Brian

Brian rang me and suggested I come over early in the morning for a game of poker, we both liked cards and liked to gamble. I asked who else was playing and if we were playing for money and he said there would be three or four of us and we would be playing for a prize but would not be drawn on what the prize was.

I agreed to be there at 8am and jogged over arriving hot and sweating at exactly 8.02. Brian opened the door in his dressing gown and told me I was late as he invited me in and told me to take a shower.

The shower was in his on-suite and so I made my way to the bedroom stripped and went into the shower, I was surprised to hear the shower door open behind me just as I was washing my hair, I had my eyes closed and could not open them for the soap when I felt my wrists grabbed pulled behind me and handcuffed.

My immediate reaction was to clear my face of the soap and turn to face my attacker but I was pushed against the shower wall and rope was being wrapped around my arms behind my back above the elbow and pulled very tight forcing my elbows toward each other and leaving me completely helpless.

More rope was then used to link the hand cuffs to the rope on my upper arms cinching every thing very tight and lifting my shackled wrists up the middle of my back. I now felt very vulnerable and asked Brian what the fuck he thought he was doing. There was no reply but a thick condom covered cock gag was forced down my throat and buckled tightly around my head. I was reduced to shaking, flexing my muscles and gurgling behind my gag.

Brian then turned off the shower and turned me round to face him grabbed each of my out thrust nipples between thumb and forefinger and squeezed and rolled them producing pain like fire which lanced through my chest. I gurgled frantically as he calmly told me that I was now nothing more or less than his slave. That I would be kept naked, that the poker didn't start until 12noon when two of his friends were due, that they, like him were gay masters and that I was to be the prize.

I tried to push my way out of the shower past him but he easily blocked me dropped to his knees and grabbed my balls. I parted my legs and froze realising he had the whip hand in every way. He attached a leather parachute with weights and a leash and the stood and gently tugged the leash which forced my balls together in a crushing motion and sent deeper waves of pain through my body.

I realised he had me by the balls completely and listened to him as he told me to kneel on the bath mat and wait while he showered. I did as I was told and when he emerged noted that he had soap suds still dripping from his cock and balls. He followed my eyes and laughed saying here is your first task, you will lick me clean and do it well any mistake will be noted and add to the punishments I intend to put you through before my friends arrive.

By the time I had finished licking him to his satisfaction my tongue and mouth tasted of soap, he hauled me to my feet and forced me back into the shower. I protested but quickly stopped when he said. That's one!! A reference no doubt to a future punishment for my outburst.

He explained that there was three hours to go before his friends arrived and in those three hours he intended to teach me via punishment torture and humiliation just how to behave and what to expect when ever I was given to one of his friends or indeed won by one of them and officially handed over as a chattel to become the personal property of that man.

He assured me I would initially be displayed for all three dangling by my wrists from ring bolts he had put into the roof struts in his garage, my ankles would be spread by a spreader bar and my toes just able to touch the ground to give some relief to my wrists when I chose, but in this position every muscle in my body was stretched, exposed and available for massage or whipping at the whim of any one of the three men.

While he continued to describe my predicament punctuated by stifled protests from my self each noted with a number, he thoroughly washed my body inside and out using his long fingers and explaining all the while that his friends always wore condoms but liked to ensure their captive was properly cleaned before they played with the hapless victim of their lust.

He then marched me out of the shower and dried me thoroughly he replaced the ropes on my upper arms with bondage tape which he pulled even tighter than the rope but at least the tape did not cut into the skin to the same degree. Likewise the cuffs were also replaced with tape and the same rope used to cinch the two together forcing my taped wrists well up my back and clear of my naked arse. I was utterly helpless and my nipples were thrust out and hard.

He replaced my gag saying that he now needed to punish me for a number of my transgressions against his rules including being 2 minutes late. He produced a pair of vicious nipples clamps and clamped them on to the very tips of my nipples. The pain was instant and exquisite and he smiled as he looked into my eyes and I gurgled through my gag.

He then pushed me onto the bed and swung up my legs, crossed my ankles and taped them together, he forced me to lie on my stomach and then proceeded to paddle my backside with continuous heavy blows.

I squirmed and at one stage tried to role over to ease the fire rising in my buttocks but his scream of 14 had me quickly back on my front screaming silently into my gag as the heat continued to rise.

