The Statue

Author: bookworm
Title: The Statue
Date: 29 July 2005

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Tony was standing at the bar, waiting to be served, but began to read the headlines of the evening paper. It was just an ordinary gay bar, with no dress rules for specific nights, and he was just there for a drink to unwind after what had been for him a tough week. He was not out to pick someone up or to be picked up and although it was a Friday night, it was not very busy, but busy enough for the lone barman to be rushed of his feet while his colleague was taking a break, but Tony was a regular customer to the bar and knew the barman well, so did not make any fuss about the length of time that he was waiting to be served.
The doors to the bar opened and closed several time as customers entered and left, but there was a constant stream of people at the bar waiting to be served. Someone had put some money into the jukebox which began to play loudly, some annoying tune which Tony hated, but other people liked-it was one of those tunes that you either loved or hated the first time that you heard it, but seemed to be played all of the time. Because of the music he did not hear the footsteps approach from behind him as another drinker approached the bar. Tony saw movement from the corner of his eye as he was reading the paper and just glanced across to his side to see who was next to him, but immediately turned his attention back to his paper. The other customer saw Tony look at him and began to speak.
“Have you been waiting long?”
Tony looked up from the paper, annoyed at the interruption. “ No not long, the barman’s on his own at the moment .” He answered and then turned back to his paper as the other man then looked back across the bar.
After a few seconds the other man looked back to Tony. “What’s happening in the world today then?”
Frustrated at the unwanted attention, Tony didn’t look up from the paper, but knowing that he was being watched replied. “Nothing.”
Then there was silence between them again and in the bar as the music faded away.
“I’m Mack” The other man said as he put out his hand towards Tony.
But Tony never moved. “That’s nice.” He replied not even looking up from the paper.
Just then the barman came over and asked Tony what he wanted, which he replied the usual and the barman was gone again.
Mack just looked at Tony, wondering what was with Tony’s attitude. Tony realised that he was being watched, and looked up from the paper. “Look, I’ve had a tough week, I’ve come in for a quiet drink and not looking to pick up or be picked up. Okay?” Tony said. “Besides your ten-fifteen years my junior.”
“Sorry.” Mack said as the barman came back with Tony’s order. “Now I know, I’ll leave you alone.” He said trying not to sound upset.
“Sorry.” This time it was Tony’s turn to apologise. “Look can I get you a drink while I’m being served?” Mack asked for a beer and the barman was gone again.
“Thanks.” Mack said. Then there was silence again. The barman then returned with the drinks, a scotch and two bottles of beer. Tony picked up the glass with the scotch in and took a mouthful, Mack picked up a bottle and began to drink from it.
“I’ll see you around.” Tony said as he picked up the bottle, glass and paper and turned to walk away, but sneaking a look at the taut athletic body of the younger man beside him, the tight t-shirt he was wearing, straining against his skin, almost becoming a second covering. He walked away from the bar and stepped towards a table next to the door, as he reached it another man walked in and Tony spoke to him and the other man gestured angrily, as Tony placed the drinks and paper onto the table. The other man picked up the beer and slowly began to drink from it as Tony walked away towards the toilets, Mack watching him in the mirror, behind the bar. After several minutes he reappeared walked back to the table picked up his glass and paper, finished his drink and walked back to the bar where Mack was still standing. “I’m sorry about earlier.” He said. “I’ve just had a bad week. I’ve got some beers on ice back home, if you want to come back to mine?”
“Okay.” Mack said, a bit more cheerful.
“I have a car waiting for me outside.”
Outside the bar was a car parked, it’s engine running, Tony walked over to it, but before he got in he pulled out a tie from his pocket and handed it to Mack. “Here put this on.” he said, “Blindfold yourself.” Mack did as he was told , not sure what to make of the situation, before he felt himself being pushed to the opened back door, he felt his way into the back seat while Tony was already in the front seat, but Mack was just reaching for the door as the car moved away pulling into evening traffic. The journey to Tony’s house was in silence, but it was not until he got out of the car that something puzzled Mack, the fact that Tony never paid or even said where to go to the driver when they got in, but he never mentioned it to Tony. Tony opened the front door to let in Mack, who stepped inside but the moment the door clicked shut, Tony grabbed the back of the t-shirt and pulled Mack backwards, swinging him around and pushing his back up against the wall. “Now let’s see that body of yours in the flesh!” Tony said.
“What?” Mack said, surprised with the turnaround of Tony’s character. Tony pushed his body up against Mack, pinning Mack against the wall, as he pulled open the button on Mack’s jeans.
“Don’t speak!” Tony barked back as he pulled the t-shit out from the waistband of Mack’s jeans, pulling it up and over Mack’s head, but not down his arms, using it to restrict Mack’s use of his arms. Mack began to struggle, but Tony’s body was pushing him to hard. “Stop!” Barked Tony, who could feel Mack’s cock hardening in his jeans
“What’s going on?” Mack asked with a questioning tone, but before he could say anymore, Tony placed a hand over his mouth. Tony’s cock also now hardening, trying to escape it’s confines. Mack had always thought about playing the victim in a kidnap scene, but it had always been a fantasy. Then the tie blindfold was pulled of Mack’s face. “Where am I?”
