Trucking in Bondage part 2 - the dungeon

Author: spartan
Title: Trucking in Bondage, part 2 - the dungeon
Date: 02 December 2009

The police car with Gary and Jeff cuffed tightly in the back seat and their bondage gear in the trunk eventually reached the paved two-lane road. The police car turned onto this for awhile, and then onto another, and another, until Gary and Jeff were thoroughly lost. They could recognize direction because of the slightly lightened sky in the west where the sun had set, but that was all.

Finally, after it was dark outside, the police car pulled off to the side of the road and the officer got out and opened the trunk. He came back with a pair of gags and hoods. These he put on both of them, pulling the straps extra tight. They could now no longer see or speak. It was their gear, but they had never before had it on so tightly. Both of them had a raging hard-on. The officer asked if they were comfortable, and when they tried to say "no", all that came out was an "mmphh". Laughing, the officer got back into the driver's seat and drove off.

At last the car pulled up and stopped. They heard a garage door open, and the car moved forward a little, and they heard the garage door close. The officer got out of the car, opened the trunk, and went inside the building, leaving Gary and Jeff. He came back a few more times to the trunk and went inside. Finally he came back, closed the trunk and took Gary inside, leaving Jeff in the car. There was a special room, a dungeon, that he took Gary to.

The officer sat Gary down in a chair and proceeded to strap him tightly to it. Then he took off Gary's hood and gag. Gary just looked around in amazement at all the gear. The officer said that the border patrol agent had told him Gary's story about what happened, but that he'd like to hear it from Gary. So Gary related what happened, as far as he knew from the position he'd been in.

The officer then said that Gary had told the agent that he didn't know any of the hijackers. Was that right? And Gary said that he couldn't see them, but he didn't know anyone who could speak Spanish like that. The officer then said that Gary had told the agent that he didn't know anyone in the border patrol until he met the agent. Was that right? And Gary said that was true, that he'd never encountered one before, except at one of their periodic check points along the interstates in the southwest.

"So you claim that you two had no part in arranging this hijacking?" Gary said that was correct, that they couldn't have. The officer then said that he didn't believe him, that the coincidence of this happening when it did was too much, that he didn't believe in coincidences like this, so there had to be a connection, and he was going to find it. Then he strapped the gag back into Gary's mouth and left the room.

Soon the officer was back with Jeff, who he strapped to another chair in the dungeon. He took off Jeff's hood and gag, and Jeff, like Gary, just looked around in amazement at all the gear in the well-stocked dungeon. The officer said that he wanted to go over Jeff's story again. He asked the same three questions of Jeff that he asked of Gary, about knowing neither the hijackers nor any border patrol agents, and about denying any knowledge of involvement. Jeff also denied any knowledge. The officer then made the same statement to Jeff as he did to Gary about thinking it too much of a coincidence and going to find out the truth, and strapped Jeff's gag back in place.

The officer asked Gary to nod if he had a condom on, and Gary nodded yes. The officer got a stool, which he placed under some metal restraints which were embedded in the wall. Next to it he placed a set of steps leading up to the stool. Then he went to Gary and took the straps off the chair. He brought Gary to his feet and led Gary over to the steps and up them onto the stool, turning Gary around so that his cuffed hands were against the wall. The officer proceeded to place the metal restraints around various parts of Gary's body, ankles, legs above the knees, stomach, neck, adjusting them up or down as needed, using a screwdriver, since the restraints were in metal slides. He also tightened them as needed for a snug fit, so that Gary was well secured to the wall. During all of this, Jeff's eyes were wide open looking at what Gary was placed in.

After he had finished, the officer took the steps away to the other side of the room, picking up another stool on the way, and placed them under a matching set of metal restraints embedded in the opposite wall. He went over to Jeff, asked the same condom question and got a shake of the head, meaning "no". So the officer pulled one out of his pocket, unzipped Jeff's pants and stretched the condom over Jeff's hard-on, and zipped Jeff's pants back up. He undid Jeff's straps, led Jeff up the steps and onto the stool, turned Jeff around, and did the same to Jeff as he did to Gary. All this time, Gary's eyes were wide open looking at what Jeff was placed in. The officer told them that they were going to spend the night like this, and to think about how they were going to tell him about their end of the truck hijacking, who the informant was in the border patrol, and who the accomplices were in Mexico. Then he wished them sweet dreams, turned off the lights, and left.

