The Little Colonel's Bad Advice Consequences

 

[No wrestling in this one, but for your Christmas enjoyment, here is the rest of the fallout from Dan's last bout.  Hope you enjoy]

The Little Colonel’s Bad Advice

Consequences

By

The Mangler

 

Chad was kneeling in the dirt being face fucked by another random cock. Initially he tried to keep track so that he could get some payback, but by this time he couldn’t.  He had lost count.  He felt like his mouth was going to taste like cum forever.  The one thing he did know is that Cumface Dan was going to pay and pay bigtime.

After the cock had ejaculated and been removed, he was ordered to stand as his next ride was ready.  Dan was a tall bear of a man.  He stood at 6’7 and weighed over 300 pounds.  He was barrel chested and was covered in a layer of hair.  He obviously took care of his body.  Even flaccid his cock was 8 inches and thick.  It was also uncircumcised.

At the present time, Chad was functioning as a human horse.  He was attached to a two-man carriage with his wrists being cuffed to the carry bar, his hands lashed to the same bar with leather strips.  He had tit clamps attached to both nipples. Each clamp had a leather cord attached which went around his side and back to the carriage.  A tug on the left tit meant go left, a tug on the right tit meant go right and a tug on both tits meant go forward.  He had a ball stretcher attached to his nuts and a chain from the stretcher was attached to a 20-pound weight which lay on the ground.  He had been pulling it around for hours, so his nuts were very sore and tender.  His final piece of ornamentation was a leather covered piss gag attached behind his teeth.

For the last several hours he had been hauling people around the Campground, a yearly week-long gathering of leather men and kinksters.  Normally a top, he found himself in this situation because of a protégé that he and Brice, his friend and lover, had been training and assisting had gotten in over his head during a wrestling match, and control of the three of them was the price that had to be paid.  In addition to giving rides, when he had down time he was available for face fucking and even some water sports.

This was a mess that only Cumface Dan, the protégé, was responsible for and he would be brought to account eventually.  At the moment, Dan was leashed naked behind the carriage while Tank, the leader of the Demon’s motorcycle gang and the one who had wrestled Dan and his cohorts into this position, was sitting in the carriage.  He picked up the reigns and gave an equal pull to each tit signaling to go straight.  Chad’s tits screamed with pain, but he began pulling.  He had learned that refusal to obey meant the whip to the shoulders or back.  This only had to happen a couple of times before Chad figured out his options.

While Chad was taking Tank and Cumface back to the leader’s tent, Brice was strung up in the whipping pit although not for the purpose of being whipped.  He was chained in a widespread formation.  He had spent part of the morning as a urinal and part of the morning as a heavy labor slave moving rocks from one side of camp to the other for no other reason than to move them.  Slacking off was not advisable as his handlers also had whips.

Having decided it was time to move on to the next activity, Brice had been strung up in a spreadeagle fashion.  He had fought them and cursed and yelled but he had lost.  He was wondering which whip or instrument was going to be used when he heard a murmur of the crowd. 

Looking to his left he sighed and said “Oh no, not those two again.  Come on guys, somebody spank me or whip me but not those two.”

“Oh, look Stu, he missed us.”

“Well let’s show him how much we missed him, Chuckie.”

With that Stu and Chuck, two obvious nerds, slender, small and younger looking, walked up and began to fondle Brice’s tits, abs, chest, cock, balls and ass.  They slowly began to engorge his penis.

“Please guys, not again, yesterday was enough.”

“Oh, come on, not for a muscle hunk like you.”  And indeed, Brice was a muscle hunk.  He seemed to have muscles on muscle’s and was very defined.  He was worried because he had been edged by these two  twice yesterday for over three hours and was over it. But they weren’t.  As Brice began to harden, Chuck looked up at him and said, “Look let’s make a deal and we’ll get you off quickly.  Otherwise….”

“What do you want?” he asked apprehensively.

“Oh, nothing too major, but we think you would look good with a septal piercing for the next six months.  So let that happen and we get you off.”

Brice moaned as he was not a big fan of piercing, so he refused.

“That’s ok big man.  We have other ways of entertaining you.  With that, the two twinks began working Brice’s body perfectly and he was soon very hard. 

When they had edged him perfectly for about one hour, he agreed to a nasal piercing.  “I am so sorry,” Stu began.  “But that offer is off the table.”  As Stu said this, Brice was only one stroke away from cumming and was somewhat desperate. 

“However, we do have another offer.”

“What’s that,” Brice huffed in a very deep and husky sounding desperate voice.

“Well, in addition to a septal piercing, you get two tit rings and a prince albert piercing and keep them in for six months.”  As Stu talked about the tit rings, Chuck had sucked one tit into his mouth and was manipulating the other with his fingers, sending waves of pleasure soaring through Brice’s body.

“No, nope can’t agree to that.  Let’s just do the nasal one, please.”

“Nope it’s all or nothing.”

“Then nothing I suppose,” Brice lamented.  The twinks went back to work on Brice’s body.

While Brice was undergoing his first hour of edging, Chad had delivered Tank and Dan back to their tent and he was also moved over to a whipping site.  The Demons assigned to him, knew that he wasn’t simply going to go peacefully, so they slipped a shock collar on him.  Snake, one of the senior Demons, walked over to Chad.

He took Chad’s chin in his hand and turned it so that Chad was looking into his eyes.  “You are going to cooperate as we string you up, or you shall pay the price.  And this is what the price will be.”  With that Snake hit the button for the shock collar and Chad felt a pain that drove him to his knees and induced tears.

“Holding the remote out, he showed Chad that is was only at a ½ strength.  Chad’s eyes got bigger as Snake turned the device up to full strength.  “The next one will be much worse.”

Chad’s right hand was freed from the tow bar and the cuff was attached to a chain. This process was repeated with the left hand.  The Chains were then run through a pulley and tightened which pulled Chad into a standing position with his hands spread out over his head.  Cuffs were applied to his ankles, chains attached and these chains were stretched out and spiked into the ground.  He was now is a full spreadeagle position.

As he looked around, Chad saw a couple of twinkies headed in his direction.  He had seen what had happened to Brice and knew he was in for a long session of edging.  To his surprise, however, the two twinks stopped and began putting on full rubber suits.  Chad was confused but knew it probably wasn’t good.  Once they had those on, they applied rubber gloves to their hands.  They then walked over and began to caress and massage Chad’s chest and nipples.  His cock started to respond.  One of the twinks disappeared behind him as the other continued to work. 

Suddenly Chad felt a substance being applied to his back and rubbed in.  An obnoxious odor reached  up to his nose.  The twink in front disappeared for a second and returned with two handfuls of a creamy lotion which he started to apply to his chest and abs.  Revelation hit Chad and he realized that a hair remover was being applied.  He tried to move around but was held fairly tight.  The twinks made sure to get the gel everyone, including under the balls and around the asshole.