“I said quiet!” Tony rubbed his hand up and down Mack’s defined chest and stomach muscles, happy with his decision. “Now move it!” He snapped the order, spinning Mack around and pushing him towards a door that was ajar. He was pushed down a flight of steps, almost falling down them, into the room and then the door was quickly shut behind him as Tony pushed him forwards again in the dark. Mack’s eyes unable to get accustomed to the dark quick enough before he was pushed forward again, brushing against something in the dark with his leg before stumbling over something and falling onto his front.. He was immediately hit by the smell of rubber, and then the coolness of it as Tony climbed onto him, pushing his body onto the sheeting. “Do as I say Boy!” Tony said as he pushed Mack’s face onto the sheeting. “And you won’t get hurt!” Tony said as he then pulled Mack onto the bed properly lifting his legs up and pulling of his jeans, almost surprised at the fact that he was not wearing any pants. He then twisted Mack around onto his back and began to pull the t-shirt of the rest of the way. “You must know what’s good for you,” Tony said as he then sat astride Mack in the dark, leaning forward and gripping Mack’s wrists in one of his and pinning them the mattress of the bed that they were on, “staying quiet.” Tony then reached out and Mack heard something clinking, he tried to move, but Tony’s weight was just to much for him to lift as the mattress gave way to his movements. At this Tony pulled himself up and sat on Mack’s chest so that his knees were either side of Mack’s head and his shins resting across Mack’s forearms. “Stop struggling!” Tony barked out at Mack. He then pulled one of Mack’s arms by the wrist and Mack could feel something being strapped and tightened around it , then the same to the other wrist. Mack’s eyes were almost by this time getting used to the darkness, but was still only able to make a vague guess as to what some objects were. Once Tony had finished attaching Mack’s wrists with leather straps connected to a series of chains, he then got of the bed and done the same to both of Mack’s legs, again using leather straps locked onto chains, leaving Mack spread-eagled on the bed. Mack tried to struggle on the bed, but the chains were tight and leaving him with almost no room for movement. Tony saw Mack trying to move on the bed. “You can struggle all you like, but it’s not going to get you anywhere. So take my advice and rest, you are going to need it!” As he said this he walked to the side of the bed and leant over, knowing that Mack would now be able to now see better in the dark, he held a leather blindfold in one hand and began to place it over Mack’s eyes, he tried to shake it off as Tony buckled up the strap behind his head, almost succeeding, but Tony then climbed onto the bed again and sat across Mack’s chest as before, and gripping Mack’s head tightly between his thighs, this time winning his fight in buckling up the strap to the blindfold. He then pulled out a leather collar from his pocket and proceeded to buckle it around Mack’s neck. Lastly he pulled out a rubber ball gag and buckled that onto Mack’s mouth.
Finally finished, Tony got of from Mack, and off from the bed. He could just see, in the dark, Mack trying to somehow pull off the gag and blindfold to no avail. “As I said, rest you are going to need it!” With that he began to walk away from the bed and towards the stairs, he could still hear Mack trying to rub the blindfold off and the gag from his mouth, trying to yell loudly through the gag, what Tony took as swearing, but he just ignored it barking out. “Quiet!”
Mack heard the door shut and tried to somehow release himself from his restraints, but he was so tightly pulled across the bed, that it was impossible to move. In the gloom, Mack then heard the faint whistle of breath being sucked through a tube, then moaning, but it seemed to him as he strained to hear where the noise was coming from both sides of the room, the moaning seemed to be weak from one side and urgent on the other side, but he could not be certain. He was still trying to somehow rub off the blindfold when he heard the door click open and close at the top of the stairs, the clicking of booted footsteps on the stone steps as Tony descended the steps down into the basement. The moaning that Mack had heard suddenly stopped, then in the quiet he heard the clink of a chain, and then he felt a hand on one of his ankles as the hand unclipped his ankle from the chain but locked it onto a looser chain, then he heard a chain on the other side of him and hands on his other ankle, then the clicking of the boots on the stone floor moving around again, as Tony walked around the bed, Mack could also hear the high pitched clink of a small chain swaying with the movement.. Mack then heard the clinking of a chain and the ratchet of a wheel being turned, then he felt his legs being lifted up and back, being spread apart at the same time until his legs were bent at the knees and his knees where resting almost onto his chest. He then felt Tony climb onto the bed and grip him by the hips and just pull him back slightly down the bed, stretching his arms even more. Next Mack felt Tony push his body between his chained up legs, feeding his arms down either side of Mac’s body, momentarily resting down onto Mack’s chest, Mack then feeling the coldness of the small chain fall onto his chest, a hand work its way down to between Mack’s legs, briefly rubbing Mack’s cock before moving down to his own cock, then with a swiftness and forcefulness that Mack had not known before, Tony thrusted his hardened cock into Mack’s arse. Mack groaning in pain through the ball gag, Tony breathing slow and steady, his pushing and thrusting slow but rhythmic, his breathing deep, Mack‘s breath being pushed out of him with each thrust from Tony. Then, after a loud crack of leather against skin as Tony whipped his Boy across his bare arse with his leather gloved hand, pain shot through Mack as Tony suddenly pushed hard and fast into him, and Tony moaned in pain and stopped pushing into Mack. Tony’s large thick cock still hard and inside Mack. “What are you doing, Boy?” Tony’s voice deep and loud bellowed around the room. “Get of him now!” The Boy got off the bed as quick as he could and stood before Tony, his masked head bowed, his hands behind his back. Tony spun him round and clipped the leather wrist restraints that the Boy was wearing together. “You are trying my patience tonight, Boy. “I just don’t know what is up with you.”
