The Prisoner Pt. 21

Literotic asexstories – The Prisoner Pt. 21 by Jamie77917,Jamie77917
WEDNESDAY

“Are you ready?” Danielle asked Catherine as she checked her bag one final time in the hallway of their home. Catherine already had her main case zipped up and was fully packed for their trip abroad but was just checking she had her keys, money and other essentials in her carry on bag.

“After all, we don’t want to miss our flight otherwise Martin will be so disappointed,” Danielle teased her sister sarcastically.

“Yea. He’s in for a big surprise,” Catherine replied, smiling, but still looking down and rummaging through her bag.

“Do you think that revealing ourselves to him like this is a good idea?” Danielle asked, knowing that they had already debated this more than once over a glass of wine in the preceding days. “We could just keep him in there and have fun with him until we are satisfied & then let him go. He will never know it was us.”

“But Danielle,” Catherine chipped in, now looking up at her big sister, “The whole point is that he gets to knows it is US. I want him to know he is suffering because I want him to suffer. If he doesn’t know it is us, then I won’t feel as satisfied.”

Danielle nodded, already knowing her sister would not have changed her mind on this issue. She has been enjoying this all too much and looking forward to this trip.

“It was fun at first,” Catherine continued. “Him not knowing. Watching him squirm and wonder why this was happening and not know if he will ever get the answers to his questions. It was agony for him I bet. But now that he is slowly accepting his fate, we need to turn it up a level. Let him see that he is in there and is suffering day-to-day at our hands. Let that get into his head and force him to live with it as his slow, long, days go by. He will know Warden and the Officers may carry out his sentence, but that it is us pulling his strings.”

“So we are definitely planning to leave him there a bit longer after our trip?” Danielle asked her sister.

“Yea. Probably. I mean, we’ll see. I want to see how he reacts, for sure. We can make decisions based on that. We have enough money for that don’t we?”

“Of course,” Danielle replied. “I was just checking we were on the same page.”

“Besides, if we eventually let him out, the rules of the prison will protect us,” Catherine said confidently. “He will be told that if anything happens to us, then he goes straight back in, but this time as one of the “lifers.” No payment needed by us. A prison guarantee because they are so confident of their success with the males. So I don’t think he will try and get the law involved. He would have to prove it first too, of course. And from that point forward he would know that because he spoke at some point they will take him and he will wake up back there. This time for life!”

“Yea, you are probably right,” Danielle said, agreeing with her sister. “But let’s make sure when we are there he gets a good taste of what his life will be like should he cross us when his time comes to leave. Let’s get any idea at revenge on us far, far out of his mind.”

Catherine nodded in agreement, already thinking up ideas about what she wants to do to Martin and what she wants to have Martin do.

“OK, let’s get moving,” Danielle stated as Catherine picked up her bag and began wheeling her case. They both exited their home and Danielle locked the door behind them.

With suitcases in tow they looked to the general public like any couple of attractive girls seen heading off on their holidays abroad to have some sun, sea and fun. But in reality, they were going abroad for a very different reason and to have a very different type of fun.

Meanwhile, far, far, away,…

Martin sat in his cell, having woken up from a long sleep. He didn’t know the time because there was no clock in his cell, of course. But by his estimate he was sure he had slept late. Maybe it was around 10am.

At first he felt comfortable to have been allowed to have some additional rest. The previous day with Anna had taken a lot out of him. But then he remembered that today he was to spend the time with Nikki. And from what he remembered about her from his unfortunate time being punished after his escape attempt, she was someone who he was not relishing spending time with.

Who was he kidding! He didn’t want to spend time with any of them. They were all sadistic, in their own way. He recalled how Nikki liked to shave her men, turn them into her boys. He had already been cock shaved by Warden on his arrival here but some hair was thankfully growing back. Nikki, no doubt, will just shave it right back down again today. He knew Anna liked her men hairy. She took more pleasure from seeing big strong men at her feet than making them into her ‘boys’. Janine on the other hand likes to Feminise her men. And Lucy was into pain. She got seriously turned on by inflicting it.

What is worse for Martin is that he knew he had a week to endure all this. One woman each day he was told he would belong to for her to do as she wished. He had already endured Warden and Anna and that was hard work. Anna loved the electrics, shocking a man in his most sensitive region. Power and control by the touch of a button. But Lucy was more hands on. She would whip the life out of men she was assigned to. Very little mercy. Martin figured he was probably lucky he got Warden as his main handler. Imagine if he had been assigned to Lucy!

Suddenly he heard footsteps approaching. He moved off his bed and got himself into a submissive position, down on his knees, on the floor, ready for Nikki. He figured he may as well try and make a positive impression. The footsteps stopped outside the door. His heart began to beat faster. He heard the door being unlocked and slowly it opened. Martin looked up and to his surprise it wasn’t Officer Nikki. It was… a man. Clearly it was one of the inmates. He was naked, locked in chastity and had leg cuffs around his ankles with a chain between them, to make his walking more difficult. And, like Martin, was sporting the unmistakable ball shocker between his legs. He was trapped in this place just like Martin was.