When he finished he rolled me effortlessly on to my back and looked fondly down at me while removing my nipple clamps which allowed the blood to flow back into them repeating the original pain and then massaging them back to their erect state.

He then produced a very small thin whippy cane which he lay across my right nipple, holding it firmly against my chest below the nipple and then bent back the top with his thumb and let go. The cane flicked back sharply directly across my hardened nipple, delivering the blow to the very middle of the nipple itself. The pain shot through my tit bringing tears to my eyes as I flailed about, screaming into my gag but unable to touch in any way my throbbing nipple.

He looked very closely into my eyes and I thought I even detected some sympathy as he lined up my left nipple for the same treatment. I screamed at him to have mercy and rolled over only to hear 15!!! As he rolled me effortlessly back and sat on me as he readied his cane. Once again I watched him draw back the tip and then let it go

Once again I writhed in pain as he got off me and the bed and allowed me to flail about in my agony. Once my breathing returned to normal he stripped himself naked and climbed onto the bed with me. He massaged my nipples and my cock which was by now erect with desire for this man who had so dominated and subjugated me.

I glanced at the clock which showed 9.30am. I had two and a half hours to convince Brian to free me from my slavery before his friends arrived and I became a play thing for all of them and a prise for the winner. I hated to think of the kinds of punishments they may wish to visit on a naked captured slave presented to them for their uninhibited enjoyment.

I began to kiss Brian with passion and quickly moved despite my bondage to kiss and lick every part of his body. I was desperate to please him and judging by his sighs was having some effect. So when after half an hour he rolled off the bed and began to unstrap my ankles I thought I had won.

I thanked him but received no reply nor did he release my arms or wrists and when he grabbed my ankle and flipped me onto my stomach I realised I was mistaken as each ankle was severely roped to the bottom corners of the bed, spreading my legs and opening my arse.

He pointed out that my punishment points had now reached 20 and as such he may have to share the whip with his mates but that we would see to all that once I was dangling from his garage rafters.

In the mean time he intended to rape me with a dildo and then but plug me. he showed me both as he forced my upper body onto my side re-attached the nipple clamps and lay beside me with one leg straddling mine. He kissed me and watched me struggle to make no sound as he repeatedly raped me with the dildo. He the rammed a large but plug into me until my sphincter clamped on the narrow end holding it firmly in place.

The paddling then started once again and I buried my face in the pillow to contain my cries as the heat flooded through my cheeks. The pain was real but nothing compared to the lancing pain of the nipple caning which now throbbed under the clamps.

He then left the bedroom saying I may wish to get some sleep as his friends were due in an hour and a half and he needed to phone them to tell them about me in case they had any particular devices or implements they wished to bring and use on me. I sobbed as I listened to him describing my state of helplessness and punishments delivered thus far, to each one on the telephone and I even thought I heard him say to one that a mini van would be ideal as he can be hogtied on the floor for the journey. I assumed this to be about how that man would take me away if he was the winner this afternoon.

My position of total helplessness throbbing tits and plugged arse got to me and as I lay on my cock I came despite myself and then lay very still pretending to be asleep knowing that discovery of my act of self release would not please Brian and would probably double the punishments I had already earned on the whipping frame.

I heard Brian re enter the room and a rattle of chains, I continued to pretend to be asleep. I felt him untie the ropes on my left ankle and replace them with a cold metal shackle attached to a chain which he used to pull my leg toward the centre of the bed, he the untied the right ankle pulled it nearer the centre and a second shackle clicked into place.

He then flipped me onto my back and told me to sit up, my pretence was over and the evidence of my transgression was in humiliatingly plain sight, with come on the sheet and my lower belly and flaccid cock.

Brian went into a cold rage and told me to get off the bed. I did as I was bid and stood very still while he washed and wiped my body and then set about cleaning the sheet. He said he was going to leave me tied and shackled to rest before my coming ordeal with his friends but that I had now changed all that, my punishment score of 20 had trebled to 60 and that he would now personally punish me first.

I looked down at my shackled ankles and the strong chain that ran between them, I could walk with short steps but not run and even if I could rid myself of the harsh bindings on my upper arms and wrists I would still need a key to be able to escape. My thoughts were interrupted as he forced a cock gag back into my mouth and strapped it very tightly, he produced the nipple cane and I flinched involuntarily but he just bent to re-attach the dreaded parachute complete with weights and then led me shuffling to his garage.