The one thing Chad loved was his hairy body as this meant masculinity.  No manscaping for him.  The twinks continued rubbing until the lotion was applied completely to his body from the neck down.  A slow burning sensation began in his skin and built to a mildly annoying level.  The twinks walked away and sat on the ground watching.  After about 20 minutes, Chad felt an ice-cold spray hit his back and it continued until his entire body had been washed clean.  The twinks did a close inspection and noticed some body hair remained.  So, a second application of the cream was applied.  This time the burning sensation was more intense, so Chad fidgeted as much as possible trying to relieve the burn, knowing it wasn’t possible.  Once again the cold blast was sprayed over his entire body.

The twinks did a close inspection and noted that no body hair remained.   This was very embarrassing to Chad as he had never been hairless before.  As he hung there, he watched as the twinks brought out another lotion and once again applied it over his entire body.  This one was really uncomfortable. 

Just as the twinks finished applying the lotion, Tank walked over leading Dan by a chain and looked up at Chad.

“This last treatment is a hair growth inhibitor.  While I wished it would prevent your hair from growing back, it will only retard it.  You are going to be a hairless bear for quite some time.”  He reached up and stroked Chad’s cheek as Chad pulled back and looked at Tank with hate.

Tank laughed and he grabbed at his crotch.  “That look gets me hard every time, boy.”  He then walked away.

“I’m sorry, Chad, I’m…” Dan began before Tank whipped around and bitched slapped him.  “No talking bitch.  But you really should be sorry, because Chad is being unmanned because of you.  So, enjoy it.”  With that, Tank reached down and began to massage Dan’s cock and balls which responded and began to engorge.  The cockring as well as the Viagra administered earlier helped.  “Look at you slutboy.  Getting a hardon while watching your friend being humiliated.  And it is all your doing, but that doesn’t stop you from getting a hardon.  Yep, what a big slut you are.”

Tank laughed as he led Dan away.  Once more the ice-cold spray hit Chad as the cream was washed off.  Snake then walked over and attached a chain to the ball stretcher locked on Chad.  He ran the chain through an eyebolt screwed into the ground until the balls were stretched and Chad was moaning.  The chains on the arms were loosened so that Chad could kneel somewhat to relieve the pain.  Snake then increased the stretch again. This process was repeated until Chad was down on his knees with his arms stretch out.

Chad heard a buzzing sound and then felt something running through his hair.  He saw hair falling down his face and realized he was being barbered.  As the barber walked around to make sure all the hair was removed, Chad realized that Dan was his barber. 

“All because you couldn’t handle a little reffing job,” Dan intoned, looking over at Tank who was nodding his head as he worked.  Dan fucking hated what he was doing, helping to demean his friend.  But Dan knew that refusing to do as he was told, would have major consequences for him as well as Chad.  And he would rather face the wrath of Chad than the wrath of Tank.  This realization was playing havoc with Dan mentally.  Which Tank thought was perfect.

The buzzing sound continued until he was nearly bald.  He then felt shaving cream being smeared on his head and a razor was applied removing all remnants of hair.  One of the twinks come around front and removed the eyebrows as well.  Any beard or mustache growth was removed as well.  The final cream was then applied to his head and face.

When the cream was removed later, Chad’s head was now clean as a cueball and would be for some months.  Tank laughed as he looked at a totally hairless Chad and then lead Dan away.

“Well, can’t call him a bear anymore, but one benefit is that his junk now looks fucking humongous.  So, what should we call him,” one twink asked the other?

Several suggestions were called out, but a particularly loud voice from the crowd shouted out, “how about a hairless freak.” 

The two twinks looked at each other and nodded.  “Hairless freak it is.”  Standing in the audience, Choirboy, who had called out the suggestion just laughed. He made a mental promise to himself not to get on the wrong side of Tank.  Although, maybe he should befriend him and learn a thing or two. But he was also wondering how he could get his hands on Chad, and his cock as well.

One of the twinks then stepped forward, grabbed Chad by the back of the head and inserted his cock through the cock gag and slammed forward face fucking Chad until the twink came.  While he was doing this the other twink dropped down and gave Chad a blow job until Chad come as well.  It was the only enjoyable moment he had for the past 24 hours.

After Chad had discharged his load, the twink had dropped his genitals into an ice-cold bowl of water causing Chad’s dick to shrink to its smallest size.  Chad looked on in confusion as one of the twinks walked over with an ear-piercing gun.  He soon found out what it was for.  The twinks stretched his foreskin out as far as possible, and using the gun, inserted a series of studs across his foreskin right in front of the cockhead.  When done, his cock was trapped within the foreskin and could not thicken.  The twins tested this out by fingers, lips, teeth and trying to arouse the hairless giant.  All that happened was moaning and whimpering from Chad as his cock tried to engorge but failed.  It was painful.  While his genitals looked humongous they were now unusable.   He was essentially in self-induced Chastity.

“Yep, definitely stay on Tank’s good side,”  Choirboy chortled as he walked away.  His heavily bondaged boytoy Kyle followed him, hoping that Choirboy hadn’t gotten any new ideas.

By this point, the crowd was having a field day at Chad’s expense, laughing, cajoling and sneering at him.  At the start of the day, Chad would have told you it would probably be impossible to embarrass him.  He had now been proven wrong.  And the crowd couldn’t have been happier watching this giant of man reduced to this.  If he wasn’t the one hanging here, he would probably enjoy it as well.  After all this was the week of king at the Campground.

For the next hour, selected members of the crowd were allowed to make use of Chad’s mouth and several volunteers were allowed to explore his body.  Chad was extremely frustrated as he couldn’t get erect and had to succumb to this use.

While Chad was getting his treatment, just across the field, Brice was undergoing his second hour of edging, each time being brought just to the edge of coming and then pulled back.  The twinks were experts at this. Brice would never have imagined this from guys he used to look somewhat down upon, but he now had newfound respect.

“Oh, fuck guys, come on, please let me cum.  Just let me cum, I’m begging you, anything just please let me cum.”

The one twink took his mouth off of Brice’s tit and replaced it with his fingers.  He put his head up to Brice’s ear and said, “You know what has to be done, musclehead.  All you have to do is beg these two little twinks to pierce you.”

Brice whimpered and held out for several more minutes before he gasped out.  “Yes, yes please pierce me, and let me cum.”

“Where do you want to be pierced, muscle pussy.”

Hearing the insult should have sent Bruce into a rage, but he was so desperate to cum that he no longer cared.  “Pierce my goddamn, nose, tits and cockhead, but please just let me cum,” Brice pleaded with desperation in his voice.

“Well, since you asked nicely. But the price has gone up to 12 months before taking them out.”

“Whatever, just fucking let me fucking cum.”