“Erm. Hello,” the man spoke. “I’m Lee. I have been told to come and get you and to bring you outside.”

Lee held up some items of bondage.

“I’m afraid I must put these on you. Sorry.”

Martin introduced himself but said no more. As much as he didn’t like being touched by a naked man, and certainly not like being put in BDSM equipment by him, Martin knew they would both be punished if he resisted. And he would just end up wherever these women wanted him anyway. There was no escaping it. He had to submit. He knew the women sent this man on purpose to up the humiliation level.

Martin looked at Lee’s chastity device and was thankful that Anna had not replaced his own device the night before. It feel so freeing to have his own cock not trapped away under lock and key. He felt bad for Lee.

Martin walked towards Lee who motioned for him to stop on an area in front of him. He stood still while Lee attached ankle cuffs and a chain between them similar to his own. He then felt a sudden shock as Lee reached up and attached a middle chain to the metal device locked around his balls. This was clearly designed to tug on his balls as he walked, focusing his mind. The man then went around back of him and pulled Martin’s arms behind him and attached cuffs, locking his wrists together behind his back. Finally he returned to the front of Martin.

“So sorry about this,” Lee said before attaching two nipple claps to Martin’s exposed nipples.

“Ouch,” Martin winced from the sudden tightness.

“They hurt more when they come off,” Lee commented.

Martin stood there, thinking how this naked man has bound him like this. Both naked but with Martin now more restricted than Lee, he was led out of the room and along the corridor. It was difficult to walk due to the ankle chains and the tugging sensation on his balls by the further chain. But that was the whole point. Plus to keep the psychological feeling in effect on the males of being under complete control in this place.

His arms behind his back meant that he moved with a totally exposed front for anyone and everyone to see. No way to cover up. Cock bouncing as he moved along the corridor. His heart began to beat faster due to the anticipation of the unknown of where he was going and who he may run into along the route.

He was led along and outside into the open air. It felt cooler this morning, a slight chill on his bare skin. He wondered how many eyes could see him now, being led in bondage by a man, no less. He wanted this part of the journey to be over quickly. For once, he got his wish as he was led into a small blue coloured outbuilding. The door closed behind him and as the overhead lights flickered on, he found himself at the top of a small set of stairs. Down those stairs was a small corridor. He was led down and along and noted that on his left and right were what could only be described as cells. They were not as nice as his own room, if he could call that in any way nice. These were darker and no doubt colder to boot. He could see there was a small sink and toilet and mattress on the floor of each cell but not much else. The cells he was passing were empty until he was led further along and noticed some occupants. He was then stopped by Lee outside one of the cells.

“I was told to bring you down here and let you speak to the prisoners,” Lee stated.

Lee then took a chain that was attached to the floor outside one of the cells and locked it to Martin’s cock and balls ring. Martin, was still arms bound and his restrains were not released, nor were his leg cuffs removed or nipple claps. This chain was added to ensure he couldn’t walk away from these cells.

Lee told Martin to ‘get acquainted’ with the men here. With that he exited the small building and closed the outer door.

“Err, hello,” a voice came from behind him. Martin shuffled and turned himself around, trapped in this humbling position with his arms behind his back, now being viewed by other males.

“Hi. I… am Martin… erm… I have been asked to talk to you.” Martin’s front was on full display as the man looked him up and down. “How did you end up here?” Martin asked, at least not wanting to miss this opportunity to learn more about why men are brought here. He still didn’t know why he himself was even here!

“David,” the main replied pointing at himself.

The man was short, dark hair, fully naked of course and had a chain attached from the wall to his ankle and another to a neck collar. Even if the cell door were open, the chains ensured that he still couldn’t escape.

“I got brought to this place because I was stupid enough to fool around with my wife’s best friend and get caught.”

Martin reacted with surprise that this was all it took to end up here.

But what was said next surprised him even more.

“She is in the other cell block… my wife’s friend, that is.”

“WHAT!?” Martin now exclaimed aloud without thinking, due to his surprise.

“There are women here? As prisoners?” Martin asked.

“Yea, only a few, not many. It is mostly men.”

“I had no idea,” Martin replied.

“My wife was so angry with me and her best friend that she wanted us both to feel the pain she felt. Told us that if we want to be together then she would happily arrange it. And so we have both been here ever since,” David replied.

“Wow,” Martin exclaimed, still surprised at the possibility of naked prisoner women in this place.

“It’s worse for her though,” Lee continued. “The guards parade her naked in front of the men sometimes, to toy with the men, get them sexually excited but also to make her feel like a cheap plaything. My wife chose that punishment specifically. Her friend betrayed her. And she wanted to humiliate her.”

“How long have you been here?” Martin asked.

“I think…. yes.. judging by Christmas coming around, I would say 2 and a half years. My wife on a visit said she paid for at least 3 years for the both of us. I don’t know if she was lying though. We were relatively well off so she had plenty of money to spare. I am hoping it really is just a few more months of this.”

“Do you still see your wife’s sister in this place?” Martin asked.