Questions ran through Mack’s head, who was that that had just been pumping him? He thought it was Tony. Neither had heard the door open or the click from Tony’s police motorcycle boots as he stepped down the stairs.
“Get into the corner now, and on your knees Boy! Face the wall!” Tony Yelled at the other man, and Mack head the click of the boots on the floor. “No, I said on your knees, not sitting back on your heels!” Tony was furious that his Boy had sneaked down into the room and was pushing himself into Tony’s toy. “I will punish you later.” Then Mack heard another click and his legs fell to the bed, then one after the other, the chains released and re-attached to the fixed chains, then another click as a chain was attached to a ring on the collar, then another click and Mack felt, the chains to his wrists relax. “Sit up slave!” Tony barked, but before Mack could even move, he barked out again. “I said sit up slave!” and he yanked on the chain to the collar, pulling Mack up and forward, the chins to the wrist letting him up, but then snapping to a stop as Tony pulled on the chain and locked it to a fixed ring on the floor at the end of the bed, Mack now fixed forward, with his knees again touching his chest as before, but this time he was sitting on his arse, his arms pulled tight behind him. Then Tony stopped and stood by the bed. “There is one thing I don’t like about you.” Tony said. “And that is you hair, it will have to come off.” With that, Mack felt a hand at the blindfold, which was undone, he blinked at first but the light that was provided by two small wall lights , opposite each other at Mack’s side, was not too strong. Then came off the gag, but before he could say anything tape was placed over Mack’s mouth. Tony placed some sheets of an old newspaper, beneath Mack’s stretched out legs. “Well, we don’t want to make a mess.” Tony said as Mack heard the buzz from the clippers, then felt the clippers brush over his head and then saw hair fall in clumps in front of him. His head was then twisted to the left and towards the opening to the stairway, so Tony could shave of the hair on the side, he watched Tony, he was wearing a leather executioners hood, leather studded collar, bear chested, leather chaps, and a pair of American police style motorcycle boots, which were highly polished and came up almost to the top of his bulging calf muscles. Mack studied Tony’s highly muscular body, as he had not noticed how muscular he was earlier as his suit covered hid body. He then saw something on the floor just to the left of the doorway, something in silver and then he realised that he could see eyes watching him, human eyes. His breathing became hard and fast which Tony noticed, “Oh you’ve spotted one of Boy’s toys.“ He said, and as Tony, spoke, Mack realised that it was another man completely wrapped in silver tape, he was kneeling down, sitting back on his heels, his legs bent , his knees apart, and his arms stretched out in front of him, posed like a dog sitting, a collar locked around the neck and hanging down and fixed tight to the small plinth that he was kneeling on.. Tony noticed Mack staring at the wrapped up man, “Take a good look.” Tony said as Mack noticed in the dim light that the face was covered like a dog with a snout and ears like a dog, and then he saw that the man’s cock and balls were free of tape and large and swollen. “Slave wanted a pet, so I said he could have one, but then he got fed up with the first one and brought home a second one the next night!” Tony said as he sharply twisted Mack’s head around to the other side and there was another man, wrapped in the same position, but in black tape. Mack was breathing hard and fast by now, and as Tony finished cutting his hair on the other side he added. “ I my self prefer the more cultural side of things, like busts, you know, the stone statues of just the chest and head that you used to see of like Roman leaders.” With that he was finished and pulled the paper from the bed and screwing it up into a ball, and threw it into a bin. He then rubbed Mack’s freshly shorn head with a smile on his face. “That’s better!” he said as he unclipped the chain from the collar and pushing Mack back down onto the mattress, the chains freewheeling back and then clicked locked back into position, stretching Mack back into a spread-eagle pose across the bed.
Tony then climbed onto the bed an stood astride Mack and then lowered himself so that he was resting on his haunches, but almost resting on Mack. He put his hands onto Mack’s chest and slowly began rub his chest muscles, moving to Mack’s, nipples, and then rubbing an pinching these until they became hard bullets. Tony then stopped and began to move back until he was at Mack’s hardening cock, he gripped it tightly, and with the other hand he gripped Mack’s balls firmly and began to pull them up and down, making Mack exhale sharply, and he then began to rub Mack’s cock up and down, not slowly, but hard and fast, Mack began to tense up with what little slackness he had from the chains, but Tony kept squeezing and rubbing fast until Mack could not hold on any longer, and shot a stream of cum up over his own stomach, almost reaching his chest, but Tony only slowed down slightly until the last of the cum had seeped from Mack’s cock. Tony then scooped up the cum from over Mack’s skin with a couple of his leather covered fingers and leant forward and ripping of the tape from Mack’s mouth, he said. “Here slave, waste not want not!” And pushed his fingers into Mack’s mouth, which Mack could only do but suck the cum from off the leather gloves. Tony pushed his hands into and out of Mack’s mouth until he had cleaned the cum from the gloves, leaving a small sting of saliva trailing from the gloves and Mack’s mouth as Tony then replaced the tape across Mack’s mouth, pushing down firmly.