The two twinks then coordinated their next movements and in just a few seconds Brice was shooting one of the biggest loads of his life.  It flew above his head and drenched him and both twinks.  And if Brice was being truthful, it was the most pleasurable ejaculation that he had ever had.  The watching crowd just cheered and applauded.

When it was over, the twinks invited anyone who wanted to scoop some cum off of Brice and them.  Several took advantage of such an offer.  One of the twinks twirled his fingers in the cum and then offered his fingers up to Brice.  Brice did not have the strength to resist, so he sucked the fingers clean.

As he hung limp in the chains, Brice was suddenly thrust back into full consciousness as his body was hit with ice cold water as his body was cleaned up.  Soft cotton towels were then used to dry him down.  The twinks made sure to rub gently and seductively and Brice felt his cock began to engorge even though he had just had the biggest orgasm of his life.

One of the twinks reached down and began to slowly jerk the cock.  “No, no, no please don’t, please don’t,” Brice cried as he thrashed around because after cumming his cock became very tender and sensitive.  The twinks had been counting on this and in spite of the pain, they soon had Brice hard and horny again.

They started their routine over again, teasing Brice to the edge and then bringing him back.  Brice had tears as he begged them to stop, but as it got farther along, begged them to get him off again.  He was also aware that videos were being taken of two twinks reducing him and his muscular body to a pathetic whimpering wimp.

Soon a third guy came over, dropped to his knees behind Brice, spread his ass checks and began kissing and tonguing around his ass.  This immediately sent shivers of pleasure radiating across his body and unbelievably increased the engorgement of his cock.  He was feeling pleasure radiating from every pleasure center of his body.

But every time he felt he was close to getting relief, they would back off and cool him down just a bit.  When he felt he was close, he would try everything he could, even bound as he was, to push himself over the edge.  But these two, err now three, were experts at what they did.  Brice had been pushed to the edge over and over for the past 90 minutes and was desperate for it to end.

“Okay, guys, please, please, anything you want, just please let me cum, please.  Sirs, Masters I beg you, please.”  Brice had never begged a day in his life, but at this point he was willing to do whatever it took.  It felt as if he was begging for his life and he had no shame left.

One of the twinks, stood so that he was face to face with Brice.  “Well, a nice little tattoo right here,” he said as he slapped the right ass cheek, “would probably so excite us that we would be willing to finish you off.”

“Aahh, no, no Tattoos,” Brice pleaded.  He wasn’t a fan of tats.

“Well then, I guess we will just continue our little fun.”  And with that the three redoubled their efforts.

“Okay, okay, yeah, just on the ass, right?”, Brice broke.

“Sure, just on the ass and it would say…” The twink then leaned in and whispered into Brice’s ear.

“NO” Brice screamed.  As soon as he did the trio went back to work.

Seconds later, Brice screamed out “YES, YES,  do it.”

“No,” was the twinks reply.  Brice was getting close to hysteria.  “If you want it, you  have to ask for it.  And convince us you mean it.”

“Okay, pleeeaaase, Sirs please Tattoo my right ass cheek with your message.  Please sirs, please,”  Brice whined as he broke down into sobs, “please.”

The twink nodded to his companions and they set about giving Brice an even better ejaculation that he had before.  The powerful stream once again shot high in the air but the amount was diminished. It felt like he ejaculated forever, but he finally finished.  When he did, he slumped in the chains almost out of it.

The first twink reached up and lifted Brice’s head and pressed a very simple but passionate kiss on his lips.

“Now that was worth it, don’t you think?”  he husked at Brice.  “How about you show a little gratitude.”

Brice mumbled, so that only the twinks could hear, “yes, it was worth it and thank you. Thank you.”

The twink slide his hand down and grabbed Brice by the balls and began to squeeze.

“Cum on man, let everyone know how much you liked it.”  He continued to slowly increase the pressure.

Brice then screamed “YES, it was worth it, thank you, sirs, thank you.”  He then slumped down again.

The twink released the balls and the three of them fist bumped.

One of the orange “safety officers” of the campground walked over.

“Uhhh, guys.  That was definitely one damned fine Demonstration.  But,”  he began.

The three twinks just stared at him.

“But, well, uhm, I’m afraid that the tattooing is out of bounds.  The piercings are fine, and you can do a temporary tat, but not a permanent one.”

The first twink started to say something but he was interrupted by Brice.  “No, no they can tattoo me.  They earned it fair and square.”

The safety officer turned to Brice and said “Are you sure.  It has to be voluntary.”

Brice responded, “God help me, but I’m sure. They bested me and I’ll keep my word,” in an exhausted voice. He then looked at the three twinks and then lowered his eyes in a sign of respect.

“Well, then, okay boys, he’s yours.”

He then high fived the trio and walked off.  The trio broke out in grins that spread over their entire faces as the crowd cheered and applauded.  While the crowd now had major respect for the twinks, they also had it for Brice, who realized he had truly been owned.

Brice was then lowered to the ground where he lay for about 30 minutes, exhausted.  He had been edged to the point of ejaculation and kept there for a total of  nearly 4 hours today.   He was exhausted.

Even so, the twinks were taking no chances.  A metal collar was placed around the neck, the chains were removed from the wrist and the wrist cuffs then had a short chain placed between them.  This was repeated with the ankle cuffs.  A ball stretcher, short, was placed and then a chain ran from here to the chain connecting the ankles.

Brice was then lead by the leash, on his hands and knees across the camp and to the piercing and tattooing tent.  A large crowed followed.  As the group entered the tent, one of the twinks turned to the crowd and said, “Sorry folks, no one else allowed in.  You will have to wait for the great reveal later tonight.”  The group groaned but broke up with many of them leaving in pairs or groups obviously headed for some sexual activity.

Meanwhile, after the last cock had erupted down Chad’s throat, the carriage was brought over and Chad was reattached, including his ball weight.  He tried to fight it, but without any true resistance.  Once again he was ready for horse duty so that everyone could get a good look at the new Chad.  After several such rides around the campground, at Tank’s behest, Chad was stopped as Dan placed Chad back into his black and white leather ref’s vest telling Chad as he did.

“Just a reminder of how you ended up in this position.  Your inability to maintain control of a wrestling ring, like a real man would.  And putting your own pleasure over that of your friend.”  You could almost hear the regret in Dan’s voice as he uttered those words, but looking over at Tank he knew he had no choice.  He was responsible for his friends being in these positions, but he was also going to be active in their humiliation. 

Tank then grabbed the leash and headed off with Dan while the next rider boarded the carriage and picked up the reigns.  Tank led Dan across the campground to the piercing and tattooing tent.  He nodded to the Demon guarding the entrance and led Dan inside.  Dan resisted until Tank looked at him and said, “Don’t worry.  It’s not for you ----today.”

