "We won't take any chances this time 4317, we don't want you escaping again," he said with a smile. Richard said nothing as he thought that if did he might be gagged and his jaws still felt stiff from the continuous intrusion of gags over the last few days. "4317 is learning I think" said David to Jim, "we'll soon make a model prisoner out of him". He was then led along a corridor and up some stairs to the ground floor of the building where he was imprisoned. Apart from his handcuffed Richard was otherwise unrestrained and he was glad to be able to see where he was going and also to be free of the gag and the intrusive butt plug. In addition his cock was unrestrained and although slightly hard was not causing him any discomfort as he was free of the chastity belt. He was led into a bright room well furnished with large windows overlooking the courtyard outside. Chris dressed in military combats was sitting behind a large desk. David and Jim sat down on some chairs telling Richard to remain standing. "Well 4317 since your arrival here you have had some time now to think about your situation. Indeed we have tried various means to persuade you to see sense and get you to admit your guilt in that you broke the terms of the agreement you made several months ago by escaping. I repeat that if you just admit to that I will take your admission into account and life could be a lot easier for you. But my patience is running out. Have you anything you would like to say?" Richard thought for a moment before he answered. He knew that he wasn't guilty of any offence. He had only met Chris for the first time a few days before. He had communicated with Chris on the net for many months before then and they discussed their mutual BDSM interests with a view to converting his fantasies to reality. Now he realised that although this was what he said he wanted he wasn't sure how much he could take or was prepared to take. But once again he could feel his cock stirring in his prison jockstrap. That was telling him that in spite of the tough times he had experienced he was enjoying it. But that was one thing he thought but why should he admit to some fabricated story put to him by Chris. This had never been talked about in any of their previous communications. His legal training was influencing him once more. Richard took a deep breath and looking at Chris said, "You know that this is just not true. I have never been here before in my life. Why should I admit to something I just didn't do?" Chris looked at David and Jim and smiled. "It seems we have failed to convince 4317 of the error of his ways. We shall just have to try a bit harder. Bring in prisoner 5261" David got up and went to the door opened it and Richard saw a figure dressed in the regulation prison garb enter. He had the number 5261 printed on his overall. He remembered hearing this number before and now he was to learn why. "5261 was a guard here when you escaped and he has been made pay the price for his negligence" said Chris looking at Richard. "However he has paid his penalty and wishes to resume his role here as one of our guards. All he wants is for you to admit that you are 4317, which of course we believe you are. So I am giving him permission to do with you whatever he thinks necessary to get you to come around to our point of view. So it is up to you. The only thing that I will say is that anything he subjects you to will be within the rules of this institution. David and Jim will be available to assist him and to ensure maximum security. Be sure of one thing you will not escape this time. You still have time to change your mind". Richard hesitated for a moment and then heard himself saying, "I have nothing to say". His cock was now getting very hard again. He was both excited and apprehensive about what was now going to happen. He began to see this as a challenge and he was not going to be broken by these guys if he could possibly help it. Within a few minutes Richard found himself back downstairs in a room where he saw a bondage table. His wrists were uncuffed and the mitts removed. He was stripped of his prison suit and then his jockstrap was pulled down around his ankles. The now former prisoner 5261 said, "from now on you will only speak when spoken to. You will call me Sir as you will my colleagues David and Jim. Failure to obey these rules and any other prison rules will result in increased punishment until you conform. As David and Jim stood by as the now former prisoner 5261 (whose name was Tom) searched him. His fingers probed Richard's mouth and every orifice of his body. "This is ridiculous," said Richard, "you know I haven't hidden anything. I am naked for God's sake"! Tom reached for a muzzle and strapped it tightly around Richard's head. Richard was then forced to bend over the table on his stomach and he felt lube being applied and rubbed liberally around his butt followed by a cold plug being forced in. He tried to resist it but it slid in and he realised it was metal. "He seems to be enjoying this guys, look at his cock," said Tom. Richard's cock was erect and getting ever harder as the muzzle was removed but replaced immediately by a rubber hood which had breathing tubes in the nose piece, no eyeholes but an open mouth. A gag was forced into his mouth and this also had a breathing tube going through the middle of it. His cock and balls were then lubed and Richard felt the shock of his balls being roughly grabbed. This caused his erection to soften and almost immediately he felt something being strapped around his balls. Then before his erection could recover he realised that he had once more been locked in a chastity device. Next he was forced to the floor and found himself being quickly and expertly zipped into a rubber sleep sac and his arms being secured in the internal