Underwater Bondage: Part 2
The crew sailed to the island of Corsica where they returned the ship to the fisherman they rented it from. John was untied but walking around in his hit T-shirt and white silk boxers along with some flip flops he was given by Jacabo. Antonio had turned off John's cellphone's GPS location tracking data just in case the authorities tried to track him down since he would possibly be a suspect too now.
The rest of the crew had switched out of their wetsuits, which were stuffed into their duffle bags, and were in tourist mode clothes to blend in: shorts and t-shirts were their new outfits. They wore sunglasses and baseball hats to be more incognito with the summer tourist crowds.
They rented a Seat Leon to drive to the airport. Paul got a roll of duct tape out from his backpack and duct taoed Johns wrists behind his back and ankles together before wrapping it around his mouth a few times. He quickly popped a boner tenting in his boxers at being duct taped again. They sat in the rear seat on either side of John and couldn't help themselves, they slide their hands into the opening of John's silk boxers and started playing with his dick slowly jerking him off as they they drove along the highway. It got hard as a rock and twiching now in Paul's hand as Jacobo played with Johns balls and started jerking himself off. John moaned into the tape lustfully: "mmmpffff...."
Antonio looked in the rearview mirror at the hot scene. "Guys...." He said.
John started dribbling precum in his shorts making a visible wet spot as Paul was about to whip out John's dick and give John a blow job when Antonio stopped him. "Hey, hey - Basta!"
Paul was practically drooling ready to give him a suprise blow job unable to contain his lust - he wanted John's big dick and gulp down every drop of spunk from it. "Come on, don't play in here.... you're going to mess the back up and the police can track us down from any DNA we leave behind. Like blowing your loads all over the backseat - I'm not cleaning that up again! Plus, you're very distracting and can cause me to have an accident." He said with a wink at the guys.
Alright, we'll just edge him. They both said reaching into his shorts. Paul wrapping his hand around John's dick and Jacobo playing with his balls. John was about to blow from just thenm touching his dick lightly. Everyone was so horny now.
"Ah! - Hands off. No playing until we get to the hideout." If you two can't keep your hands to yourselves than you can walk. They let go and everyone seemed dissapointed
After about 30 minutes drive to the private airport they untied John before exiting the car, hired a pilot to fly them to the Greek Island of Zakynthos as a group of "tourists".
The old Corisican pilot had flown there many times but he was supposed to pick up a group of Australian skydivers who were filming a YouTube video or something. In his old 6 seater Beachcraft plane that doubled taking skydivers in as well as private flights of wealthy tourists from the South of France to Greece.
"Well, tell the Aussie's to find another flight." Antonio said firmly but with a friendly enough tone holding out a wad of cash in $100 bills from safe of the place they robbed. It was $3000 dollars. "OK, we go now then."
The older Italian gentleman said eagerly taking the cash and calling the group of Aussie skydivers to make up a story that he had to pick up his niece and take her to work all of the sudden or something.
They had made up a cover story sine they would need it since people were friendly and inquisitive with tourists in Southern Europe. A father, his sons, his cousin and their friend were all vacationing together from Spain. "Where's the wife? Back in Spain?" The pilot inquired. Antonio made up something quickly not ready for that question. "We divorced a couple of years ago."
"Oh.... well women do to much complaining anyway. You have more fun vacation without her." The old pilot said with a laugh. Paul and John had to stop themselves at rolling their eyes at his sexist comment.
5 hours later they landed on air strip in Zakynthos that wasn't used very often since most of the flights landed at the official airport miles away. A Jeep Cherokee was waiting for them from a friend of the pilot's that Antonio had arranged in flight. They could drive to buy another boat that would be their homebase for however long until they did the next job.
Paul and John sat in the back and slept leaning against each other tired from all the day by now. All this traveling by boats and planes made John tired and while he never expected to be on the run with these kinky captors he was certainly not complaining. Jacobo sat up front in the passenger seat with Antonio behind the wheel.
A short drive later and they arrived in the town of Zakynthos, secured their boat which was an old fishing vessel and set sail again for a deserted island a few miles away that they could use as a hideout for a month or so.
They finally made it to the deserted island. It was small and could probably walk around it in about 30 minutes. There was a long abandonded small farm house on it with a windmill. There were no trees and only shrubs in the barren landscape. They decided to stay on the boat which was much nicer with its modern cabins and nice kitchen. John wanted to lay on the small beach for a while in the morning sun. He jumped off the boat and swam the short distance to the beach, his clothes wet and clinging to him from the swim. Jacaobo had a amazing devious idea when he saw the anchor.
They would suprise John with some kidnapping roleplay (to add a double layer of kidnapping to John's already kidnapped sitatuion) that would blow his mind among other things.
John laid on the beach under a tree for shade. He was falling asleep due to the sounds of the gentles waves lapping along the shore.