Brice was sitting on a stool while the piercer was marking his nose, tits and cockhead.  His feet were shackled to the stool and his hands were shackled behind his back to two chains hanging from his locked steel collar.  Once he had finished he looked over at Tank and said “We are ready to go here.”

“Let’s do this.”  The piercer picked up the clamp and locked into place on the septum.  Tank led Dan over and he was handed the piercing needle and guard.  “You place this hollow guard here, on one side of the clamp and then inserted the needle on the other side and into the guard.  You then remove the guard and place the ring.”

Dan looked horrified that he was expected to do this and just stood there.  Tank reached over and grabbed Dan’s balls and began to squeeze.  “Chop, chop Cumface or it may be you on the other end of that needle.”

With great reluctance, Dan did as he was told and pushed the needle through the septum.  The only reaction from Brice was a sudden intake of breath.  Dan was then handed the septal ring, which appeared huge as it was a 10 g ring.  He inserted it into the hole he had just made.  Brice was staring daggers through Dan throughout.  The piercer then finished up sealing the ring in place.

Next clamps were placed on each of Brice’s nipple and the process was repeated, again by Dan. This time 12 g rings were inserted.  Hanging off the right ring was a pride flag and hanging off the left ring was a twink flag (yes there is such a flag) symbolizing how he got into this mess.

And finally, the 10 g Prince Albert was ready to be inserted.  Dan was shaking so bad that he was having trouble getting everything in proper position.  This time as the needle was inserted Brice, grunted and groaned but remained still.  Dan almost dropped the PA as he was inserting it, but manage to get it in place.

He then stood up and looked Brice in the eye.

“You wouldn’t be here if you were more of a real man.  To think that I thought you and the hairless freak could teach me anything.  You couldn’t even protect me from one wrestler.”

Brice was confused by “hairless freak” comment, but figured it would become obvious later.  “Fuck you cumface.  Just remember your time is coming.”  There was a lot of venom in that statement.

“Okay, we’re done here since I doubt that cumface here could do a tattoo,” Tank stated.

Dan stuttered, “Tat…” before he felt Tank’s hands on his balls and shut his mouth.  He wasn’t sure what was happening but he knew this day was getting worse and worse.  Tank laughed, grabbed the leash and exited the door with Dan in tow.

Brice was taken over to a padded table, making sure he was continuously in bondage, and laid on his stomach. Fortunately, there were cutouts for his nips and his cock, so that he wasn’t laying on his fresh piercings.  The twinks wanted to make sure the tattoo was perfect.  The tattooist picked up the stencil he had made, placed it on the right ass cheek and transferred the image.  The twinks looked at it and approved.

For the next two hours, Brice felt like a hive of bees were continually stinging his asscheeks.  Finally, he heard, “Alright, check it out.”

He heard two hands hitting in a high five followed by exclamations of “Awesome dude.  And right there on the ass of a muscle stud.”

The tattooist placed the bandage, and Brice was stood up. A leash was then attached to his nose ring and he was led out of the tent and back to the Demons living area.  His hands remained behind his back and a chain between his ankle cuffs so that he had to shuffle on the way back.  Once there, his hands were released from the cuffs on his back and he was placed into a medium dog cage.

“There is water and kibble at that end.  Eat and rest while you can.  You still have some duties to perform tonight and in the morning.”  The Demon smirked as he said this, locked the cage and exited the tent.  Brice tried to find a comfortable position and finally did and drifted off to sleep.

While Brice was getting his makeover, Chad was pulling the carriage for what felt like the millionth time today.  He knew every inch of the campground.  He would never have believed it possible but he was humiliated at the way he felt and the way people looked at him.  Finally, he pulled up in front of Tank’s tent and was released from the carriage.  As usually he was placed back into bondage to keep him under control.  He was then walked over to his “sleeping area” where he had the piss gag removed prior to being place in a dog cage.

“No talking.  Kibble and water at that end.  Sleep while you can.  Work to do later tonight and in the am,” the Demon stated.  As he settled down, Chad looked to the other side of the area where he saw Brice already asleep in a cage.  Dan was nowhere to be seen.

While Chad and Brice had been going through their physical assaults, Dan had been going through mental ones.  After being returned to Tank’s tent, he had been taken to a picnic area in the back  where many of the Demons had been assembled.  He was then instructed by Tank to explain how he had gotten into this position.

“Well, I accepted a challenge from Tank,” he began when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his scrotum causing him to gasp. Looking at his groin, the assembled bikers could see that his cock ring had been replaced, his cock pumped to full hardness, and his balls encased in some sort of leather ball sack.  The ball sack was lined with many tiny electrodes capable of delivering electrical shocks.  How intense they were depended on the setting that Tank used.

“Wrong fuckface.  I said a truthful account,” Tank said.

Dan just looked up and tried to determine what he had done wrong and began again “After being challenged by Mr. Tank,’’ was interrupted by a scream as the pain again radiated from his balls.

“Jesus man, err boy, do I have to spell everything out for you.  It should be something like this.”  With that statement, Tank handed Dan a piece of paper with a speech written on it.

Knowing what was expected he began to read it aloud.    “After realizing that Tank was superior to me in every way, I could not refuse when he challenged me to a wrestling match.  Knowing that I couldn’t hope to compete with such a true stud, I tried to cheat and turn the tide in my favor, by recruiting two of comrades to help me out in the ring.  Unfortunately, I chose two weak pussies like myself.”

“I can’t say this,” Dan shouted.  The next thing he knew he was on the ground screaming and holding his balls.  He had never felt such pain in his nuts before. 

Tank walked over and showed him that the remote was only set to an 8.  He watched as the dial was turned up to a 9.  “Want to try again?”

Dan nodded yes and got back to his feet.  “After realizing that Tank was superior to me in every way, I could not refuse when he challenged me to a match.  Knowing that I couldn’t hope to compete with such a true stud, I tried to cheat and turn the tide in my favor, by recruiting two of my fuck buddies to help me out in the ring.  Unfortunately, they were better at sucking and being fucked, as they were true pussies like myself.  Master Tank proceeded to give me a master class in how to wrestle and defeat your opponent while obeying all the ring rules.  When he caught my two friends cheating to help me, he made sure that they were removed from the area and appropriate actions were taken against them.  After they were removed from the action, he gave me every opportunity to prove myself as a wrestler and as a man.  Even when he played by the rules and I tried to cheat, it was a losing battle as my natural position as a bitch and slutboy was easily overcome by his superior talent and the fact he was truly a real Man.  Having failed in the ring, I asked him to show me my appropriate place in the world and he graciously agreed to donate his time to do so.  After being shown the errors of my ways,  I also gladly assisted him in showing my friends what happens to cheaters by helping to put them in their places.  I am extremely thankful to Master Tank for his lessons and look forward to his continued lessons as does my pussy friends.”  Dan looked horrified after he had finished.