“Yea, many times. The guards like to make us have sex in front of them sometimes and poke fun about how this short act of sex together has led to so much continuing suffering for us both. It’s so humiliating doing it in front of all those women, having sex on the floor with her, them judging me. But I have come to accept I did wrong.”

“But you didn’t deserve this, surely,” Martin exclaimed. “And why are you down here, in these horrible cells? This is worse than being out there where I am kept.”

“Oh these,” David began. “These are the punishment cells. I mean… for those who do additional wrongs. They get to spend time here and then are very grateful to get back to their regular accommodations. Once they close that door over there and turn the light off, it is pitch black down here.”

Martin looked around, confirming there were no windows.

“I have only been down here around two weeks. I got punished for not whipping my wife’s friend hard enough. They make us punish each other and send videos to my wife. No doubt she enjoys watching them. Her revenge on us I guess. I rebelled a little against it and so I ended up chained down here, in the darkness. They do come and feed us twice a day though.”

“This is truly awful,” Martin said, wondering about his own situation. He knows he never cheated on anyone. He played around but never once had a steady girlfriend where cheating would be thing.

“The man behind you is Bill,” David noted, pointing to a figure on the floor in the cell behind Martin. Bill was lying on the floor wearing a straightjacket. Martin turned around.

“Hello,… Bill,” Martin said gingerly.

A strong, and clearly annoyed man replied.

“Yes.”

“Why are you wearing that straightjacket?” Martin asked.

“Because those bitches want it that way!,” he said firmly.

“You must forgive him Martin,” David chipped in.” He was only brought into the complex a few days ago and he hasn’t adjusted well at all. There was some type of escape attempt a few days ago and in all the commotion Bill tried to make a break for it too, taking a guard hostage & going out through the woodland area. He almost escaped too but I heard a couple of the off duty guards were out for a walk in the woods together and heard him coming through with the guard he kidnapped. They managed to jump him by surprise and then all three women were able to subdue him, with a little help of some electric shocks! They brought him straight here and put him in that straight jacket and said he is staying in it until his attitude improves.”

“My God!” Martin exclaimed, realising that the guy only tried to escape only because of the opportunity created because of his own escape attempt. Martin certainly didn’t want to tell Bill that piece of information.

“It’s real awkward, eating and using the bathroom like that,” David noted. “But the guards don’t care. Taking one of them hostage like that.. he will be lucky to be let out of this cell in a month!”

“No way!” Martin said, in shock, partly because he now realised he himself seemed to have gotten off easy for what he did to Warden. But then, she never did tell the other guards. It wasn’t public knowledge amongst them. Maybe that was a slight embarrassment on her part that she wished avoided. Whatever the case, Martin knew he had been very, very lucky not to end up locked away down here.

David continued. “I think they will let him out of the jacket after a week. But probably keep him down here at least a month, or longer if his attitude doesn’t change.”

“Shut up man,” Bill said angrily, hearing David’s words. Bill now knew he had seriously underestimated where he was when he arrived & who he was dealing with. And now he was stuck like this for goodness knows how long.

Martin spoke to David and Bill for around the next 30 minutes. Like Martin, Bill didn’t know why he was here. He was far too new a prisoner too. And was unlike David’s situation where it was obvious given his mistress was here with him too and because his wife wanted him to know she was actively punishing them both from the start. They spoke about their backgrounds and their hope for getting out of this place someday, if they can prove that they are ‘reformed’ characters.

Martin then heard the door to this underground prison area being opened and watched as down the steps came Officer Nikki. Unmistakable with her long blond hair, she looked magnificent in her white blouse and black leather prison issue trousers, carrying a crop. She walked up close to where Martin was shackled.

“Right my boy. Enough talk,” she said, smacking Martin’s behind with the crop. Martin let out a short gasp from the sudden smack on his skin. She then turned her attention to the two other men.

“I do hope you enjoyed your little visitor. Because it’s time to go back into the darkness for you two boys,” she said with a smile on her face, watching for their reaction. She loved the power she had in this place.

Nikki unchained Martin by unhooking the chain attachment from his ball ring. Martin still had his arms bound and legs chained. His nipples hurt from the clamps as Nikki directed him towards the door. He struggled up the steps and out into the light. Nikki turned and bolted the door shut behind him. She then pressed a switch on the outside that plunged David and Bill into pure darkness.

Nikki and Martin then started walking across the path outside. It was still chilly on Martin’s bare skin.

“Please officer Nikki,” Martin started, “When will they be let out?”

“Do you want to join them? Keep talking!” came the reply.

Martin decided not to push the issue. He felt sorry for the two men, now trapped in the darkness.

Nikki led Martin back into the main building and along the corridor into one of the playrooms. Martin had not been in this one before. Nikki pushed him through the door to speed him up and Martin stumbled due to the leg chains. Nikki knew what she had planned and she was impatient because she also knew it wasn’t going to be the full day with him she was promised.

While Martin was speaking to the two men, Nikki had been informed by Warden that his nominators were on their way here. So she was ordered to refrain from doing to Martin what she would normally do to males placed in her care. Nikki was used to giving orders, not taking them, but all the ladies must obey Warden’s orders. It still frustrated Nikki though because she had been looking forward to this day.