Once there I saw the leather cuffs hanging by ropes from the ring bolts in the rafters. I was made to stand directly below them and the cuffs were pulled down low, my wrist tape was cut and the cuffs strapped on each wrist. My upper arm tape was also cut and I was forced to stand on tip toe as each rope was pulled forcing my arms straight up at slightly wider than shoulder width with my body stretched and on my toes. The ropes were tied off to two other ring bolts in either wall well out of my reach. Ropes were then attached to each ankle and they were pulled apart and secured to two more ring bolts set in the walls.

Every muscle in my plugged naked body was now stretched and I was unable to even flinch away when Brian stood in front of me aiming his nipple cane expertly at my right nipple. He drew back and let the cane go, causing me to scream behind my gag but unable to stop him as he drew the tip back once more. He struck again and then moved to my left nipple massaged it to firmness and then repeated the strikes leaving me writhing in my bonds and rattling the chain which was still manacled to my spread ankles limiting my ability to spread my legs wider just as the ropes prevented me from closing them.

Brian allowed the pain to subside and massaged my nipples back to hardness and then traced his hand down my body and brought my cock back to life. He then sucked and licked me to hardness and to the point of wanting release. My hips bucked as much as they could and a groan was stifled by my gag as he abruptly stopped and added a couple of weights to the parachute on my balls and set it swinging between my spread eagled legs. He then stood and attached clamps to my nipples linked by a chain from which another weight hung, he then walked out of the garage saying they will be here in an hour and you will hang until then and reflect on what has led you to this position.

The door slammed and I began to try and get as comfortable as was possible given my bondage. If I stood on the tips of my outstretched toes I could just ease the pain in my wrists and arms from the suspension until the pain in my toes forced me to slump back to hanging from my wrists. Both movements brought fresh bursts of pain to my clamped nipples and compressed balls as they set the weights swinging.

Sweat began to trickle down my arm pits and legs as I hung running my mind back over just how I had got myself into this position. I had been feeling cocky as I jogged around to Brian's just three hours ago. I was proud of my body and working to improve it and welcomed the opportunity to strip off in his bedroom, secretly I was looking forward to flirting with his friends and showing off my skill at poker. I loved to be in control, to tease and play but now found myself humiliated in the extreme, naked, sore, invaded and strung up on display for these same men who would strut into the garage like plantation owners and inspect every part of my body before deciding what they may like to do to me.

It was now crystal clear that Brian had outsmarted me and enslaved me. That he and he alone had the power to decide my fate, that I was going to be whipped fucked and abused at his discretion and possibly given away at the end of the days game as a prise to his friends none of whom I knew but from listening to Brian's phone conversation all of whom had various forms of equipment and were no strangers to tormenting a suitably helpless naked male.

I would have been in this position for no more than a few minutes when I heard the garage door open and close quietly but no footsteps and try as I might I couldn't see who was there. I felt fingers tracing down my naked back and then slowly removing my but plug before coming round to confront me. It was Brian, he was naked and clearly a little excited he moved to the side wall and undid the rope leading to my right wrist and allowed it to lower to waist height. The relief was intense and I was grateful as he did the same on the left side.

I had no thoughts of escape as my ankles were still spread eagled apart by ropes and also manacled and chained. I concentrated simply on keeping my balance as he left the leather cuffs on my wrists but also crossed them behind my back and bound them securely with bondage tape. He then moved behind me holding both wrist cuff ropes in his hand and hauled my crossed wrists into the air thus bending me over until my back was horizontal to the floor. He secured the rope to the back wall somewhere behind me and walked back to stand before me.

He removed my gag and buckled a soft leather belt across the top of my chest but under my arms which were stretched up behind my back toward the rafters, he the tied a rope to the belt and secured it to the rafters straight above the belt. This supported my upper body and to some degree relieved the strain on my shoulders. When he stood before me now my mouth brushed his condom covered cock and I began to lick and suck him like a conditioned animal. Once he was hard he walked to my rear and penetrated me with long hard thrusts that moved my whole body bringing fresh pain to my weighted tits and balls. It was obvious that in less than ten minutes his friends would be able to join this game.

However when he finished he undid the leather belt and stood me upright in my bonds before setting about to retie me by slashing the tape on my wrists, re-cuffing me and hauling my wrists into the air once again so that I was on my toes and properly displayed as he said I would be for his