By Rubrpig
Final Chapter
4798 had just been returned to his cell in the Supermax prison wing. He was as usual in full black swat gear, body armour and the heavy rubber locked gas mask hood. He had gotten so used to being locked in this gear he no longer really noticed the gear. He also never really thought about his cock and balls as they had been locked up in the heavy steel chastity belt for the last year.
He sat on his bunk and thought about the last year since he made the commitment to the Captain to become an investor and a permanent prisoner of the facility. The Captain had used the commitment to create new programs so that 4798 earned his keep by serving as a hostage guard when required or as a prisoner for a sadistic prison guard.
4798 slumped down and then decided to lie down on the bunk as the last 2 days really tired him out. He had been used heavily by a sadistic prison guard who had paid for 2 days of experience as a prison guard.
Shortly after I moved to California, I had my first bondage role play experience. It was with an attractive motorcycle guy named Eric. Both of us were young men, I was 23 at the time and he was 25. We met on a website and worked out the details of the fantasy role play when we determined we were cool. He wanted to be the “top,” he said he didn’t bottom. I accepted.