“Stand in the middle of the room, back to the door” she commanded Martin.

“Arms up and out to your sides. Spread your legs. Spread them!”

Martin did as he was told and was soon being chained, each wrist to each far wall so that he was standing with his arms out wide. His legs were similarly chained to keep his legs spread apart.

Nikki then attached a chain from the bottom of his ball ring to the floor. This was unnecessary, given his other restraints, but she felt it just added an extra dimension. It was humbling, but also functional. She then added one more chain that stretched from the ceiling down to the top of his ball ring.

SMACK

She then smacked the bottom chain with her crop whip which immediately pulled down on Martin’s balls.

“Ouch,” he let out in reply.

SMACK! SMACK!

Nikki did it a couple more times, which led to bursts of dull pain instantly translated to Martin’s balls. His nipples also hurt from the movement due to the nipple clamps.

“There! That ought to hold you. See you in a few hours,” she said, as she turned to leave.

“PLEASE. NO! Please,” Martin begged, straining to look back over his shoulder at Nikki who was behind him nearer the door. “I can’t hold this position for hours.”

“Oh, I assure you, you can! The cuffs and chains will make sure of that my boy!”

“I mean. It will ache. Please don’t leave me trapped spread like this. Put me in a cage. Anything but this!” Martin begged.

“You will stay where I put you. If you complain further I can make it worse for you. Do you want to have your chastity device re-installed?”

“No. No,” Martin immediately replied.

“Then stop your complaining. NOW!” Nikki commanded.

Martin sighed.

“OK, on second thoughts I will show a bit of mercy,” Nikki said.

She moved around to the front of Martin and removed his nipple clamps.

Martin yelped at the sudden feeling of pain as they came off. Nikki knew it would cause that reaction. For Martin, it wasn’t the ‘mercy’ that he had in mind. Nikki smiled at the sight of a helpless Martin, wanting to rub his sore nipples but unable to do so.

With that she turned and walked towards the door. She opened it and stepped outside, looking back at him. His naked figure from behind was a sight she enjoyed. She let out a smile as she closed the door, thereby sealing Martin’s fate for the next few hours.

Nikki headed down the corridor thinking more about what Warden had told her. She was told that for now she must lay off doing what she had planned for Martin today as her nominators may wish to be present for such things. And she must instead restrain Martin as described by Warden, as carried out moments earlier. Spread out, on display, with his back to the door.

Nikki was upset that she would have less time with Martin than she planned because he was already promised to other officers in the coming days & Warden didn’t wish to mess up the schedule. Nikki was just the unfortunate one. To that end, she thought about what she would do to Martin once she got her “limited” time with him. If she didn’t have much time, she was going to pack in as much punishment enjoyment as possible. She headed off to the common area for a drink and to think some more about what she might do to him.

Meanwhile, on a plane, many miles away.

“Here we go,” Danielle said as their plane began to power down the runway.

Catherine grabbed her sisters hand and was visibly excited at what lay ahead. Watching the videos and looking at the photos of a naked and punished Martin had been fun, but now to go see him as a prisoner in the flesh, it just upped the excitement levels to fever pitch.

As the plane took off and both women settled into their journey, Catherine whispered over to her sister,

“What shall we do with him first?”

Catherine was giddy with excitement. She knew things she wanted to do. She had thought about this for quite some time.

“Well,” Danielle replied, whispering back, “I remember you said you wanted to give him a cold shower. With a hose. While he is trapped in bondage. See him wriggling about in the cold as you spray him. His little penis wobbling about side to side, shrinking further with the cold water hitting his naked body.”

“Yes!” Catherine replied, excited. “I almost forgot that one. Simple…, but effective.”

Catherine took out her phone and made a note in the notes page.

“Warden.. err… “W” asked that we have dinner with her this evening. Around 7pm. We should land around 4pm local time and it is only a 1 hour transfer. She said she wants to get to know us better and ensure our time here is fruitful,” Danielle whispered to her sister, trying to ensure the other passengers didn’t hear and understand their conversation.

She then continued, “W said she wants to ensure Martin is forced to do whatever we want him to. She recommended… puppy training.”

“Really..!?” Catherine replied back, under her breath.

“Yea,” she said it instils discipline in the males. A sense of purpose and belonging. But most of all… it is bloody humiliating!” Danielle laughed & Catherine joined in, almost laughing too loud in front of the other passengers on the flight.

“W said she would give us the training instructions to command Martin follow – so that you can be the one to train him. I figured you would enjoy that.”

“Very much so!” Catherine replied, excited. “Yea I sure would. I will also record that to add to his embarrassment.”

Both women settled into their comfortable seats as the plane continued to power through the sky towards its destination.

Back in prison, Martin stood there in silence. His arms still stretched and beginning to ache. He had now been standing there for near 2 hours. Finally he heard footsteps and the door behind him open.

“Still hanging around,” a voice teased. He recognised it as Warden. “I just thought I would come and see you and give you this.”