Jacaobo and Paul approached the beach in their rubber dingy cutting the engine so as not to wake John, they were dressed in their Neoprene wetsuits with ski masks on with Paul wearing a backpack filled with fun supplies. They hopped out of the dingy and walked it to shore sneaking up on John.
Paul got out the duct tape as they stood over him. Jacaobo pounced on John pinning his arms to the sand as Paul wrapped his ankles and lower legs together in duct tape.
"Hmmm.... Wha - what's go-" John said groggily not sure what was happening getting startled awake by their sneak attack.
Jacaobo handgagged John before he could say anything
"MMMFFGGHHF!" John struggled at first in alarm at the wetsuit clad mystery men. Was he being kidnapped again by another duo? Why did everyone want to kidnap him...? He thought confused and panicking.
"Shhhh... shhhh.... just calm down." Paul said stroking his cock through his boxers and lifting John's shirt up playing with his nipples before they turned John on his back and duct taped his wrists. John complied immediately knowing it was them by their voices.
They duct taped his mouth tightly and carried him to the dingy.
Paul dabbed a mix of Chloroform and poppers onto a cloth as they plopped John down in the dingy sufficently duct taped with his arms behind his back and his chest wrapped in duct tape with his hard nipples poking through his shirt. The rubber dingy felt good. Paul lifted John's head and so he could inhale a bit of the cloth, but just enough for him to feel groggy.
"Mmmm.... mmmmff" John muffled inhaling the intoxicating blend. Paul held onto John as they set off for the boat. He flipped John over onto his stomach lubbing up a butt plug and pulling his boxers down.
He fingered John a bit while John moaned in pleasure softly. Then the butt plug slid in and Paul pulled his boxers up patting John on the butt. he wanted to fuck him so bad but that would have to wait.
They cut the engine pulling up to the boat. They called for Antonio found a basket stretcher out from a storage area of the boat for medical rescue helicopter. The boat they had just happened to have it on there for some reason. They didn't ask why, it was one more toy they could use for bondage fun. They lifted John into it and clicked the straps securely Paul down in it and made sure they were extra tight pulling with each of the guys pulling them very snuggly.
John's boner tented in his boxers and barely his tip poked through the opening
John wondered what they had planned since this roleplay seemed to be getting involved. He hadn't told them he had a fantasy about being kidnapped by guys disguised as coast guard rescue helicopter workers and lifted away off the beach after being incapacitated in the bathrooms while finishing up at a urinal by a guy dressed as lifeguard, who was also one of the kidnappers, in a convincing scene to onlookers who had no idea he was being taken away to be milked and edged for days, weeks - maybe months!
They were unaware of this fantasy of Johns but this was close enough.
Paul and Jacobo climbed on the ship to help hoist John aboard. They pulled him the few few feet up.
Jacaobo grinned and said: "Maybe if we get a helicopter we can fly you away somewhere." Great minds think alike John though with happy suprise.
"But for now you'll be sleeping with the fish. Or cumming with the fish."
He said pointing to a metal X frame.
Paul and Jacaobo took off their ski masks and everyone put on their dive hoods and goggles and got their diving tanks read as well.
They untied John from the basket and duct taoe and lifted him to the X frame attached to a chain on a winch placing his limbs over it.
Paul undid the duct tape around John's mouth getting 3 Cum Maximizer pills out and making John chug a bottle off watered down beer to wash them down. They both worked quickly zip tying his wrists and to and ankles to the frame. John saw a 50ft long black fire hose as well for some reason. There was also a customized milking machine that looked like a pump used by plumbers or something.
Paul shoved the air regulator into John's mouth and secured it with duct tape. He had never worn any scuba gear so he wondered what they were doing but whatever it was was making him tent like crazy in his boxers as he got use to the regulator in his mouth and sucked on it a bit
He play struggled against the zip ties feel very horny in his helpless state secured to the X frame.
They stood the frame up and John admired everyone geared up in scuba gear looking sexy in their scuba gear. He noticed 2 more air tanks for him and then realized they were all going in the water, underwater. The effects of the Chloroform, diluted beer made him feel a nice buzz but he was also now getting anxious: How far down are we going? Are there sharks around here....? He thought.
"You're going to enjoy you're new home - cumming your brains out under the sea. Don't worry I'm sure someone will pay your ransom before your 100th orgasm." Antonio said roleplaying as they lifted him over the edge of the boat.
"Mmmmff!" John protested a bit wanting to know what they were about to do and getting worried he would somehow drown. He started struggling.
"Don't worry, don't worry man. You got lots of air supply. And there aren't any sharks in these waters if you're wondering not for hundreds of miles. They swim down near the African coast anyway and the last sighting was 1978 if you're wondering - a very long time ago." He reassured a bit breaking charater to calm John down. "We have done this scene multiple time in these waters and I'm sure you'll find it just as enjoyable or more than we did."
