I have no idea how long I was like that, I was in a sort of trance near the end, and jolted in shock when someone put their hands on me and undid the gag, they told me the cameras were off now, and that I could get some sleep. They removed all of the metal except for the ankle and wrist bracelets and the , I collapsed onto the pallet, and went straight to sleep, wondering what tomorrow would hold in store for me.

I was awoken by the sound of a baton being run along the bars to my cell, the harsh over head lights had been left on all night, I had managed to get to sleep by resting a arm over my eyes. I sat up, waking up covered in rubber and locked in heavy metal bracelets sounds hot, but the reality is that your disorientated hot and uncomfy. I groaned and sat up, three guards where circling the outside of my cell running their batons around the outside of it, they stopped when they saw I was sitting up and awake. They pointed their batons at the entrance to my cell and I saw that a rubber mat had been laid on the floor near the entrance, it was about the size of a beach towel, at one end of the mat was a silver dog bowl of … mush. Even in my slightly groggy sleepy state, I could tell what was expected of me, as I headed towards the mat one of the guards circled around and entered the cell to stand in front of the bowl, probably to make sure that I played by the rules and didn’t use my hands or something, as I knelt down on the mat I heard the sound of a zip being undone, I looked up, if I was expected to give a blowjob as soon as I had woken up from what was basically passing out from exhaustion I was not going to be to amused. As I looked up a stream of warm piss splattered in my face, causing me to gasp and then choke as some of the urine was sucked down the wrong way. When I had finished coughing and splattering I realized that the rest of the stream had ended up in my morning breakfast mush, greeeeeeat.  I sighed and bent down and started to slurp up the mush, which was sort of sweet, with an aftertaste of piss.

As soon as I was done the guard reached down and grabbed me by the arm and stood me up, I opened my mouth to tell him precisely what he could do with his piss, no sooner did I open my mouth than a gag was strapped back in my mouth and padlocked behind me, then my arms where twisted behind me and I was frog marched out of the cell, it happened so fast I was still blinking in shock before I realized we where halfway to the stairs leading up to the club.

Once on the club floor the guard jerked me to a halt, I looked at him in what I hoped was a inquiring manner, it must have worked cause he started talking, “you think you just get to chill out in a cell all day Fred? Not likely lad, club needs cleaning.” As he was speaking he was joining my wrists and ankles together with lengths of heavy chain, massive padlocks attaching the chains to the bracelets on my wrists and ankles, I was tired, hot and sore, but the click of each lock closing made my cock twitch. A tray was shoved in my hands and I was given a push towards the tables loaded with empty glasses and bottles. I sighed, this was going to be hot and tedious. With my ankles hobbled by the heavy chains I shuffled around the club, loading the tray up and then carrying it to the large bin set down clearly for this reason, it was hard work, I couldn’t really lift my feet and I couldn’t load the tray all that much since I already had a massive amount of weight around my wrists as it was. I grumbled to myself as I shuffled around the floor.

There where no clocks anywhere in the club so I had no idea what time it was, that was probably the most disorientating thing about this whole experience. It seemed to take forever to get the club cleaned when I was done the guards came over to me, they had been leaning against the side of the bar commenting on my work for a while now.  I eyed them off as they approached, these guys were super woofy, their leather looked so soft, the hood was mostly filling my nose with the scent of rubber and a nightclub has a very distinctive odour of its own however I concentrated and took a deep breath I could catch a whiff of leather. My ankles where unlocked but my wrists were left locked together and I was pushed along in front of my three tormentors.

We reached a corner of the club that had a few of those raised stage things you sometimes see on dance floors so that people can stand on them and dance and generally make tools of themselves on.  Two had been pushed close together a guard got up on each and then reached down and lifted me up by my arm, I was forced to stand with a foot on each stage my legs where spread wide but not uncomfortably so, which was probably a good thing since the third guard took out some chain and those damn massive padlocks and secured my ankle bracelets to the stages, there was some rings on the corners of the stages that could be laid flat, clearly these stages where used for some bondage productions on a regular basis, when he had secured my right foot the guard on my right hopped off the stage and disappeared. He was back soon carrying 4 padlocks and a short length of chain and a bolt, the guard on my left suddenly grabbed my head and tilted it up and towards the roof, I went to reach up to try and push his hands away but the guard who had been padlocking my ankles to the stages reached up and grabbed the chain connecting my wrists preventing me from lifting them, I heard chain clinking together and then three clicks of the massive padlock and a tugging sensation on the collar and then my head and hands where released, my immediate reaction was to reach up and feel what had happened, no sooner had I done this then I felt a tug on the chain connecting my wrists and then a click of the fourth lock shutting, the guards laughed at having tricked me into lifting my hands so they could lock them onto the chain they had bolted to my collar but I ignored them, there where three other locks on the chain besides the one locking my wrist chain to the chain around my neck, but they where not doing anything, granted the extra weight was I no way pleasant but it was hardly going to force me to walk with a hunch or anything like that.

The guards left me standing on the stages like that. I was so frustrated I wanted to scream. These seemingly random events where frustrating to the extreme, I had expected to spend two days in a cell being placed on bondage positions, this was more of a massive mind fuck, never knowing what the hell was going to happen next!  There was nothing I could do however but stand there and wait, and wait.