Tony got off the bed and walked across to a door opened it up, Mack could only see the back of the door and the faint outline of light coming from the small cupboard, and faint noises, then Tony stepped back and turned of the light and closed the door, locking it as he did. He walked back to foot end of the bed and unlocked Mack‘s ankles from the chains but attaching them to the chains hanging from the ceiling, then stood at the side of the bed where the slave was kneeling in the corner. “Boy here now!” The man did not need a second telling and was in front of Tony immediately, this was the first time that Mack had seen the man properly, he had only felt his heavy muscular body before and had assumed that it was Tony, but now could see that he was more muscular and taller than Tony. The man stood bolt upright and Mack could see that he was naked, his hands still locked behind his back by the leather wrist restraints and he was wearing a full leather hood, which was locked on at the back. Tony stood for a moment toying with the items in his hands that he had selected from the cupboard, as he looked at his Boy. “Well,” he said, “I have decided on your punishment for playing with my toy without my permission,” he then raised his hand up and lifted the lead up and placed it over the Boys shoulder, “but this is just for now.” Mack saw the chain lead swing across the mans back, glinting in the light, as the man stood still, not flinching as Tony lifted up his hand a placed a rubber nipple cup onto first one of his nipples and then the other, tweaking them and playing with them until the Boys breathing began to deepen as they began to bite on his nipples. “They will stay on for a week! And they are just for starters.” “Now wait!” Tony said to him as he turned around and walked to a wheel and began to turn it, the chains taking up the slack and began to lift up Mack’s legs , back to his chest as he was before. “Boy get onto the bed and face me!” Tony then said as he stood at the head of the bed, the Boy stepped onto the bed as he was told to do so and knelt down at Mack’s free arse, Mack lifted his head up to see where the Boy was, what the Boy was doing and then saw a glint of something shine momentarily in the dim light and then realised the Boy had his cock pierced, the ring coming out of his slit and up and back in through the his swollen cockhead. Tony then stepped forward and gripped his Boys cock which was still hard from his moment with his Masters toy, and the thought of what might happen. Tony began to rub his Boys cock making it harder than before. He then stopped, he said. “Now lay down!” As he did Tony gripped the Boy’s cock again and pushed it into Mack as the Boy laid down onto Mack, the chain from the lead falling forward and onto Mack, who was breathing hard and fast again from the pain he was receiving as the Boy entered him. Tony reached over and unclipped the wrist restraints but pulled them forward and then connected them to the corner chains, the Boy took this opportunity to start pumping himself into Mack. “Stop that!” Tony barked out, and the Boy stopped suddenly. “You are in my bad books enough already! So behave, your punishment is no yet finished.” Tony said as he stepped to the foot end and locked the Boys ankles to the corner chains there, leaving him now spread-eagled over Mack. Mack’s head was now almost level with the Boys leather covered face and could now see that the hood had pinhole eyes and a zipped mouth which was closed, which he had not seen properly before. It was now Tony’s turn to step up onto the bed, as he did so he gripped hold of one of the chains to steady himself, at the same time, pulling one of Mack’s legs up and his arse onto the Boys cock, his arsehole being stretched to more than he was used to.
Tony now was beginning to harden for the first time since he had first came home that evening with Mack and had pushed him up against the wall. He gripped himself with his free hand and rubbed himself up and down as he got harder, then when he was ready, he squatted down and pushed himself into his Boys arsehole, slowly pushing himself, making sure that the Boy felt every millimetre of his thick cock enter him. Tony reached up a hand and felt round for the lead, which he gripped tightly, after gathering up the loose chain and wrapping around his hand, the other hand he supported himself on the Boys back as he began to pump himself into his Boy. “Don’t move Boy!” Tony said as his breath rasped in and out of his throat. Tony loved teasing his Boy like this and had done so for the last ten years that they had been together, and Tony liked calling him his Boy even though the Boy was only five years his junior of his own forty years. The Boy did his best to keep still, but from the strong thrusting of his Master, he could not help but push into Mack, who was now breathing hard and felt as if his breath was being pumped out of him as the Boys long thick cock was being pushed into him. But even though Tony was pumping hard into his Boy the Boy was trying to do as he was told and not move, but Tony’s thrusting was too strong for him and he did pump into Mack, but not as forceful as he was being pumped, but all that Mack could see was the Boys eyes staring through the pinholes of the leather mask at him, the Boys head fixed solid and not moving.
