Gareth is one confident angry fucker. He’s so certain of taking his revenge he arrogantly proclaims how he’ll beat the hell out of his filthy queer captors once he’s free. But he’s not free, is he? The hairy masculine bastard is trussed up like a turkey with his dick hanging out and his tempting straight arsehole on show! He quickly learns just how perilous his position is when Adrian breaks open his tight hole, ramming a big thick dildo up his resistant ass. Every muscle in Gareth’s body fights against this invasion but there’s nothing he can do to stop his sphincter being widened because his limbs are so firmly tied. Gareth is shut up with a gag, but Adrian gets a better idea. He shoves the dildo that stinks and tastes of Gareth’s arsehole into this proud fucker’s gob.
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It’s back to business this month and there are a whole slew of sexy city workers in their freshly tailored suits roaming the streets. Adrian spies the firm arse and promising bulge of a new hot corporate fucker and finagles his way into his office. Once he’s in the corridors this straight bastard is easy pickings! Back in their lair, Adrian and Dave revel in peeling off his suit and inhaling the rich scent of this city gent’s manly body.
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I slowly started waking up. I started to stretch my arms out in front of me, and realized that I couldn’t. When I opened my eyes to figure out why, I remembered that I was tied tightly to a chair, my wrists cuffed behind my back. As I started feeling the cuffs on my ankles and the tight ropes tying me, as well as the gag that was preventing me from opening my mouth, my cock started getting erect. I couldn’t see him because I was blindfolded, and I didn’t hear a sound. My memory started recalling what had happened.
I had recently moved to this city, and didn’t know anyone I could play with. After I’d gotten settled, I started checking out sites to see if I could find someone suitable. I’m a bottom, and have had a fair amount of experience with tops. I figured I knew the catchwords to look for to distinguish those who were just looking for a slave from those who were genuinely interested in playing.
This guy came across on his site as someone who was genuinely interested in playing, despite his internet name, ‘the_devil.’ But with that name, I was intrigued. I decided to meet up, telling him that I didn’t play with anyone until I got to know them better. We met at a nearby restaurant, and discussed desires over dinner, which I had told him I would treat him to. Remembering now, I did most of the talking. He seemed to agree with everything I said, being very nice and accommodating, saying that it was also what he wanted. I realize now that I was too eager to find someone that would get me what I wanted.
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It wasn’t all that late in the evening when I was taken from John’s place by van to Dan’s seemingly remote camp. I’m guessing it was only about 10 PM when I was placed in the sludge pit. He instructed the guards that took me to make sure I was here until dawn and make the experience effective. Dawn was over 8 hours away.
The sludge was slimy, gritty, dirty and smelly. It had splashed onto my arms and face from the water bucket toss and had dried cake like on me. Any time I moved the upper arms or my head I could feel the tug between the dried sludge and my skin. Below the sludge line my entire body and every orifice felt like the slimy concoction had made its way in. If I wriggled, and I did that a lot, it just made it worse. I couldn’t help but move. My jaw line was resting on the top of the sludge.
Every now and again I slightly lifted myself up a few inches which created a small wave of motion so when I dropped back down again there was a ripple effect that would almost cascade towards me and possibly into my mouth if I wasn’t careful. I hesitated to attempt any sleep as I thought nodding off would have my head tilt forward and the sludge would make its way into the mouth. Keeping me so low to the sludge surface made sure I was going to have to stay awake, spend physical energy and endure this setup.
Continue reading 10 Days in Detention – Part 25
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Late at night Connor Patricks is always working alone down by the water. When Sebastian assures Van that the coast is clear, they sneak up behind their prey and cuff him to the fence. Connor tries to bribe his way out but unfortunately for him, his perverted captors aren’t interested in money. They tear away his clothes and start teasing his cock. Connor screams: “I’m not that way!” but his cock says differently when it stands rock hard. Connor has clover clamps attached to his nipples as the two pervs use dual hitachi’s on his cockhead. They then suspend Connor in the air with his limbs tied down, as Sebastian feeds Connor a mouthful of cock. Connor’s then bent over as his ass gets fucked with the fucksall. Bound with his legs spread, Connor has his toes licked as his cock is relentlessly edged. A prostate massager is shoved up his ass as the pervs finally milk a load out of Connor’s sensitive cock. The bound stud endures feet tickling and post-orgasmic torment before he’s left helplessly bound.
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