I have no idea how long it was before the bar staff started to appear but I was REALLY bored and thirsty by then, when they all walked in one of the guards entered with them, he was carrying a of water and my eyes zoned in on it like a eagle spotting a rabbit. He smiled at me as my eyes tracked the bottle in his hand, he climbed up on the sage next to me, “ok I am gonna take the gag out and hand you the water bottle. If you speak, I will backhand you, and it won’t be gentle.” I swallowed nervously as he unlocked the gag, I really wanted to ask what the hell was going on and why I had been taken out of the cell but I believed him when he said he would hurt me so I kept my mouth firmly shut till except to skull the water. The water in the bottle was warm but it was the best thing I had ever tasted in my life, rubber was fun to wear, but man did it dehydrate you with all the sweating! I finished the bottle in record time and was handed another, I finished it off as well and then the gag was strapped back in, he grinned at me and gave me a heavy pat on the cheek with his gloved hand, “smart move Fred, there is a lot of stuff I wanna do to that mouth, I wasn’t looking forward to having to smack it though.” He jumped down and walked off, and I was left there stunned, he wanted to do stuff to my mouth? I wondered if he meant he wanted to kiss me or he wanted to slide his cock down my throat, as I watched his leather clad ass leave the floor I thought that I really would enjoy both of those things.

I wont bore you with a description of standing there flexing my knees to avoid cramps while the bar got ready for the night, suffice to say it was boring as hell and I suspected I was supposed to be entertainment for the crowd when they arrived and I was thinking I would probably be ready to call it quits before they even arrived, however it wasn’t going to be my call to make. When the doors opened my guards returned and took up stations around me, one standing either side and one on the floor between my legs, a few people came over to see if I was available to play with but the guards firmly told them they could move along. I was glad, in this state I would be pretty helpless, and one or two people who approached I would definitely not have wanted touching me. A few people ignored me completely and hit on the guards themselves, the guards where polite but firm that they where working.

Soon the club was packed and more then one curios glance was being directed at me and my security detail. Soon however the MC cut across the music with an announcement, “ok party people! We have some entertainment for you tonight, as you may have noticed we have a guest with us tonight, he is going to be completing a little challenge tho he is going to need your help, alrighty boys, bring it out!”  At these words some guys started to push something towards the stage, I twisted my head as much as I could to get a look, it looked like a se-saw except on one end there was a massive square trough, the other end had a screw sticking up like you could attach something to it. Also some weights where strapped underneath, they pushed it along until the seat with the screw was directly underneath me, I was starting to get a bad feeling about this, suddenly the MC tossed something over the heads of everyone and the guard to my left caught it, I turned to see what it was and nearly fell over in shock, it was a massive dildo! It had to be at least 11 inches long! It was handed down to the guard standing on the floor and he quickly screwed it onto the se-saw, I definitely did not like the way this was going. In front of me the crowd was cheering as the guard to my right reached down and opened the zips on the ass of my suit, to allow the monster below me a path to my pooper.

The MC’s voice cut over the cheering, “ok folks, as you can see our lad is ready to be impaled.” (Like hell I was!) “However in order to help him along we are gonna need you to donate some piss to that trough, now he has to get the key which is taped under the seat holding goliath there.” (Great, I was about to ripped apart by a dildo with a lame name!) “So lets do our bit to help him reach it shall we?”

At these words the crows cheered and a line started to appear near the stage, great just fricken great. In what seemed like no time at all I felt the head of the dildo against my puckered asshole, I tried to relax, the guard on the floor gave it a subtle push and suddenly I felt the tip pressing hard against my shithole. My legs trembled as the pressure continued, people where gathered in front of me watching with excitement and wide eyes, some taking bets as to how many more guys it would take before the weight at the other end would force the dildo into me, suddenly pain ripped though me and I screamed into the gag as the massive dildo pushed its way up into my guts. I swear I was on the verge of passing out, my legs trembled so much that one of my guards actually had to hold me upright.  A massive cheer went up from the crowd, and a siren was set flashing from the DJ’s booth and a blastoff sound effect played, oh how hilarious. I gasped for air as I felt the dildo continue its journey inside me as more guys pissing into the trough. It felt like I was about to up the end of the dildo when there was a tug a cheer and the guard on the floor was holding up the key. Thank fuck for that!  The dildo was gently pulled out of me, some people booed about that, I swear if I ever got a hold of them I would give them something to boo about! I grunted as the last of the dildo left me, and when my ankles where unlocked from the floor I collapsed into the arms of the guard who was holding me, I felt my arms being freed from the padlock holding them to my neck, the next words of the MC however snapped me right out of my wooze. “OK folks lets have a big round of applause for our lad Fred here! He still has three more locks to get off, so remember to come along for the next few nights and help him out. Looks like I wasn’t getting free anytime soon, I would have liked to struggle and scream but I was gagged and exhausted and my limbs weighted down. All I could do was groan as the guard carried me back down to my cell.

I felt the gag being unlocked and the guard standing in front of me handed me a bottle of water, I gratefully drank it down, I was numb from shock at the news that this wasn’t my last night in captivity, I still had 3 more nights ahead! I bowed my head and fought back despair, suddenly a gloved hand was under my head tilting my head back, I squinted as the overhead lights shone in my eyes, the guard was a dark shape against them. “Now, about that mouth of yours boyo.”

Maybe a few extra nights wouldn’t be ALL that bad …

 

 

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