Mack could hear Tony’s breathing deepen and become faster as he pushed himself again and again into his Boys arsehole. Tony then began to holler out as he climaxed inside his Boy, but he kept pumping until he had released his cum into his Boy, then leaning onto his Boy he rested until his breathing had slowed down. He pulled himself out of his Boys arse, leaving a trail of fine strands of cum, which glistened in the dim light, stretching from his cock and falling down onto the Boys skin. He then released his grip of the lead and got of the bed, and proceeded to unlock the Boy from his spread-eagled position, releasing his ankles first and then his wrists. “Now Boy get of the bed, and stand in front of me!” Tony ordered the Boy as he stood at the foot end of the bed, the same side as the corner that the Boy had earlier been kneeling in. The Boy complied immediately, not wanting to anger his Master anymore. “Hands behind your back, Boy!” Tony then gripped his Boys rock hard cock and began to rub him up and down and in the silence of the room he listened to his Boys changing rhythm of his breathing and feel the reactions to his body’s reactions, until just before his Boy climaxed, Tony stopped rubbing the Boys cock. Tony turned him round and then locked his wrists together. “Now face the corner and kneel!”
Mack watched what was happening before him as the Boy obeyed his Master, the Boy taking just a couple of steps to reach the corner of the room, then he watched Tony as he studied his Boy’s body in the gloom, Tony rubbing himself again, his cock still hard. Once the Boy was kneeling Tony turned his gaze back to Mack still chained up on the bed, his legs pulled back and his arse free. There was a slight grin on Tony’s mouth which Mack did not like and sensed that he was in for trouble, which was about to start as Tony stepped up onto the bed and as like his Boy before, he kneel down at Mack’s arse, and while he was still rubbing his own cock up and down, Tony, with his free hand began to rub Mack’s flesh of his arse, whipping it every now and then with his gloved hand. Then without warning Tony stopped and pushed his swollen cock into Mack’s arsehole, this causing pain to shoot up through Mack’s body, who moaned, the noise muffled by the tape on his mouth and his body became bathed in sweat. Tony then leant forward and placing his arms either side of Mack’s body, he began to pump himself into Mack, deeper and deeper with each thrust, slow but gradually speeding up, getting into a rhythm. Tony’s own body now began to become covered in sweat as he pushed and pushed into Mack, his breathing becoming deep and fast as trusted his cock into Mack, faster and faster until just before he climaxed he pulled himself out of Mack and gripping his cock with one hand while still supporting his body over Mack’s he began to rub his cock and climaxed over Mack, shooting another large stream of hot cum across Mack’s body, but he continued to rub himself until he had fully shot his load out. Then pushing himself back onto his knees, Tony steadied his breathing and then reached back down onto Mack’s body and again with a couple of his leather covered fingers , he scooped up as much of his cum as he could and whipping of the tape covering Mack’s mouth, he pushed his fingers into Mack’s mouth before he could say anything and began to suck the cum from the gloves, Tony pushing his hand in and out of Mack’s mouth as he had done after he had played with Mack’s cock earlier, only stopping and pulling them out of Mack’s mouth once he was certain that the cum had been fully sucked clean of the gloved fingers, then before Mack could utter any word, the tape was pressed hard again over his mouth.
Tony stepped down from the bed and back to the door at the side of the room, the light going on throwing light into the room. Mack heard noises from the cupboard, then Tony stepped back and walked to the side of the bed and unlocked the chains letting his legs fall back flat onto the bed, but Tony walked around to the side of the bed where his Boy was kneeling, placed whatever he was holding onto a table or shelf, then stepped back to the foot end of the bed and proceeded to unlock Mack’s ankles from the chains hanging from the ceiling and clipped them to the chains on the bed, pulling him back into a spread-eagled pose, again stretching his body.
This done, Tony walked back to the table and picked up what he had left there and stood about half way up the side of the bed. “Here now Boy!” He then said sternly. The Boy did as he was told and sprang to his feet and stepped towards Tony. Then he faltered and stopped short seeing what Tony held in his hand. “Here now!” Tony said, annoyed that he had to repeat himself. “You have disobeyed me several times tonight and this is the only way I know that will teach you a lesson!” Mack was watching what was happening before him and could see something metal in Tony’s hand. The Boy took a half step forward again, but Tony reached up and grabbed hold of the lead and pulled the Boy close up to him. “But I will not set a time limit on this part of your punishment only that there is a minimum time limit of two weeks!” He then rubbed the cold metal cuff lock chastity device against the Boys rock solid cock which was dripping small drops of precum. Tony looked down and pretended to measure the chastity lock against the Boys cock and shook his head. “You wont fit in it like that!” he said as he lifted his head to face his Boy. He then turned around placed the chastity lock down and picked up two ice blocks-the ones that are made of plastic and filled with liquid, that you refreeze as and when you want them-then swiftly and with good aim while watching his Boys leather covered face, he clapped the blocks together onto his Boys cock. The Boy exhaled sharply, fighting the need to yell out, knowing that if he did, he would feel his Masters anger vented out on him more harder. Tony grinned at the pleasure that he felt inside as he watched his Boy react to the cold and pain from the ice blocks. He stood like that for several minutes hearing his Boy’s breathing hasten and then slow down. And then he looked across at Mack, and could see him watching what was happening and at Mack’s cock which was hardening. Tony then put one block down on the shelf and then leant over Mack and dropped the block onto his stiffening cock, flattening it down onto his stomach. Mack jolted with the shock of the coldness but the block stayed where it was.