Warden walked around in front of Martin and put some food down. It wasn’t much. Some vegetables and a sandwich on a plate, together with a glass of water. Martin then felt the relief of Warden lowering his arms and making the chain attached to the ceiling and his balls go slack to allow him to move downwards towards the floor. Warden left all the bondage on his legs in place and the chain attached from his balls to the floor as unhooking that was unnecessary for him to bend down to eat.

“Go on. Eat,” Warden commanded.

Martin knelt and began to eat and drink. He was quite hungry and relished this small meal as if it were a banquet. Warden looked down at him and began to speak.

“You know, Martin. I really enjoy having you here, like this. We get all sorts of males here. Some with big strong bulky bodies, but you, I like your figure. Not too slim. Not too bulky. You look good in the nude. A good sized cock on you too.”

Martin continued to eat but started to blush.

“I ordered you to be shown those other prisoners earlier so you would know what you avoided after your escape attempt with me. That was where you should have ended up. And if the other Officers had learned about what you did to me then I would have had no choice but to send you there – to ensure they never looked upon me as going soft on you. But I kept it quiet. I wanted you up here – to experience a few things first.”

Martin stopped eating and instantly spoke up in a panic.

“Please don’t send me there now, Warden. Please. I will do anything for you.”

Warden smiled. “I know you will Martin. I’m not going to send you there. Well, as long as you don’t disappoint me in the coming days.” Warden was clearly pepping him for what was to come.

Martin assumed this comment was in relation to his upcoming experiences with each of the Officers. But Warden knew there was a slight change of plans due to the imminent arrival of Danielle and Catherine. But she wasn’t about to reveal that to Martin who reached down and continued eating. Warden knelt down and put her hand on Martin’s back on his bare skin.

“I do so enjoy seeing men like you like this: seeing YOU like this, Martin.” Warden continued to touch him as one would touch a pet. Martin felt nervous.

After finishing his meal Warden gave the command.

“Up!”

Martin rose to his feet.

Warden then went around and reattached all the chains that she had removed. And with a few swift tugs, Martin was stretched out once again. His arms stretched out towards both sides of the room. His legs spread apart. His ball shocker ring with a chain attached top to ceiling and another attached to the bottom of the ring to the floor.

“Nice!” she thought to herself.

Warden the went over to the table and picked up a black flogger. Medium intensity, she figured. She wanted to warm Martin up a bit. Martin saw her out the corner of his eye and felt apprehensive as a result. He knew what was coming.

SMACK

Warden smacked his bare bottom with the flogger.

SMACK SMACK SMACK

She continued, starting to get into a rhythm.

“Count for me, Martin,” she demanded, speeding up. “If you go wrong, we will start from the beginning again.”

“But how many do I count too?” Martin asked.

“Just keep counting my boy.”

Martin sighed, but began the count.

“1, 2, 3, 4… ”

Warden went to work on his bottom. Back and forth. Front and backhand. She even would mix it up now and again and flog him between his legs. That really stung, but what was worse was that it would pull on the chains attached to his balls, creating pressure.

“Ouch!” Martin screamed as she did this once again. Warden continued her assault on his arse.

“27, 28, 29…”

SMACK SMACK SMACK

Warden didn’t want to mark him badly. Just give his bottom a slight glow. And it wasn’t too long before she was satisfied.

“48, 49, 50..!”

Warden finally stopped.

“That was fun,” she said, running her hand down his chest and tweaking his nipple. Maybe we go for 100 next time.” Martin was nothing more than a toy to her.

“Shall we now have some fun with the electrics?” she teased, pulling her controller from her belt.

“No! Please. Warden. No, please don’t. I’ll do anything for you,” Martin begged.

“Anything?” Warden asked. “Are you sure you mean that, Martin?”

Martin hesitated.

AGHHHHHHHHHHH.

A stinging pain went through his balls as Warden activated the controller, on the highest setting, holding it up to Martin’s face to show him. He couldn’t even grab himself down there or close his legs due to the predicament he was in.

AGHHHHHHHHHHH.

She had pressed it again.

‘STOP. STOP. Yes I’ll do anything,” Martin conceded. He was panting already.

“Excellent,” Warden commented. “I’ll hold you to that my boy.”

With that she put away her controller.

“Gotta go now. But why don’t you hang around here for a bit and we will be back for you later,” she teased, giving him a tap on his stomach.

Warden walked past Martin and out of the door, closing it behind her and one again sealing his fate. Martin stood there stretched out in the centre of the room. He had thought the intensity of yesterday was bad. But now he felt this was worse. He wondered where Officer Nikki was. It was supposed to be a day with her but he has barely seen her. He was confused. He wondered what is going on as he stood there awaiting whatever was next.

Back on the plane Danielle & Catherine had just finished eating. It was only Aeroplane food, but certainly better than the meal Martin had eaten today.

“One hour to go. Then a short car ride and we are there,” Catherine commented. “It’s good they put on a transfer for us”

“Yea and the rooms look really nice,” Danielle chipped in, pulling up some pics from her phone. “Certainly better than Martin’s… quarters,” she whispered.