Tank walked up to him. “You have 15 minutes to get that memorized for the taping.  Fail and,” he reached over and turned the remote up to 10.

After his allotted time was up, Dan was prepped for his taping.  His hands were fastened wrist to elbow behind his back, his cocked was fluffed to full attention, a ball stretcher was applied and 10-pound weights hung from it, and heavy-duty tit clamps were applied.  One of the Demons with a camera set up signaled for Dan to begin.

Streaming out on a live channel, Dan performed his speech perfectly.  After finishing, he was greeted with applause and cheers from the assembled crew.  After the taping was done, Dan was walked around the camp where he was required to give his little speech over and over.  This continued until it was time to help place Chad and Brice into their proper places. He was then taken to assist in their further humiliations.

He was then taken to the dungeon where he was pegged on a large dildo, had the ball sack replaced, and locked into place.  He was ordered to repeat his little speech over and over as Tank left the tent. “I’ll know if you slack off.”  For the next two hours, Dan repeated his speech over and over, ignoring the shock of pain in his balls and his ass.

He was finally removed from his bondage and the peg was taken out.  He was exhausted, mentally and physically,  and was returned Tank’s tent where he was placed in a dog cage.

“Get some rest, slutboy.  Main event is in a couple of hours,” Tank sneered.

The flyers had appeared throughout the camp:  Tonight, at the Wrestling Ring; Cum see Cumface Dan in his most epic performance yet, food drinks and a good time for all.

The cart stood amidst the Demon’s tents.  It had been loaded in the back with the materials needed for tonight’s performances.  It was a fully loaded cart and due to a light sprinkling of rain, it was sinking slightly into the dirt and mud in some places.  Tank realized that it would need more horse power than just Chad, so Brice had also been placed into harness for the trip to the staging area.

Anyone new to the campground would see Chad, a completely hairless, 6’7 330 pounds plus barrel chested beast of a man harnessed to the front of the chart. His chest was well developed, but his stomach was not ripped, but looked “soft”;  It was an illusion for it was very muscular as well.  His wrists cuffed to the tow bar, his hands wrapped around the tow bar and secured with leather straps.  A heavy-duty tit clamp applied to each tit with a leather cord trailing from the clamps, around the side and back to the carriage.  They would see a thick cock shortened and trapped within its foreskin by piercings, and a wide leather ball stretcher with D ring to which a heavy chain was attached leading to a 30-pound weight laying on the ground.  Encased in his mouth was a wide leather covered piss gag.  His feet would be unshod.

Next to him, they would see a naked Brice, a shorter man at 5’10.  The height difference was laughable, but  what wasn’t laughable was the heavy musculature which appeared to be muscle tacked onto muscle.  His hands and wrists had also been attached to the two bars in the same manner at Chad.  Through his nose he sported a large thick septal piercing to which a leather cord had been tied with the other end tied to the thick Prince Albert piercing his cock head.  The strap was short enough that when he raised his head to look forward it would pull his cockhead further up his abdomen causing pain.  To relieve the pain, he would have to tilt his head, which made seeing ahead somewhat difficult.  The leather reigns were attached to tit rings, pierced through each tit.  Also attached to the right tit ring was a gay flag charm, while the left tit right sported a twink flag charm.  His scrotum was also burdened with a wide ball stretcher attached to a 30-pound weight.  He too wore a piss gag.  He also had a large bandage over his right butt cheek.

Once Tank felt that the wagon was fully loaded, he walked Dan over and attached him to the back of the wagon by a leash from his collar.  Dan stood at 6’2” tall and weighed 225 pounds. He sported a sever buzz cut,  Attached to his neck was a thick metal collar with the words slutboy inscribed in the front.  From the back hung two chains which led part way down the back and each chain ended in a wrist cuff to which Dan’s hands were attached.  He wore a tight cock ring and his cock was fully engorged and crawling up his lower abs.  He was otherwise completely nude.

After attaching Dan, Tank crawled up onto the bench in the front of the cart.  He was joined by Butch and Snake, two fellow Demon motorcycle club members.  Once in position he picked up the reigns from the “horses” and gave all four an even pull backward which signaled move straight ahead.

The two attached men, began straining to get the cart moving.  With the recent rain, it made the ground soft and caused the cart to slightly sink into the ground, making it more difficult to get it moving.  Both men were straining and pulling with all their might.  The sound of a whip cracking above their heads encouraged them to pull hard.  Finally, they managed to get the cart to rolling, slowly at first but slowly picking up speed.  The two horses were driven across the campground to where the wrestling ring was set up.

When they arrived, they were covered in a sheen of sweat which only accented Chad’s hairlessness and Brice’s musculature.  They both had admires and detractors cheering, laughing, taunting and threatening all along the way.

Once at the ring, they had been “detached” from the cart but remained in bondage. Each had a short chain connecting their wrists, a hobble chain restricting movement by being attached to each ankle.  The ball stretchers and weights remained attached as they were forced to unload the cart and deposit the needed supplies within the ring.  Once the material was in the ring, they assembled it, such that was a platform about two feet high in the center of the ring, topped with a king-sized mattress which was heavily stained.  Next to this a small 3 ft by 3 ft podium, 3 feet high had been constructed.  They then were forced to remove the ring ropes from all sides so that the audience could get a better look.

They, along with Dan, then knelt in front of the mattress and stared out at the crowd.  While being put into position, the looks form Chad and Brice to Dan could only be described as lethal.  Although not in as much bondage, Dan looked the much worse for wear and more beat down that his companions.

At the appointed time, Tank climbed into the ring with a microphone in his hand.  Most of the campground had turned out for the festivities.  Up front stood Spike and his entourage and Choirboy.  While they were rivals, they put those feeling aside for tonight to get in on the action.

“All right you deviants and degenerates, welcome to tonight’s entertainment.  Having shown these three poor excuses for men what their true purposes are, I thought I would share my good fortune with you tonight.”  A large cheer went up from the crowd.

“First up, Cumface here would like to address you guys.”  Another cheer arose.

Dan stood up and took a step up onto the platform and was handed the microphone by Tank.  He looked nervously over at Chad and Brice.  He also noted that there was videoing and filming from cameras and cellphones going on.  This was usually discouraged unless the parties had consented.  Tank had consented for everybody.

“I also wanted to offer my thanks for all of you being here tonight.  As part of my gratitude to Tank for being such a good role model of a true man, and helping me see that I am…am… just a slutboy, I am going to offer him my version of a thank you.  As you can see, there are two other pussies up here as well.  These were, I thought, my “friends” but they took their own needs and pleasures into account and abandoned me when I needed their guidance.”  This elicited a lot of hooting and laughter from the crowd.  The looks that Chad and Dan were shooting toward Dan were even more intense.