sleeves. The sleep sac had a hood attached, which was pulled over his head with Tom being careful to pull the breathing tubes through. Richard was also aware of a pulling feeling around the crotch of his rubber suit. He then felt himself being lifted onto the table and he was strapped down. By now his cock was fully aroused but trapped in its chastity prison unable to escape. He tried to struggle but realised it was pointless and this was confirmed as he felt something pulling on his head and he now found that he could not move his head either. He was once again securely bound in an unforgiving rubber prison with his engorged cock trying in vain to burst out of the chastity device. He found it difficult to hear as his head was encased in two layers of rubber but it seemed to him that his guards had left. All he could hear was his own breathing as he drew breath through the system of tubes that he had been forced to endure. But then he felt a sensation in his cock. At first it was only slight but over the next few minutes its intensity increased. He had been wired up to an electro device. Then he felt a jolt in his butt and knew that his captors had wired the butt plug as well. Bit by bit the intensity increased but he was at first enjoying the sensation. It was quite pleasant although it was causing his cock to swell even more in its prison from which there was no way out. The sensation kept altering as the wavelength changed but the intensity relentlessly increased. He tried to expel the butt plug but to no avail and several pulses caused him to shout out but the gag did its job and no sound came out. He began to sweat profusely as his limited struggles produced more body heat. On and on the electro stim continued. He tried to shout even louder but his words just came out as grunts. "Now 4317" he heard Tom say, "perhaps you will conform. You must accept the fact that you are just a number in this place and will only be released when you have served your term". The power was turned up yet again. Richard was desperate for it to be turned off and to be released from his rubber cocoon. He begged through his gag but his guards just laughed and said they couldn't understand him. But all this time his cock felt as if it would explode in its ecstasy. But the chastity device was unyielding. This was torture for sureŅtied, hooded, gagged but unable to obtain sexual relief. The pulses slackened and Richard began to feel a bit more comfortable. He felt hand on his chest and the rush of cool air as flaps above his tits were opened. He knew what was coming as he felt clamps being attached to his tits. The clamps were attached to a chain and slowly but inexorably the chain was pulled tighter. Then the electro stim started again. Once more Richard thrashed around in his rubber prison but this only put more pressure on his tits. The butt plug was pressing against his prostate and the pulses continued to shoot up his butt. But still no orgasm. He now started to beg his captors to stop. He tried to shout but once more the gag made nonsense of his pleadings. His cock was throbbing unmercifully and he was aware of liquid dripping from his cock. At first he thought it was pre cum but this was different. The butt plug was doing its work. His prostate was being milked releasing fluids while denying him the pleasure of an orgasm. "The bastards", he thought. But there was nothing that prisoner 4317 could do about it. Once more a wave of humiliation came over him The successful city lawyer was now a shaved sex object imprisoned in rubber, hooded and gagged and unable to control his own sexual functions. Others controlled his sexuality. He screamed into his gag. "Please Sir, please stopŅ.pleaseŅ" Again his captors taunted him by pretending they could not understand. A surge of pain from his tits made him realise that the clamps had been removed and the blood flowed back into them. The electro stim stopped. "Anything to say 4317" said Tom. Richard said nothing. Several pulses shot through his cock and up his butt. He screamed. He tried nodding his head but it was tightly restrained but he managed somehow to move it slightly. "A change of mind maybe" said Tom. Richard grunted into his gag. "Is that yes"? Richard grunted again. He felt the hood on the sleep sac being unzipped. Then the gag was removed. Richard blurted out "yes, yes whatever you want". 30 minutes later Richard clad only in a jockstrap and with his arms and legs shackled in chains stood in front of Chris at his desk and said "yes, Sir, I am prisoner 4317 who escaped from here in breach of my agreement." He could hardly believe he was saying it but he felt he could not tolerate anymore. He would take his chances and see what awaited him now. After all Chris had said that it would be easier for him. "Well Gentlemen you have heard what 4317 has said," said Chris addressing David, Jim and Tom who were sitting down enjoying a drink. "As you know I told 4317 it would be easier for him if he admitted his guilt. And I will keep that promise as regards his agreed term of imprisonment. But that is for later. First he must subjected to the penalty for escaping which still stands and which I did not offer to waive. Looking at Richard's fit muscled body he said, " It appears that he is in good physical form and fit enough to take it. Unless you disagree I suggest we make preparations to carry this out tomorrow". The others enthusiastically agreed. Richard didn't dare say anything, as he did not wish to be gagged again. But his heart started to thump. What was he facing now? He had no idea and it was clear that he was not going to be told. At that moment he wished he was at home in his London flat. But this was no fantasy and as the near naked and chained form of prisoner 4317 was led away he was only too well aware of it.