Tony then turned his attention back to his Boy and picked up the chastity lock. “That’s better!” he said as he grabbed hold of his Boy’s softened cock and began to feed the lock onto his Boy’s cock, but the Boy stepped back and again , but Tony just followed him until the Boy had his back against the wall. “Take your punishment like a man!” he said, knowing how the Boy hated the cuff lock.. With no where to go and his back against the wall the Boy had no choice but to let Tony put on the lock, which became a struggle as the Boy started to harden again, but Tony’s fingers were to quick and nimble and the lock was soon on and clicked shut, then Tony picked up a small metal pin and pushed it through two tiny holes each side of the end of the tube, but through the ring of his piercing in between the holes, making a barrier, stopping him from growing out of the tube, but stopping him from shrinking back down as well. “That’s it. Done!” Tony said as he looked at his Boy, rubbing his hands softly over the Boys chest, playing with the rubber covered nipples, then he put his hands over the Boys shoulders and felt for a chain, hanging from the wall and then clicked it to a d-ring on the back of the collar of the hood. Then stepping back he picked up the two ice blocks and put them back into the freezer that was in the cupboard and then closed and locked the door. He then stepped back to the shelf and picked up something from the shelf, he then turned around and stepped up onto the bed, stood astride Mack and then lowered himself until he was kneeling across Mack’s chest, but he sat right down this time. Mack could see that Tony was holding a small bottle of something and a cloth, he watched as Tony undid the bottle and placed the cap onto Mack’s chest and then dripped several drops of the liquid in the bottle onto the cloth. And as he placed the cloth over Mack’s nose he said. “It’s time you were asleep as well!”
Mack tried to fight by twisting his head from side to side but Tony’s grip on his face was too strong and with the effects of the liquid on the cloth, he began to weaken, his vision fading until he was totally unconscious.

Mack began to stir, flicked is eyes open a couple of times but it was all to dark and he was to weak and once again succumbed to unconsciousness again.

Once again Mack began to waken, slowly but his eyes were to heavy to open. His senses seemed to be working overtime. He felt as if he was lying on his back but something seemed to be preventing from laying flat on his back. His legs were rigid and his skin felt tight, but he knew that his legs were stuck together, but he could not feel the skin of each leg on the other leg. His arms were pressed to his body, but as the same with his legs, he could not feel the skin of his body by the skin on his arms. His mouth was dry but he could not open it. He slowly opened his eyes, but was unable to focus on anything in particular, there seemed to be a light directly on him. Then there was pain, he felt a sharp pain from his arse and then from his nipples, and he breathed in sharply through his nose and this caught the attention of Tony who was sitting on a chair by the bed.
“You are back with us then.” Tony said. Mack opened his eyes again and tried to focus on where the voice was coming from. “Boy here now!” Tony then said, and the Boy was quickly at his Masters side and kneeling down, he had been playing with one of his toys and had just managed to make the wrapped up man climax. And as Mack concentrated on focusing his vision on the direction that Tony was sitting he managed to make out a fuzzy shape, and realised Tony sitting at the side but he was wearing jeans and a T-shirt, not leather. “I’m glad you are now awake.” he said. “I wanted you awake for the final fitting.” Mack was confused and still dazed by the anaesthetic that had been given to him. He wanted to speak but only muffled mumbles were heard as his mouth was still tapped shut. Tony then stood up and the Boy followed suit, Tony stood at the end of the bed and waited for the Boy who already told what to do, began to pull Mack down the bed. Once he was halfway of the bed the Boy gripped hold of Mack’s wrapped up legs and then Tony lifted up Mack from his shoulders and carried him the short steps to the wall. Then Mack felt himself being straightened upright and twisted around to face the bed. He then felt a jolt and could feel solid ground under his feet. The Boy then began to fiddle with something at Mack’s feet. Then Mack felt something pressing against his body just above his hips and as his eyesight was now coming back he dropped his head down to see Tony screwing a board down and he tried to move but he was totally immobile, he tried to speak out but his moans fell on deaf ears. The Boy then placed a board over Mack’s legs, but this stopped about three quarters up to the top, to where Tony had screwed down the top. Tony finished first and stepped back to the bed, and was followed by the Boy who Mack noticed still had the same hood, lead, restraints and cock cuff chastity lock as before, but apart from this, he was naked. “Yes! I like it!” Tony said. “Do you want to see? Before we finish off?” But Mack had no choice but to look as a full length mirror was placed before him by the Boy, who at this question, silently and without being told picked it up. Mack was shocked by what he saw, there looking back at him was himself, wrapped up in silver tape up to just under his chin, and all he could see of himself was from his stomach upwards, all wrapped up, his legs covered by a black painted wooden box, the only part of him below his waist that was visible was his cock and balls, which was free of the wrapping, but he could also see a flap of wood that was just slightly larger than the gap left open in front of his cock and balls attached by a hinge.
Mack’s cock began to stiffen at the vision of himself before him. Tony saw this and said “I don’t think that is going to help you now.” He then stepped towards Mack as the Boy put the mirror away. “Now to finish off!” He picked up a roll of film and just before he told Mack to take a deep breath and hold it , pulled the small piece of tape covering his mouth and then wrapped the film around Mack’s head, then as the Boy came back, he cut the film and added a piece of tape to hold it in place and then pierced two holes into the film at Mack’s nostrils so he could breath. Tony then made sure that Mack could open his mouth slightly before wrapping the film around Mack’s head, the movement of the jaw then regulated by a small piece of solid rubber tubing, the film loose enough for him to open his mouth, (this was for feeding purposes later). Tony then once finished with the film, picked up the roll of silver tape and began to wrap this around Mack’s head only stopping once Mack’s head was completely covered with the tape and the last section of the clear film was completely covered, even having to recover Mack’s already covered neck.