“Fortunately, Tank was there to replace them and to show me how real men wrestle within the rules and still win.”  This comment caused a great deal of hooting and derision.  Tank simply looked out, smiled at the crowd and shot then a double fuck you sign, much to their delight.

“For the first part of tonight’s entertainment, I would like to display to you, the tattoo that this muscle bound himbo asked, no begged, to be placed on his right ass.”  One of the Demons pulled Brice to his feet and turned him ass outward to the crowd.   Dan invited Stu and Chuck, onto the stage and Dan walked over, and with some fanfare yanked the bandage from Brice’s ass revealing the following tattoo.

            BESTED

                 By

        Stu and Chuck

Once the bandage was removed and the tattoo was revealed, the crowd went crazy.  Brice had been marked for all the world to see.  Stu and Chuck threw their arms up in a victory pose and high fived each other.  Butch took a snap of the tat so that he could show Brice.  Brice actually blushed and look downward.  Chad’s look just become more murderous.

“Now, since these two put their own desires first, when they should have been looking after me,” Dan began, “they will be having their desires met again tonight while the main entertainment is going one.”

With that Chad had a hood forced over his head, was hauled from the ring and taken to the nearest ring post.  He was sat in front of the ring post while the two leather appendages from the back of the mash were lashed around the post.  His hands were cuffed behind the post as well and his mouth was, of course, forced open by the leather piss gag.

“The cock sleeve is now open for business,” Dan announced.  He looked with a great deal of sorrow at Chad as a line began to form.

While Chad was being lashed into place, Brice had been removed from the ring and placed chest up on the ground.  Each of his limbs had been spread out and the cuffs attached to rings embedded into the ground.  One of the crowd, stripped off his shorts and sat on Brice’s face where Brice’s tongue began to rim.  At the same time, Stu and Chuck come over dropped down and began to caress and massage Brice.

Whimpering could be heard escaping from the muffled man as his edging session began for the third time.

“And over there, the rim station is now open. See the Demon standing there for an appointment.  They are each for 15 minutes.”  Dan, almost in tears, handed the microphone back to Tank.

“Okay, the side shows have been set up, now time for the main attraction to begin.”  With that Tank stood up on the podium, looked at Dan and snapped his fingers.

Dan did as he had been instructed and slowly began to worship Tank’s body, moving his hands mouth and tongue across every inch.  Eventually, he removed Tank’s jeans and began to work on his cock until it stood up long and thick and fully engorged.  Dan was then handed a jar of lube which he used to generous grease up said prick.  Anxiety ran rampant in Dan and he had a good idea what was about to happen.

Tank stepped down from the podium and lay back on the bed with his legs bent at the knees over the edge.  He then instructed Dan to “lube up and sit balls deep on my manly cock.”

Dan, with some reluctance, did as instructed.  As he slowly lowered his ass onto the hard a rock dick, he moaned from the discomfort after his double dicking from last night.  As he continued to slowly lower himself, Tank reached up and placed his hands on each hip and pulled Dan with one jerking motion all the way down to his balls.  Dan screamed, and the crowd cheered.

Tank then began lift and pull Dan up and down on his cock.  Dan had essentially been turned into a fleshlight.  As Dan was pulled completely down, Tank released the hips, grabbed the shoulders and then pulled Dan down so that they were chest to chest with Tank balls deep on Dan’s ass.

Butch walked into the ring and inserted a finger besides Tanks dick and pushed it into the ass.  The crowd knew what was next and began shouting encouragement.  Dan also knew what was next and whimpered.

Tank reached up and slapped Dan.  “Don’t try to pretend you don’t love this cumface slutboy.  Sure, shot your load last night, multiple times.”

Dan simply continued to moan as Butch inserted two and then three fingers, rotating and stretching out the ass.  Dan suddenly felt the fingers being removed and tensed up as he knew what was about to happen.

“Be better off relaxing slutboy.  It’ll be easier, but any way you look at it that cock is coming in.”

Butch slowly inserted the head and part of the shaft into the ass, stretching it open as Dan’s whimpering increased in volume.

“Slam it, slam it, slam it,” the crowd began to chant.  After teasing a little, Butch did just that slamming his cock all the way in with one big shove.  Another scream came from Dan.  Dan and Tank then set up a rhythm as they double fucked Dan’s ass.  Dan’s whimpers turned to moans of pleasure as his prostate was given a good massage.  Through the pleasure emanating from his body, Dan heard the audience gasp and then heard snatches of shouts.

“No fucking way, oh my god really, sucks to be him,” were the ones he could process.  He felt Butch’s chest hair began to scratch his back as Butch lay across his back.  He then felt his ass widening as another finger was inserted.  It took him a moment to figure out what was happening  He looked at Tank and started to scream “no, no, no,” before Tank grabbed both sides of his face and pulled him down for a rough and demanding kiss to shut him up.  He also felt Butch’s hands lock around his upper body and arms to hold him in place.  Butch’s hands also began to work Dan’s tits.

The crowd was staring in awe, as Snake inserted first one then two and finally three fingers alongside his fellow Demons’ cocks.  With each insertion Dan felt his ass stretch and felt fresh pain.  Finally, the three fingers were removed and Snake’s long well lubricated cock was inserted between the two cocks already embedded.  Unlike the others, Snake did not slam it in but worked in slowly until he was completely in.

Tank released the lip lock and whispered to Dan,  “Congratulations, as if there was any doubt, you are officially a slut boy.  You’ve got the cocks of three real mean inside that worthless pussy body of yours.  And for all in attendance and the whole world to see.”

Dan whimpered as some tears began to flow as he realized this was also on the internet.  The three Demons soon set up a coordinated rhythm as they triple fucked the wrestler’s ass.  Somewhere along the way, Dan’s whimpers turned to moans of pleasure and his cock began to thickening and arouse.

Shortly he was saying and then screaming, “fuck me, oh yeah fuck me.  Come on harder, harder.”  With each thrust and each shout, his cock aroused more until Dan and Tank felt a wad of cum shooting between their plastered abs.

“Ooohhh,  ffuuuuuck,” Dan screamed as the height of arousal was reached.  The crowd cheered and began chanting, “Cumface slutboy, cumface slutboy, cumface slutboy.”

Dan even moaned with pleasure even after he had cum, as the three Demons continued to fuck until they also came, almost in unison screaming loudly as they did so.  After cumming, the Demons all relaxed.  Snake slide his cock out and then set down on the mattress his cock covered in slime and cum.

Butch followed, and then Tank flipped Dan over to his back and, with his cock still buried, looked Dan in the eye and said.  “You are going to be craving that someday.  And when you do you will come begging me to assist you.  Just think about what you’re going to be willing to pay for that pleasure.”  With that, Tank slipped out and sat next to his fellow Demons on the edge of the bed.