The plane powered towards its destination and an hour later they were excited to be landing. After disembarking and picking up their luggage they moved outside and looked for their transfer. They saw their names held up on a board and approached the driver.

“Good Afternoon,” Danielle said, nodding at the sign that held their names.

“Welcome.” The man said in reply. “If you will kindly come this way please.”

They followed as the man walked them to a black car with darkened windows. He opened the boot and lifted their luggage inside as the two women got into the back of the car. As they did so, they saw a woman, mid 30’s, sitting in the passenger seat. The driver then got back in the car, closing the door.

“You didn’t wheel their luggage for them?” the woman asked the driver, seeming slightly annoyed by him allowing them to wheel their own cases.

“Erm. Yes. Sorry. I forgot. I lifted them into the boot. Sorry Officer,” the man replied in a short panic about his mistake.

It became clear to both women that this wasn’t just a driver. He was one of the prisoners!

OOOUUCH?

The man let out a short yelp as the officer pressed her controller on a medium setting and the shock went through his balls. He clearly was wearing the same controlling piece of ‘jewellery’ as Martin.

“I’m sorry,” he replied with haste.

The woman turned to face Danielle and Catherine.

“My apologies. He should have took your bags for you. I will deal with him later. For now, welcome!”

She nodded to the driver and he started the car and they drove away from the airport.

Back at the prison, Martin was aching all over. If he had not been held up by these ropes and chains, then he would have surely collapsed to the floor.

He had been in this room for hours. The short ‘break’ with Warden earlier was his only reprieve. He wondered how much longer he would be left like this. He tried to take his mind off it by thinking of those guys down in the underground cells. That would be far worse than this. He tried to motivate himself that he could put up with this for a bit longer if it means avoiding that.

Martin wondered if he was being ‘changed’ by all this. He believed it was designed to slowly break the males. Mould them into something these women find more appealing. Get their own back on men that have hurt them over the years when they were growing up. Payback for the cheaters. Whatever the case, Martin knew there was no getting out of this place until they allowed it. Indeed, there was no getting out of this room!

Martin glanced upwards to the corner of the room and for the first time noticed a small CCTV camera monitoring him. He hadn’t seen that until now. People rarely look up and given his predicament he had been focusing on other matters. He felt more ‘exposed’ after he spotted it. The women here had taken photos and video of him in the nude before now, but there was something additionally exposing by being constantly videoed in this way while stretched out on display. He wondered if they were looking at him right at this moment. He dropped his head.

At that moment Martin heard footsteps and the door immediately behind him opened. Martin twitched but couldn’t turn around to see who it was. There was initially silence behind him. He assumed Warden or Nikki had finally returned.

From the doorway, two pairs of eyes indeed gazed upon a helpless, naked, Martin, looking him up and down in his naked state. His bare bottom revealing telltale signs at what he has been through today from the thrashing Warden gave him.

Then, he heard a voice through the silence. It made Martin ears pick up because he knew this voice. A voice from before his time in this place.

“Hello Martin, It’s been a long time.”

Martin felt a chill run down his spine and through his bones. It couldn’t be – could it? ‘Please no,’ he thought to himself with apprehension.

He then heard footsteps waking into the room as the two women took up positions on either side of him, both standing with their backs a little towards the walls at the side to which the ropes were attached that held his arms outstretched.

Martin was still looking forwards, almost frozen in fear from the surprise of that voice. Was this a trick?

“Aren’t you going to say hello, big boy?” the other woman then spoke up. Martin recognised this voice too. He now felt cold throughout his entire body.

Martin began to turn his head and body slowly, with hesitation, partly believing that this was another one of Warden’s tricks but also knowing that somehow it wasn’t. He knew this voice. He KNEW these voices!

He shuffled his feet awkwardly due to the spreader bar, leading to a smile from the women watching him struggle to turn. He couldn’t turn fully due to the ropes that outstretched his hands, but he could turn his head and body partly.

Finally he his eyes gazed upon one of the women standing proudly near the wall and resting her hand on one of the ropes that had been so cruelly keeping Martin’s arms in this position for so long. He quickly turned his head the other way and shuffled to the other side. Same thing. The other woman was standing there admiring the other rope holding his other arm out to the side.

Martin recognised both of them immediately.

Danielle & Catherine!

Martin’s throat went dry. His body felt ice cold. He understood immediately that these women were the ones who had put him there. THEY were his nominators!! They had to be. They had done this to him & they were responsible for everything he had endured. Martin shuffled around, startled by what was happening. But also trapped in this position, unable to cover himself, he felt the sense of exposure rise. The women looked Martin up and down, watching his cock wobbling as he turned and smirked at each other. Martin saw this and felt beetroot embarrassment. He knew Catherine had seen him naked before, but her sister Danielle had not. And neither of them had seen him bound naked before.

Danielle nodded across to Catherine, who walked back over to the door and closed it, before then waking up behind Martin and moving her hands across his naked bottom.

Martin’s throat was dry. He could hardly utter a word or think straight. The confidence and power they exhumed meant his mind was racing and trying to understand the details of why he was here – why they had put him here. He was not expecting all this when he woke up this morning.