Mack began to panic at this, the darkness enveloping him was too much and he tried to scream out but all he could do was a loud whisper and he was even more confused as to what was going on. Then he felt hands at his head and then pressure on his eyes, but hen he felt air in his eyelids and he realised that eyes were being cut out so he could see. Mack could then see Tony standing in front of him. “That’s better!” Tony said. “But there is something missing.” he carried on saying with a mock questioning in his tone of voice. “I know!” he said as he walked away and towards the cupboard. Mack tried to follow him, but he had very little movement and could only follow him with his eyes and it was then the he caught glimpse of the black dog, which was now wrapped in silver. At this point Tony stepped out of the cupboard and locked the door with something in his hands and saw Mack looking at the new silver dog. “Don’t worry Slave, it is the same man.” Tony said, “I just put a second layer of silver tape over the black, I thought you would all look better in silver.” He said and then saw the look of horror in Mack’s eyes. “This is what you need!” Tony then said. “The finishing touch! As I said before the other week-” The other week? What dose he mean the other week? Mack thought to himself. “- I like the cultural side of things, and I like statues, their facial expressions captured for eternity.” He then lifted up a clear helmet of some sort. “It dose look like you doesn’t it!” Tony said with a slight laugh. “Now lets see if it fits!” He said as he pulled it apart and handed the back half to his Boy who held it in place at the back of Mack’s head. As the Boy was standing to the side Mack could see Tony smearing something onto the edge of the face part, of which there was a large flap open, Tony then placed this piece to the back half, which fitted perfectly as it had guides to do this. Tony held the two pieces together for several seconds before letting go, but they were set sold. Mack tried to move his head, but the neck seemed to be thicker and prevented him form now moving his head in any direction. “That’s it! All done.” He said. “Now let me tell you something. That Friday night you tried to pick me up, I said I was not looking to pick up or be picked up by anyone was true, but then when my Boy was late to meet me, I decide that I would let you have your way, just to tease and torment my Boy. Then I realised that you would be perfect for my statue that I always wanted!” He then stepped back before he carried on speaking. “You are now my ornament! And my Boy here will look after you as if you was a priceless piece of ancient artefact, you will be fed and I am sure that you can feel the tubes in your arse that will keep you clean inside. But you will just stand there. I know that you can feel the pain in your nipples, I have pierced them and inserted a small bar which I have added two small bolts which have been wound onto the bar to squeeze the nipple, then they were soldered on to keep them there. My Boy was so impressed with this that he wanted his done, which I relented and let him have his nipples pierced, but with ordinary rings instead. I just think he wanted it done so that I would not use them to punish him with!” With this the Boy had retuned to his Masters side after clearing all the bits and pieces up and placed a tray onto the bed behind Tony, and Mack could see the rings hanging from the man’s nipples and not the rubber caps that Tony had pinched onto the Boys nipples before and he remembered that Tony said that they were to stay on for a week. The Boy momentarily stood with his back to Tony, his arms together waiting for Tony to lock his wrists together, which Tony did, then the Boy knelt down, just in front of Mack. Tony then lifted his hands up and began to rub the wrapped chest of Mack, pretending to find where the nipples were, but he had marked them with the tape with a pattern, but no one else would know the significance of this. “Now, where are they?” Tony said, circling around Mack’s chest, then he placed his hands on Mack’s nipples and pressed hard. “There they are!” He said as he heard Mack take a sharp intake of breathe. After a few seconds, Mack recovered from the pain, dropping his eyes down and saw that the Boy was still wearing the cockcuff chastity device and wondered how long he had been unconscious. Tony saw Mack looking and said. “The poor Boy! That is killing him, he has a high sex drive and needs to relieve himself at least once a day, with my permission of course and when I say. It has been some time since he…well you know!” Tony said then stopped, pausing to look at Mack. “Something else you need to know, I’m sure you have tried to speak but can’t, well your vocal chords have been cut, so just like a statue you can’t speak. But unlike a statue that doesn’t see-you can and will see everything that goes on in this room. I will be fetching friends here from time to time to play with, they will know that you are there-not your name though. I will fetch strangers here, like I did with you-oh about the blindfold that evening, I don’t like strangers knowing where I live, that way I don’t get pestered by people who want repeat playtimes or more bothering me as they won’t know where I live. From time to time the Boy will be allowed to fetch some on back to play with, this will be at times when I am away on business, but you will then see that he switches from time to time.” Tony then paused for a moment. “Now in a moment I will leave you in peace, but before I go, there is one more thing to do.” He put his hands across the Boy’s face and unzipped the mouth. Then he pushed the Boys mouth onto Mack’s free stiffened cock and began to suck on it. As Tony began to speak again. “Just a small treat for him for behaving better, but not enough to remove the cock cuff.” Tony watched Mack’s eyes as the sensation of the Boys mouth on his cock brought him to a high, then after several minutes he climaxed in the Boys mouth. He then pulled away from Mack, a strand of saliva mixed with cum stretching form Mack’s cock and the Boys leather covered mouth glistening in the light. Tony