Plumber final

Author: catdude
Title: Plumber (final)
Date: 05 September 2016

The party was in full swing, music pumping, drinks disappearing, and a good time being had by all. Brad was enjoying a cold beer and a cigar by the fire as he chatted to a few mates, people stopping by every now and again to thank him for the awesome party, he made his way over to see how the pig on the spit was going, a few people where gathered around it, watching as the pig slowly turned on the spit while the fire did its work, it had been a few hours like that now, and the pig was well coated with wax, the four giant blocks of wax above it had small blowtorches pointed at them, they slowly dripped hot wax onto the slave tied to the pole and rotating around below them, a giant dildo stuffed up his ass and an apple taped in his mouth. He moaned and squealed like a good little pig, nearly completely coated in wax now. Brad smiled to himself and moved on to make sure that the rest of the slaves who were providing entertainment where doing their job there where the slaves laid out on the tables with food on them, people selecting the food off them they wanted, the cruel amongst the guests using forks to stab the food they wanted off the slave’s bodies. The drinks slaves where pulling the carts with ice and drinks in them around the area, by their balls.

Brad nodded in approval, all the boys where preforming well. He wouldn’t need to put any in the punishment pit, which reminded him, he wondered over to the edge of the pit, one of the guests had a particularly difficult slave who had been playing up a bit of late, he felt that just one evening in the pit would teach the slave to behave, the pit looked like it was full of punji sticks, but on closer inspection it was actually poles with dildos on the end of them high enough that the slaves had to stand on tip toes, and that was with the full 9 inches inside their guts. Over the top of the pit was a number of other poles, the slave’s balls where tied off to the pole, the balls where tied off at the point when the slave was first placed on the pole, as they slid down the pole their nuts where stretched up, with their arms tied behind their back there was no relief for them. He watched the slave squirm in discomfort. No doubt he would behave himself after tonight, he got off lucky really, when Brad put boys in the pit they went in full industrial rubber in the middle of the day, they would do anything they could to stay out of the pit.
Brad and a few others stood there watching the slave twitch and wiggle on his pole, a few people chucked rocks laughing. Brad smiled and wondered over to the toilet area, he unzipped his fly and let rip his beer fuelled stream into the urinal made out of a cut up drum, watching it flow towards the pit that Jason had spent all day digging, smiling, he would have to reward Jason for a job well done on the plumbing. He unzipped and made room for the next guy, who stood at the trough chatting to Brad while he relieved himself brad watched the piss gurgle through the drain in the drum, down the clear plastic piping until it flowed into the reservoir, it was so hot watching the black flexible bag swell through the night as more and more guys pissed in it, it was a large black neoprene bladder that was usually used for storing fuel, but worked well for piss. There was an overflow valve, to prevent it getting too full, that flowed into the trench that Jason had spent all afternoon digging, this would ensure that once the bag started to overflow it would flow into the pit, the pit was lined with a plastic tarp, there was a pipe at one end which led up to, the rubber encased form of Jason, all in clear or yellow latex, rubber sleep sack over the top of rubber pants and jacket, which in turn was over the top of skin-tight rubber shorts and t-shirt. In the same manner his head was triple hooded, first an open face hood, and then a full face hood with mouth and nose holes, and then a funnel hood with only a mouth opening, the end of the tube ended in the hood, a sucking noise came from the tube as he breathed in air, once the bladder was full it would overflow into the trench and Jason would be forced to swallow the piss if he wanted air, of course the bladder was large so there would not be that much piss for Jason, but it would be enough that he would be bloated and full of piss. The boy who had meant to be here tonight had backed out, and Brad new that Jason would do anything to get to mess around on his place in cowboy gear and be fucked by cowboys. He smiled to himself, of course he would leave Jason here all night, but in the morning, maybe Jason could spend the day in the milking stall.