"Now there's plenty of what I call 'sperm worms' down there, interesting looking little sea creatures that live beneath the sand and shoot out sand when they dig around looking for food. It's actually quite erotic. Maybe they'll put on a show for you. You can even compete for who can cum the most." He said with a mocking laugh getting back into character
"Just relax - we know exactly what we're doing." He made John sniff more Chloroform and Poppers to relax and arouse him. Paul said as him and Jacoapo caressed his nipples and chest after getting their flippers on. They hoisted John over the edge as his eyelids drooped and his head got hazy.
Antonio turned on the winch and John started lowering towards the surface in a few seconds. It reminded him of scenes he had scene from cheesy old superhero TV show of them being lowered to his doom into a vat of boling green liquid or some sort of 1960's special effect with dry ice right before being saved somehow or a cut scene with an equally cheesy annoucer asking: "How will Batman escape this one? Find out next week!"
John's chest was underwater and rising. He instinctively took a breath even though he didn't need to since he could breath through the resperator. Paul and Jacoabo were beside him in the water and smiled in amusement at that to each other as they put their breathers in.
Down they went underwater, about 8 feet to the sandy bottom. It wasn't very deep to John's surprise and he felt the frame land softly on the sand. He could breath normally with his air supply and relaxed worrying the seal wasn't tight enough or something else they hadn't accounted for.
Jacoabo and Paul started hammering something on the feet frame through the holes in the feet. They were hammering metal stakes into the sandy bottom to anchor the frame in place with hammers and stakes they had in an underwater proof bag tossed overboard to them by Antonio. It was staked securely in place and wouldn't be going anywhere.
Antonio also tossed the hose overboard to Paul who took it and and started wrapping it tightly around John working his bondage skills underwater.
Mmmmffffgg! John exclaimed in pleasure feeling totally helpless and extremely aroused. A bunch of bubbles were released from the resperator and rose to the surface in a show of how excited that had made John as Paul and Jacabo wrapped him tightly in the rubber hose. It felt great on his skin and whatever fear or anxiety he had was now replaced by pure horniness and an intoxicating buzz that made his head feel somewhat fuzzy and good.
Jacabo started playing with Johns nipples making them hard not noticing the miker being lowered beside him into the water. He grabbed it after it got his attention and secured it to Johns rock hard cock. A string of precum dangled and floated in the water attached to John's urethra gently waving and suspended with the slight current. Paul and Jacaopo thought that was hot and they hadn't seen any precum like that when they had their underwater bondage fun.
A pressurized noise sounded from it asa it secured into place and John felt a constant suction like a penis pump sucking his penis into it and releasing in it's mechincal.
"Mmmmm..... MMMFFGG!" John exclaimed at the constant pressure pumping his dick. He looked down and saw his penis was getting pumped. Increasing in size. Paul floating in front also noticed and deviously smiled continuing to wrap John in the long hose. He swam a away holding it a bit and then placed his flippered feet on John's chest anchoring himself sideways Jacoabo grabbed John on a bear hug from behind and tightened his grip while playing his nipples.
Paul tightened the hose around John's chest pulling on it hard yanking it super tight and squeezing his nipples between the bindings making them more sensitive to Jacaobos gloves fingers playing with them.
John felt like he was going to cum and got even more lightheaded as the pump sucked his precum up and into the tube as it was turned on to milking mode as it slide slowly up and down his enlongated shaft.
Paul gave his devilish smile and pulled tighter on the binding in unison switching back to penis pump mode with the penis pump enlarging his dick just a little more pushing it to the limit of how large it safely be pumped to. John couldn't help it anymore, this sent him over the edge and he threw his head back and blasted a huge cumshot into the pump which got sucked away up the hose and a large container on the boat's deck. "MMMMM!-- MMMMPPHHUUUGGG!!" He basically screamed in pleasure as he blasted into the milking tube.
Paul smiled with satisfaction at giving John an "underwater Anaconda orgasm".
He finished wrapping the rest of the hose around him as he was now mummified in it. John was in underwater bondage heaven now. Head still tilted back John looked at the sun filtering through the water as Paul took out his resporator and kissed his ears sensually, putting him in a light headlock to give stick his tounge inside his ear, tounge fucking his ear opening.
Jacabo meanwhile hummed John's butt and came in his wetsuit. John shot another orgasm into the milking tube which was sucked up by the tube and deposited into the bucked aboard the ship.
Completely tied up underwater in only his boxers, looking out across the barren but beautiful sandy landscape, it looked like an underwater desert, while getting milked. It was unlike anything he'd ever experienced before.
The guys played with John for a little bit more, occasionally sucking him off or taking off the pump and gulping down his spunk before it was sucked away into the tube. Antonio came down for some fun as well. A group of sperm worms even made an appearance shooting out sand from their mouth - they did look like spunking little dicks. This aided in John spunking so hard he passed out for a few seconds since it was weirdly hot.
In total John spent about 7 hours underwater as they took turns replacing his air tanks. He came about 48 times and filed the gallon bucket almost halfway. He looked like a prune by the time he was hoisted out of the water at sunset. But that didn't stop Paul from fucking his brains out that night before bed.