Danielle then walked in front of him and moved her hand across his chest.

With Catherine behind and Danielle in front of a bound Martin, he finally spoke, if only to say,

“Oh… my… god!”

The women touched his body as if they were deciding what to do with their new plaything.

“Please. Wait!” Martin begged as Danielle and Catherine fondled him as he stood helpless, naked, legs spread, hands stretched out side to side, with his balls attached to chains that were attached to the floor and ceiling.

The two women smiled as they continued, understanding Martin’s fear about not knowing what they would do next.

Martin had gone from being ice cold to now starting to sweat.

Suddenly Catherine grabbed him from behind by his head, ensuring he was looking straight ahead as Danielle moved back and pulled out her phone and opened the camera app.

CLICK.

The girls then swapped positions.

CLICK

“Nice,” Catherine said as she inspected the photographs. They then returned their phones to their pockets.

Martin felt a sense of embarrassment stronger than usual. He had almost become used to the Warden and Officers taking photos and video of his naked predicaments. But this was different. He KNEW these women. Knew them outside in the normal world. He knew them as girls when he was younger. And they had just pulled him around and photographed him, not just naked, but naked bound, helpless and looking quite ridiculous, like he was their property. And they did it so matter of fact. Like they owned him.

“How have you been, Martin?” Danielle enquired. “Enjoying your stay here?” she asked smugly, as she looked around the room containing other items of restraint that Martin could be placed into at any time.

Martin was still in shock. He didn’t really know what to say. He was still processing that they were here. That have done this to him. His head was swimming with thoughts.

“Not usually so quiet,” Catherine stated. “Always had such a big mouth as I remember.”

Danielle smirked and joined in.

“Come on Martin. It’s not as if you are ball gagged. Not yet anyway. You can speak to us. You have our permission… little man.”

With that comment she smacked her hand down across Martin’s cock to cause him further embarrassment and some pain. She also knew that a few small slaps would likely start to get him erect. So she continued to tap his cock as Catherine then spoke again.

“I suppose you have a lot of questions so you will be pleased to know we came on a little visit to see you because we both felt it was time to give you some answers.”

Danielle kept up with the small slaps and started to watch Martin grow.

“You see, Martin,” Catherine continued, “We came across this little place via the Dark Web and as soon as we realised what they do here we were so excited. We talked about it and decided that you would be sent here. You would be broken here!”

Martin gulped, but still said nothing.

“We are honestly surprised that you didn’t figure this out sooner. We have seen lots of photos and video of you. You were like a rabbit in the headlights. Clueless!”

Danielle then chipped in.

“Yea. Catherine even made you suffer more than you might have because you were too stupid to figure it out. Hope you enjoyed eating that cum,” she giggled as Catherine joined in.

“I…. I,” Martin tried to string some words together.

Catherine continued as she started to circle Martin.

“I just couldn’t believe you didn’t work it out. But I suppose that shows the contempt you had for me, Martin. I don’t even enter your mind that what you did to me would be the cause of your confinement and torture here”.

SMACK

Catherine hit Martin hard on his bare bottom as her anger grew, resulting in him letting out a scream.

“Please -,” he started to beg.

“Danielle here was good enough to help me get my revenge on you Martin. No! Let me correct that. I mean for me to get JUSTICE for what you did.”

SMACK SMACK. SMACK. SMACK. SMACK.

Catherine continued to punish him with her hand smacking his bottom as Danielle stood there looking him in the eye, recognising his pain and humiliation. Her taps, plus the smacks from Catherine had made him fully erect, his cock as hard as a rock sticking out from between his legs, adding to his embarrassment.

Danielle then walked to his right hand side and undid the rope holding his arms out. She then repeated that with his other arm. Martin was finally able to relax his arms by his sides.

It was only a small respite though because she then produced from her pocket a controller and pressed the upwards button. Martin felt the chain attached to the ceiling and his balls start to shorten, resulting in him being pulled slightly upwards onto his tip toes with his legs stretched into this stressful position.

“That’s better,” Danielle said. “No slouching, Martin.”

SMACK SMACK SMACK.

Catherine smacked him again, making the rope tug on his balls.

“Do you know how many years I suffered because of you? The humiliation I suffered. The embarrassment,” Catherine continued. “You made me feel used, like my body was not my own.”

Martin at this point realised what she was referring too. Why had he not worked this out before? In his defence, he never thought as much of what happened as she did. And that is why it never immediately came to mind. What’s the big deal? He did it with several women. They enjoyed it. And boys will be boys, right? But Martin now realised that it affected Catherine more than he realised. He was also starting to see that with having big sister Danielle to lean on, it was a massive mistake he had made.

“Well, Martin,” Catherine said, calming down and returning to a slower and more measured, more determined voice, “How have you been feeling since your arrival here?”

Danielle chipped in, “I know how he has been feeling, Catherine. Exactly how we wanted him to feel.”

Catherine continued. “Yea, have you been feeling embarrassed, Martin? Have you been feeling used? Like your body is not your own. Like you are a plaything for someone else’s amusement? Multiple women looking at your naked body and judging you! Photographs being taken and used god knows where. How does it feel Martin? How does it feel?”

