By Rubrpig
This is a work of fiction loosely based on a fabled facility, The Academy.
The author writes chained into a chair, wearing Wescos, a Carrara chastity belt, heavy leather posture collar and nipple clamps as required by his Master and Owner. It has been locked in the chastity belt for 3 years and has agreed to it being made permanent.
And it continues…
The Director looked at the police officers and told them to keep Gary in the chair and suit for the next 10 hours and then what happened next was up to them. The two men nodded and smiled. The three of them turned and walked out of the room. Gary stared through the lenses of his gas mask at the tight asses in the snug breeches and the tall shiny Dehners that the three men wore.
Gary sighed and smiled as he breathed in the piss of the men. He was excited to learn what would be happening to him over the next 2 weeks. His cock tried getting hard in the chastity belt, but he moaned in pain as his cock head pushed hard into the spikes in the end of the tube that encased his cock. He moaned and then pissed, feeling the hot liquid run down his legs. The hot piss mingled with the sweat that was building up in the suit and ran down his lower legs and into the feet of the suit. He closed his eyes and drifted off.