He then reached over and slapped Dan in the balls.  “You know what’s next cumface slutboy.”

Indeed, Dan did know what came next.  He slowly sat up, slipped off the bed to his knees and began using his mouth to clean up his three fuckers.  He did this enthusiastically.

When the loud cry of the three Demons cumming filled the hour, a Demon near Chad and Brice, leaned over and said to the two, “Your boy has just been slutified by the Demons.  He now knows his place.  He just got triple fucked and loved the hell out of it.”

Both Chad and Brice began to process that information as they continued to perform their function.  Once the three Demons had been cleaned up, Tank invited three of the audience members to the stage and gave them the same three fuck and clean up routine despite Dan’s begging not too.  All told Dan was triple fucked 5 times and he felt that his leaking ass would never close.

During this entire time, Chad and Brice had been kept busy.  In fact, Brice had been reduced to a mumbling, licking mess as he had been edged, for the third time, for about 3 hours before he was allowed to cum.  The twins then left him alone, but the crowd didn’t and continued to use his tongue.

It was very early in the morning when the three entertainers had completed their tasks and were returned to the Demons tents. This was accomplished by Chad and Dan being in chains and led back to the tents by Dan, Chad’s leash attached to his ball stretcher and Brice’s to his PA. Once back at the tent, Dan locked his two friends into their cages.

Tank looked at the three and said, “you’ve got about two hours before the next activity.  Use it wisely.”  He then walked Dan into his tent and had him lay at the foot of his bed.  All three were asleep within minutes. 

Tank woke from sleep, stretched and smiled as he got out of bed.  He put on his boots and then kicked Dan in the side.   “Wake up slutty, time for breakfast.”

Dan groggily opened his eyes, moaned and climbed to his feet.  He was exhausted but only had a few more hours to go before he was released by Tank.  But then the truly hard part began, trying to repair things with Chad and Brice.

Tank grabbed the end of the leash and marched Dan out of the tent and over to the dinning tent.  There was a fairly long line to get into the place, much longer than usual, but as Tank and Dan walked toward the back of the line they heard a voice call out.

“Mr. Tank, Mr. Cumface come on up front,” Bully cried out from near the entrance.  There were shouts and grumbles of discontent as the two walked toward the front of the line at the door.  A few threats were even made.

The air was then rent by the sound of a sharp whistle from near the front of the line.  A slim bald man stepped out of line. He had multiple tattoos and a nose ring.  He was shirtless and wearing a pair of tight bleached jeans, mostly white, and a pair of boots.

“Are you fucking dingbats serious??  The only reason you are in line is because of the efforts of these two,” Angel yelled as Tank and Dan walked up front.  “So, you have to wait a few more minutes.  Get the fuck over it.  And if any one has any problems with that, me and my boys will be more than happy to see you behind the tent.”  The last had a great deal of menace in the words.

There was silence from the assembled men, until a deep rumble called out “Oooh, I have a problem with it,”  a mountain of man said from the back.  He was well over 6 feet tall.

Angel just chuckled as he said “Frank, for the gazillith time, NO!”  The mountain just grinned and shot Angel the finger.

 

Tank and Dan got to the front of the line where Bully was standing.  “Mr. Spike said to bring you guys right in.  So please follow me Sir.”  This last was directed at Tank. 

“Since it’s a four top, can I bring in Butch and Snake?”  Tank asked.

A few more mumbles were heard from the line, but they died down as Angel stared at the individuals.

The three Demons then walked into the tent with Dan following along at the end of his leash.  They were seated at a table toward the back which gave a good view over the entire dining area.  Well, the three Demons were sat, Dan knelt by the chair of Tank.

“Twink lover will be here in a minute,” Bully said.

“Twink lover?”  Tank inquired.

“Yes Mr. Tank.  Mr. Spike and Mr. Patriot came up with that nickname for him.”

Tank just mumbled “they need something to occupy there time.”  Just then the tinkle of bells could be heard and Tank looked in the direction of the sound.  He and three Demons burst into laughter at the site, while Dan cringed.

Walking toward the Table was a naked Brice.  He had piercings in his nose, tits and the head of his cock.  Each of these had small bells attached.  He was fitted with a ball gag, leather cockring, and a ball stretcher with a 10-pound weight swinging between his legs.  His feet where cuffed together with a short chain, which caused him to shuffle more than walk which kept the ten-pound weight in constant motion.

Arriving at the table, he poised his stylus over the iPad he was carrying.  He looked at the table expectantly and grunted.

“Wow, while the order takers look good, they ain’t much for conversation,” Butch joked.  The three Demons all ordered a full American breakfast, while Tank got Dan oatmeal with fruit served in a dog bowl.  There was nothing unusual about this order at the campground.  After typing with stylus and pushing a couple of buttons, Brice turned the iPad around so that the table could see “Order received” on the screen.  He then turned to go to the next table.  As he walked by Snake, Snake reached out and sent the weight to swinging harder.  Brice grunted at the pain.  The table laughed when they saw the “BESTED BY” tattoo on Brice’s right ass cheek.

In just a couple of minutes, Chad, or hairless freak, was seen shuffling to the table. He had no visible body hair at all.  He also was naked, had tit clamps applied and wore an extra wide ball stretcher with 10 pounds weighing them down.  His balls were literally blue in color and his cock was trapped in its own foreskin by piercings across the foreskin near the head of the cock. Chad winced with most steps, but the piss gag in his mouth only really allowed incoherent sounds to be heard.

Around his waist was a tight leather belt.  In the front, the belt was attached to a square wooden serving tray.  Chads hands were cuffed to the far end of the tray and his tit clamps were attached here as well.  Due to the length of the clamps, Chad was slightly bent over.  He also had short ankle chains.  Resting on the serving tray were three mugs, three glasses, a jug of orange juice and a carafe of coffee.  He arrived at the table and the diners began unloading the items.  Earlier in the shift, Chad had spilled several trays, but after the straps across his ass, he learnt not to drop anything.

Chad and Brice appeared to be the only servers accounting for the slow service.  In a few minutes he would be back with their breakfasts.  This was a more difficult challenge as all three plates where placed on a tower before being placed on the tray and most of the time the kitchen staff placed the weight near the end of the tray, causing Chad to have to carry the weight mainly with his arms and tits.  His biceps did look impressive.  Dan avoided eye contact.

After finishing their breakfast, the Demons and Dan walked out of the tent. There was no longer a line and Dan knew that Chad and Brice had to be exhausted as they had been at this for about 6 hours.

“So, what else is on the menu today for our special guests,” Butch inquired?

Tank just looked over and said, “You’ll just have to wait and see for those two.  This one I’m taking over to the dungeon sling and inviting anyone to use either end.”