Catherine took the controller from Danielle and pressed the up button again to move the chain slightly further up.

AGGGGHHHHH.

Martin yelped in pain as the chain pulled him higher onto his tip-toes.

She pressed it once more.

AGGHHHHHH

“Please,” Martin begged.

“Please what? Catherine replied. “Beg me to let you down. Beg me now or I will pull your balls off”.

“Please. Please let me down. Please. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. Please. I beg you, Catherine. Don’t hurt me.”.

Catherine smirked at his submissiveness. This felt good. Really good. Martin strained on his tip-toes not sure how much longer he could hold his balance.

“Tell me that you belong to me,” Catherine commanded, holding the controller in front of his face. “Tell me you are my bitch.”

Martin wasn’t going to argue. “I’m yours,” he replied quickly. “I’m your bitch. I’m your bitch. Please.”

Catherine smiled and then pushed and held the down button.

The chain above him loosened and he was able to relax and stand flat on his feet once more.

But Catherine kept her finger on the button, which meant the reversal was occurring with the chains attached to his balls from below now pulling him downwards. Martin was pulled towards the floor by his balls and had no choice but to go with it and get down on all fours.

Catherine, satisfied at his new position, then released the button.

“Kiss my feet,” she commanded.

Martin hesitated.

“Kiss my feet NOW or back up you go & I will leave you there for half an hour.”

Martin did what he was told. He now felt more scared than he had of any of Warden and the Officers. The prison staff were sadists, no doubt, but this felt different. Catherine was angry with him. And it made her more unstable.

“Good boy,” she said to humiliate him further.

Danielle took the controller from Catherine who passed it across to her and then looked down at him. Then she knelt down and spoke softly while he was still kissing Catherine’s feet.

“I was always going to make you suffer for what you did to my sister! This place is an amazing find. And how long we choose to keep you here depends on your actions during the next few days during our little visit. You had better please us. You had better please my sister. Or when we depart this place we will leave you here for a long, long time.”

Martin knew she wasn’t kidding. This was his way out. He needed to show them he had changed and was no longer the man he was. He wanted his freedom. He wanted out of this and his normal life back. And these two women had the power to grant him that wish. He made the decision there and then to obey them. Whatever they wanted, he would do it.

Martin continued kissing Catherine’s feet, who after a while of enjoying watching Martin know his place, nodded across to Danielle who promptly pushed the up button on the controller. This made the bottom cord go slack and the upper cord go tight as it began to coil together. It now pulled upwards on Martin’s balls forcing him into a standing position once again. Pretty soon he was being forced back onto his tip toes. Finally, it stopped and Martin was all stretched out upwards once more, concentrating hard to hold his balance.

“Oooh, I like this,” Danielle said. “We have him under full control. Up and down!”

“Well, not full,” Catherine disagreed. “Once they give us the control to his balls zapper, THEN we will have full control.”

The two women laughed aloud.

Martin felt apprehensive at hearing that. He knew they will both ball zapp him as soon as they are given that infernal remote. Absolutely he was going to have to suffer some more of that now because they will want to have some fun with him.

Danielle went around front of Martin and moved his head into a position so she was looking him directly in the eye.

“Now, boy, you are going to tell us exactly what happened that night with Catherine. I want to hear it in your own words. That you know what you did. Fully know what you did. No excuses. Don’t try to be clever with me. Do you understand?”

Martin nodded his head. Although tempted to leave out parts that are not going to get a positive reaction, he felt more scared in trying to play with the truth and then the girls catching him out or getting annoyed with him dancing around the point or outright lying. He decided then and there that he had to be honest.

“Don’t play with me on this. Or you WILL regret it,” Danielle warned Martin.

“I won’t Danielle,” Martin said almost panicked. “I will be truthful. I promise.”

“Excellent,” Catherine said joining in whilst moving backwards to sit on a chair at the back wall of the room, facing Martin.

“I have waited YEARS to hear this. To get the truth! And now, thanks to this fantastic place, I am going to hear it. Every single detail. Don’t you dare miss anything out Martin or I will leave you strung up like that for hours!”

Martin gulped at the thought. His arms were already hurting and the balancing on his tip toes meant he had to concentrate very carefully not to slip and the wires cause a painful tug on his balls.

Danielle walked over to join her sister and pulled up a chair beside her. They looked on at a struggling stretched upwards Martin with pure delight. His body couldn’t settle from the awkward stretch position he was now in which meant he kept wriggling. Danielle put the controller down on the floor, which Martin noticed and knew it meant they wouldn’t be using it for a while. They were clearly leaving him like this to tell his account of what he did and ultimately why he is here.

“Come on then,” Catherine said impatiently. “Time to tell us why you are here. I want to hear it, from the beginning. Will you tell me Martin?”

Martin nodded quickly in agreement, still trying hard to hold his balance in this awkward stretch position.

Catherine then looked across at Danielle and said,

“Excellent. We are about to find out exactly what we have been waiting for.”

TO BE CONTINUED