By Rubrpig

AUTHOR’S NOTE: As with all the stories it has written, it is sitting at the computer wearing nothing but 18-inch Wesco double buckle Big Boss boots, a Carrara chastity belt, alligator nipple clamps, and a time-locked leather posture collar to keep it focused on writing. It has been locked in the chastity belt for just over two years and will remain in it till the Keyholder decides that it can be released, so it is assuming that the belt is now permanent.

Andy yawned and stretched slowly, waking up.  He had gotten to bed late after getting home from a long weekend in Chicago.  The weekend had been great, and he had spent the weekend in service to a Sir who was a member of the Hellfire Club.  They had spent most of the weekend at the clubhouse in hard play.  He was left stiff, sore and bruised.  His hole was sore from the gang rape scene that his Sir had arranged for him at the end of the weekend.  The drive home to the upper peninsula of Michigan had seemed like it had gone on forever as he was so tired and sore.

He got up and padded to the bathroom and stood in front of the toilet and pissed.  After shaking the drops off, he stretched and got into the shower as he had to get ready for work.  Once he was showered, he got dressed in a clean uniform and pulled on his boots.  After grabbing something to eat in the kitchen, he grabbed his keys and left for work.  Pulling into the staff parking lot, he got out and stared at the heavy chain link fences topped with razor wire and the old stone buildings behind the fences where he worked as a Correctional Officer.

After getting ready by putting on his body armour over his uniform, and signing in for his shift, he and his regular team of CO’s went into the cellblock on the maximum-security section where they had worked as a team for the last few years.  Andy and the other COs had worked together for 15 years and were near retirement in a few months.

They had gotten a very justified reputation among the other CO’s and the inmates for their casual brutality and abuse.  They felt that the inmates were subhuman and that the only way to treat them was with verbal abuse and physical brutality.  Over the years,a couple of inmates had gotten the courage to file complaints about the way the CO’s had treated them but the Warden had put it all down to the inmates just trying to cause trouble.

For the past few weeks, the team had been talking about what they were going to do for fun once they were retired. They all agreed they were going to miss being able to abuse the inmates for fun.  Then last week one of the team, Chuck, told them that he had read about an old county jail that had been sold to a couple of men who were planning on running it as a way for men who wanted to be prisoners for a weekend.  He had tracked down the website and had been surprised by what the men were charging for locking up men for the weekend or for a week so they could experience being prisoners.

They had listened and then began to talk about the idea and found that they were all in agreement that it was a way to get men who wanted to be abused and controlled and get paid for doing it to them which caused all of them to smile.

A couple of weeks ago, Andy spotted an ad listing for sale an old county jail which was located about an hour away from where they were.  Andy and Chuck with the approval of the rest of the team agreed to head over and meet with the sales rep handling the sale for the county.  They left and headed to the site.

Andy, who was driving, pulled up and parked.  They got out of Andy’sSUV and looked at the jail building.  It was an old 2 story brick building painted dark grey which was peeling.  The sales rep walked out of the building and came over to them introducing himself.  Chuck asked if the building and the fixtures were intact and how long had the jail been closed.  The rep told them that the jail was complete and that it had been closed 8 months when the County finally opened a new larger jail in the county seat.  The sales rep led the 2 men into the building, and they began their tour.  The prisoner intake area was intact.  And they moved into the main cells and found that the cells had built in bunks, and that the toilet/sink units had been replaced only a few years ago.

The rest of the building including the staff offices and locker rooms on the upper floor were intact.  All that would have to be done was some painting and cleaning.  They would also need to replace the office furniture and add in computer booking and fingerprint systems.  Also, they would need to get in restraints, handcuffs, and other gear required for prisoner restraints.  The rep then took them down to the basement which was dark but dry.  The ceiling was a good 14 feet high with heavy stone foundation walls.  Andy looked around and thought that the basement would make an incredible dungeon but all he did was smile slightly.  The rest of his team did not know that he was gay or that he was into heavy bondage and SM.

After exiting the building, Andy and Chuck told the sales rep that they were interested and that they would discuss the project with the rest of the investors and that they would be in touch.  The rep told them that he would wait to hear from them.  Andy and Chuck got into the vehicle and headed home.

The next morning during their break, the team listened to the report and took a vote.  They agreed to make an offer for the building.  Andy suggested that to protect themselves they should form a company and have the company make the bid.  They agreed and Andy volunteered to get a lawyer to get the company organized and make the bid for the jail.

Several weeks later everything was complete and the offer to buy the jail had been accepted.  The team handed in their retirement papers and finished working out their notices.  During this time they got a website organized and had taken promotional pictures of the jail and the cells.

Once this was all done, Andy decided that he needed some action.  It was coming up to the Memorial Day weekend, and he contacted his buddy and Sir and they decided to head for Chicago and spend some time at IML and at the clubhouse.

Unknown to Andy, Chuck decided to go to Chicago to visit a girlfriend.  As it happened they were driving past the IML hotel and Chuck nearly rear ended the car in front of his when he spotted Andy wearing leather breeches, tall boots, and strapped up tightly in a leather straitjacket.  Chuck slowly drove past and stared.  He realized that Andy was hooked to a leash which was held by a heavily muscled man in full leathers smoking a cigar.

Andy had a great time and was really relaxed by the time he got home.  Chuck had gotten home the day before and immediately called up the rest of the team and told them what he had seen.  The team decided to keep an eye on Andy and if there was a problem, they would use their knowledge against him.

After a few weeks, the jail was set up and ready.  They had arranged for publicity through several on-line websites specializing in bondage, so they had received 5 bookings. They were excited to know that soon they would have men under lock and available for them to abuse as they saw fit.

To be continued …

Metal would like to thank the author, Rubrpig, for this story! Thanks to its Keyholder, as well!