By Mister-X/Spartan

I woke up in a small cage. I started looking around, and found that there was nothing else in the room. There was just me locked into this small cage. It was a small room, but bigger than the cage. I had no idea how I came to be here. I was naked, but wasn’t cold.

I started thinking back to what my last memory was. I was riding my bicycle to the store. I was going to get some groceries for this evening’s dinner. I don’t remember reaching the store. There was something different along the way. What was it? I can’t remember.

I try to think back to each street on the way from my home to the store. My head hurts when I try to think, but I force myself. I remember passing the first block. Then the second. There was nothing unusual in the third block. Did I get to Standard Street? No. So there had to be something in that fourth block. What was it?

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By Mister-X / Spartan

Soon I heard a cart being wheeled down the hallway. It was stopped at my cell, and my door was opened. I found myself being lifted off the bed by two men and taken over to where I thought the cart was stopped. I was set down, apparently on the cart. I was in a sitting position, though the seat was sunken, so that it would take quite an effort for me to get myself up and out of the seat even if completely unrestrained. I felt straps being placed over various parts of my body and being pulled tight. Over my ankles, over my lower legs, over my upper legs, on and on it went, each strap tightly attaching me to the cart, pulled tight and buckled. Finally, with the straps over my neck and mouth, I was ready to be transported. It was quickly and efficiently done.

I was wheeled down the hallway and into a large room. I could hear the sound of a lot of people talking, which gradually died down as I was wheeled into the room. Finally I was stopped being moved. I heard someone say “take off his blindfold. I always like to see the fear in my victim’s eyes.” The person’s voice was being magnified so it could be heard throughout the room.

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By Mister-X / Spartan

Travis was shocked! He couldn’t believe what he had just seen. His eyes must have deceived him, but they hadn’t. He was shocked into inactivity. Then he looked at the emperor quickly hiding that dildo. He realized that the emperor had seen his reaction, and knew that he knew. Travis quickly looked away and tried to adopt an air of nonchalance, starting to act as he would normally act.

The emperor hadn’t even bothered to replace the blindfold that had so suddenly come off when the strap broke. He unlocked the cuffs that had kept Travis’ hands bound in front of him, pulled far up and away, making his ass easily accessible.

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