then zipped up the mouth of the hood again. And the Boy stood up and walked to the corner of the room ,the Boy then stood facing Mack’s direction and waited as Tony then turned around and picked something from the tray and then stepped directly up in front of Mack. “As I said, you will be looked after, but you will be controlled as to when you now piss!” Tony said as he took a light grip of Mack‘s cock and pushed a small tube down into the slit of Mack‘s cock.. “ I can‘t just have you pissing when you want to. “ He said as he pushed the catheter down, Mack winced in pain but knew it was useless to try to somehow fight against it. This done, Tony put the tray away and returned to his Boy in the corner and locked a longer chain to the Boys wrist restraints, the length allowing slight movement away from the wall but Tony then crouched down and attached a spreader bar to the leather ankle restraints, forcing the Boys legs wide apart., although any walking would be difficult. Tony then walked back to Mack. “Now it is time for me to go. I have had my eye on someone for several weeks now and the thrill of the chase has been good, he has told me he is atop and questioned me to find out what I am, but I have skirted around the question on purpose. And not answering the question, but tonight is the night I reel him in and you will witness for the first time how I work. It will be a long night so I would get some rest.” Tony then slammed the flap shut across Mack’s cock and balls, on the flap that Mack could not see was a brass plate engraved with a name. “Oh, I must not forget this!” He then said as he flipped the flap of the helmet shut, two small tubes pushed their way up into Mack’s nostrils, enabling him to breath, the bottom of the flap forcing him to shut his mouth, then he saw Tony put his hand to the side and a click was heard. Tony then picked up the mirror again and placed it so that Mack could see. “All finished now” Tony said. “Just so that I don’t forget what you looked like.” With that he put the mirror away and walked away and up the steps to the door and as he reached the top, the lights went out, the shadow from the light in the hall above and then darkness.
In the darkness, Mack could only hear his own breathing, his heart pounding in his ears, left to his own thoughts, thousands of questions rolling around in his head all unanswered. From time to time he heard the Boy trying to walk to relieve the ache in his legs, the chain clanking as he did.
Then after what seemed like several days, light flickered at the top of the stairs and there was movement and noise and in the gloom, Mack could see two figures moving, hear muffled noises and voices., then the shadow of one began to walk away and towards the stairs up and out, and then the lights were switched on but only faintly, enough for Mack to see the naked and spread-eagled figure of a man face down on the bed. About fifteen minutes passed before Tony was back down in the room, this time dressed in his leather chaps and boots, collar and executioners hood. He mounted the bed and while the man was still face down, Tony pulled the mans rock hard cock downwards from out of his body and began to rub him hard and fast, the man struggling in the chains, his eyes covered and mouth gagged, breath coming hard and fast as Tony brought him to climax. Tony then began to climb onto the mans back, his solid cock swinging about in front of him as he then lowered himself down and into the mans arse. Mack could just make out the man tense his body up with shock and pain, throwing his head back.. Tony pushed and pumped himself into the man, slowing down and then speeding up several times until after a time he climaxed. Tony then got of the man and with his cock still swinging in front of him he changed the position of the man so that he was on his back and his legs pulled back until they were touching his chest, and Mack realised he was watching almost what had happened to him. Mack watched as Tony then pushed himself again into the man with just as much force as before, pumping his way harder and faster until he again climaxed with a deep roar.
Mack watched as Tony turned the man over again and fucked the man again and again, changing positions back and forth each time, until after the six or seventh time and Tony dripping and soaked with sweat he stopped, rested for a moment then got of the bed. He unlocked the chains from the man, but then turned him around and forced him into a hogtied position, locking the mans ankles and wrists together behind the his back, then locking a chain from the collar on the man to his wrist and ankles , pulling his head up. He stepped to his Boy and unlocked the spreader bar and the chain from the Boys wrists and after attaching a lead to the collar, began to walk towards the steps. He reached up and turned of the light and then swung the man around on his stomach to face Mack. Tony then undid the leather padded blindfold of the man and then pulling on the lead, he climbed the stairs, and just before he left the room at the top of the stairs with his Boy, he flicked a switch and two lights on the ceiling, angled on the dogs dimly illuminated them, the man painfully twisted his head from side to side looking at the dogs, horror in his eyes as he realised,-like Mack had-that they were men mummified, living and breathing. Tony then flicked another switch and another light , just above and to the front of Mack came on, stronger than the two on the dogs and placed Mack in a beam of light, his body casting a shadow on the black painted wall behind him. Tony and his Boy then left the room, locking the door behind them as, partially lit by the shadows of the three lights, Mack looked down onto the bed and onto the hogtied man, looking onto the pain etched on his face, his body heaving with his rapid breathing struggling to release himself from his bonds. Mack’s breathing then sharpened as he tried to scream out, but only silence came out as he looked closer and into the eyes of his own Boyfriend.







So, when you are in someone else’s place and you see a statue, look carefully-you might be being watched.[marq=left]