This type of fantasy is something that Gary and Jeff had always dreamed of happening to them, but now that it was, it didn't seem to be quite as pleasurable. Still, they each shot off several times during the night. The problem was that they didn't know where they were or what was to happen to them. At least the border patrol people knew who had them, but the officer could have just told the border patrol that Gary and Jeff knew who the informant was, and the officer was trying to get them to talk.

The morning finally came, and the officer told them that he would take out their gags individually to feed them. He first did this with Jeff, putting the gag back on afterwards. Then he did the same with Gary. Neither one of them said anything. But they noticed that he was dressed in a one-piece rubber suit, with tight leather pants over the rubber.

After finishing the feeding and cleaning the dishes, he returned and said it was time to go to the bathroom. So he first removed Jeff's metal restraints, locked on a wide metal collar and attached a short chain from Jeff's handcuffs to the metal collar which caused Jeff's arms to be bent painfully up and his head to be bent painfully back. The officer led Jeff to the bathroom like this to empty out. The officer first removed the condom and set Jeff down on the commode. It was impossible for Jeff to get his raging cock to point downward, so the officer finally had to get an ice cube to apply to Jeff's cock to accomplish this. Removal from the rear end was easier.

After Jeff's condom was replaced and he was locked back on to the wall, then it was Gary's turn. Fortunately there was a zipper at the crotch and ass on Gary's cat suit, so Gary only had the same problems that Jeff had, nothing else. After Gary was returned to his former position, the officer left the room again.

When he returned he brought two other rubber cat suits, but these had zippers at the tits. He then removed all the metal restraints connecting Gary to the wall except for the one around the neck. He attached a rope to Gary's stool and had the other end in his hand. The rope was pulled pretty tight. He was standing next to Jeff. He told Jeff that he was going to release Jeff to put on the cat suit, and if Jeff tried any false moves he would pull the stool out from under Gary. He asked Jeff if he realized what that meant, and Jeff, looking at Gary's wide, pleading eyes, nodded a yes.

So the officer released Jeff from his bonds, except for the gag, and after the officer had moved back a respectable distance, though still keeping the rope taut, Jeff put on the rubber cat suit. It was a good, tight fit. The officer then told Jeff to put the hand cuffs back on behind his back and to get back up onto the stool facing the wall. After Jeff complied, the officer approached Jeff again and tightened the hand cuffs. He told Jeff to turn around and the officer reattached Jeff to the wall. Jeff's cock started getting erect again.

The officer repeated the operation with Gary. Gary's cat suit was also a good, tight fit. After both Gary and Jeff were in the cat suits provided, the officer left the room again with their clothes. He returned with two sets of tit clamps. First he unzipped Jeff's cat suit over the tits and attached the clamps. Then he did the same to Gary. He attached some wire to each of the clamps to connect them, and pulled this tightly up to the wall restraints. This whole operation was painful to both Gary and Jeff, and they were moaning into their gags. Then the officer left the room.

He returned after awhile, after the two had settled down to their misery. He showed them an electro unit he had. This he attached to Jeff's tit clamps' wire. He said that he now needed some answers to questions, and if he didn't like the answers he would shock the other one. He said that he had the setting on medium, and with every answer he didn't like he would up the setting. He also said that, in case they hadn't already noticed, he had removed the rubber from the tit clamps to make it as painful as possible. He said this with a big smile.

So he removed their gags and started asking Gary questions about their involvement in the hijacking. Since neither Gary nor Jeff could supply a truthful answer to any of the officer's questions, the shocks on Jeff quickly got pretty strong. After yelps with the first shock, Jeff was soon screaming in pain. After the electro reached the max, the officer angrily took it off from Jeff and attached it to Gary, and started asking questions of Jeff. This time Gary got the shock treatment and did the screaming until the electro reached the max. Then the officer left them in disgust after yanking off the tit clamps and removing the wires. After a few minutes, the officer returned in uniform, and told them he had to go to work, but that he'd be back to continue this, and that the tortures would get more intense. But first he'd noticed that he needed to make a minor adjustment.

He took the steps over to Jeff and, with the screwdriver, undid the metal collar's wall attachment. Then he pushed the collar up the slide until Jeff's chin was forced uncomfortably up as high as it could go. Then the officer reattached the collar to the wall. The officer repeated the operation with Gary. Looking back at the two men, the officer let out a loud, fiendish laugh as he left the room.

So Gary and Jeff were left like this for about nine hours, pondering what other tortures were in store for them, tightly bound as they were. Truth be known, they were both enjoying this if it weren't for the worry about what was going to happen to them. And they wondered when the border patrol agent would be asking about them. But they shot off a couple of more times during this wait.

(to be continued)