This elicited a groan from Dan as his ass was still store and tender after his multiple triple fucks.  Even as he walked he could feel slime running down his thigh and leg.  Arriving at the Dungeon, Tank led Dan over to the sling and with the other Demons help strapped him in.  His legs were strapped to the chains holding up the sling, his hands were passed under the sling and handcuffed and his head was draped over the end of the sling and his mouth pried open with a piss gag.  There was a line already waiting at each end.

“Okay boys and girls, the double cunt is open for business.  Looking down at Dan, Tank slapped him across the face and said “Enjoy yourself, cumface.”  He then walked away.

After finishing their shifts at the dining tent, Chad and Brice were prepared for their next purpose.  Each had a leather covered piss gag inserted in place of the ball gags as well as a steel collar. Hanging from the back of the collar were two chains with cuffs attached.  Their hands were placed behind their back and into the cuffs.  Each had heavy duty tit clamps applied, which were especially painful for Brice.  Each had extra wide ball stretchers applied with 10-pound weights hanging from them.  They had ankles cuffs with a short 1-foot chain between them.  Each had vibrating dildos shoved up their rectums.

Once properly attired they were walked over on leashes to the dungeon area.  Due to the short chain between their ankles, it was more a shuffle and this caused the 10-pound weights to swing almost constantly.  Arriving at the Dungeon, they observed Dan being spit roasted by a couple of skinheads and noted a line at both ends.  They were taken to a position near the wall, where the weights were removed and the chain from the ball stretcher run through a pulley on the floor.  By pulling on this they forced Chad and Brice to their knees.  The very short hook was attached between the collar and the wall.  The vibrators where turned onto a medium speed, soon eliciting hard ons.

“Okay, you deviant bastards, you know have a choice as we have two cock sleeves available over hear.  Have fun for the next couple of hours.”  The crowds had fun, the trio of Dan, Chad and Brice not so much.  Although Chad and Brice did get to cum a couple of times, with their balls so stretched it was not enjoyable.

As he walked into the tent, Tank yelled, “Okay anybody in action you have two minutes to get your nuts off.”  A groan came from the crowd who knew they were getting to use the trio.  “Come on guys, there are lots of people around the campground to help you get your nuts off, so don’t be some damned grumpy.”

“But it’s not the same and using the property of the Demons,”  someone said.

“This is true, but as you said there my property.  So, they are all off limits now.”

After the last 4 people got their nuts off, Chad and Dan were returned to their original positions with the 10-pound weight.  Tank and another Demon walked over with several heavy-duty locks.  These were placed such that the piss gag, collar, wrists, ankles, ball stretcher and ball weight were locked into place.

Dan was released from his sling and stood up.  He had the collar placed, but his elbows were roped together behind his back, while his wrists were cuffed between a chain around the front.  He also had the ball stretcher, weight and ankles cuffs applied and locked in position.  The leashes from Chad and Dan were then placed into Dan’s hands.

“Drop those leashes before you get back to your cabin and I’ll castrate your damned ass,” Tank threatened as he was looking into Dan’s eyes.  Dan believed him.

The trio was then lead outside where Tank gave them their final instructions.  “Well, according to the clock, you guys are no longer under my control so you are now free.”  Tank and the crowd laughed as the trio was anything but free.

“The keys to all those locks are in your cabin.  So have fun.”  As Tank walked off, he slapped each of the trio in the ass hard enough to leave a hand print.  Dan, Chad and Brice began shuffling toward to their cabin.  Due to the length of their steps, it took almost an hour before they were back to the cabin.  Getting up on the porch was also an exercise in frustration.

Once inside the cabin, Dan dropped the leashes and began looking around for the keys.  In the meantime, Chad and Brice dropped to sit on the edge of the mattress.  They both heard a large moan from Dan and turned to look in his direction.  He had found the keys in a jar that contained about 200 keys.  He shuffled over to the mattress, knelt down and began to try the keys one at a time to unlock his friends.  Do to the way his arms and hands were locked it was tedious.  He started with Brice. He had completed about twenty keys when he heard the cabin door open.  He ignored it and keep trying keys.

Suddenly Dan felt a hand slap him across the back of the head.  “Come on cumface, even you should know that is not the way to do that.  What a fucking idiot. This will take all fucking week,” Spike scolded.  With that he picked up the twenty keys that had been tried and dumped them back into the jar.  Dan protested as best he could and was quite vocal until Spike slapped him in the head again.

“Do it this way, slutboy.”  With that Spike picked up one key and then tried it on all four of the wrist cuffs in a row.  “That way you speed things up.  And don’t forget, if the key unlocks the first one, still try it on the others as it may open more than one lock.”

Dan nodded to Spike and then nodded his head to Spike and to the locks.

“Nope, not going to help.  You got yourself and these two into this mess you get out of it yourself.”  With that Spike turned and walked out the door.

It took a total of about four hours to get Chad and Brice free from all the locks and chains.  After they were free, Dan looked at them and indicated his locks.  Chad just looked at him, then walked over and picked up a water bottle with a spout on it.  He walked over and forced it between Dan’s piss gag and slowly started squirting the water in, such that Dan could swallow.  Once he had the water bottle empty, he threw it on the floor and reached with one hand and pinched Dan’s stretched out left ball between his thumb and finger and began to squeeze, until Dan was squirming, moaning and trying to get away.

Chad released the ball and then he and Brice began working on the lock which held Dan’s elbows leased behind his back.  Once they were free, Dan was able to move his arm and get some circulation back.

“We are tired and will do the rest in the morning,” Brice said and he escorted Dan to a corner of the cabin and indicated he should lay down.

Dan started to protest, until Brice grabbed the same ball as Chad had and repeated the squeeze. 

“You’re lucky I don’t hang 200 pounds for these ball as a start.  So lay the fuck down and behave.”  He released the ball and Dan slid to the floor and lay down.  Chad threw a blanket over him and then he and Brice went to the shower to clean up.  Climbing out of the shower, both guys looked at their reflections in the mirror and both had their rage build up and right now it was directed all at Dan.

Chad stormed out of the bathroom and Dan shivered as he saw the threat in his eyes.  Before he could walk over, Brice put his hand around Chad’s bicep.

“Not now, not feeling like this.  We’ll figure this out but only when we are calm and in control.”

“Fine,” Chad yelled, “But cumface is due some major retribution.”

With that Chad and Brice went to the bed and fell asleep.

In the morning they walked out onto the porch with their cups of coffee and sat at the table and discussed the events of the last two days.  They decided that cumface’s punishment would come later, in private, not where all the campers could see.  They had had enough entertainment from the trio for this trip.  Plus, the mental torture of not knowing what was going to happen would keep Dan in fear and anxiety until then.

They did unlock all the locks, but left the bondage gear on and in place except the chain between the wrists.  Dan was then set to work packing up all their gear and loading it into the SUV in preparation for their exit from the campground.