(Fiction) It started as a joke. MY buddy and I were here in the country for a weekend festival, arrived a few days earlier to enjoy the location a little more as well.
The first day after arrival we took a hike in te surrounding areas, quite a number historical stuff was to find alongside one of the paths we chose.
During that hike we encountered those stocks, well, not really historical, definitely some rebuild of something that may have been in the past. But we joked around it, with nobody else around, I got my buddy locked in for a while, the upper half of the device was secured with a wedge, so there was no escaping, then I did some slapping his butt, twisting his nipples, well, you know… the playful mean streak.
Of course he insisted in getting me locked in also, while hesitant at first, he convinced me to still agree. Once in the stocks though, he laughed, a loud 'payback time' then followed and he explained that he'd be finishing the hike by himself, leaving me helpless stuck hre, if I got lucky, he'd be back later today, unless he might want to leave me overnight suffering here eventually, I'd just have to wait and see.
While I of course cursed at him and shouted plenty swear words at him, he still just left, grabbing his backpack and then walking away along the path into the woods, soon enough he was no longer to see or hear.
I was truly stuck, I tried, but no matter ho much I tried, those holes holding my wrists were just a tiny bit too small for me to get free, even if that would cause a lot pain, I gave it the best shot, but realized I would not succeed, I was stuck and would have to wait, in this awkward posture bent over here, though I stil hoped someone else may pass and help me out here.
It must have been at least three or four hours though before someone showed up, not my buddy, but 4 guys that seemed local, I could not at all understand what they said to each other. What I did notice was one of them pointing at me while shouting at the others with laughter in his voice, the rest laughing loud right with him then.
While I kept shouting at them then ongoing to let me out of this ordeal they treated me clearly in ways not indicating that intent. One in front of me lifted my head by my hair brutally, laughed into my face, slapped me twice, then joined the others that were behind me and to my sides.
Slaps on my butt weren't the worst, nipples not just twisted but terribly painful squeezed, my junk grabbed and squeezed painfully, and all I could do was shout in pain and shouting for release. I tried kicking them with my feet, the only free parts of my body giving me at least some defense mechanism, but the went around that, on both sides, one each holding my leg down and preventing me from kicking, another removing my rather long boot laces, quickly looping those around my ankles and then loping the ends around the wooden plank I stood on, tightening expertly quickly to anchor my foot, still int he loose boots, firmly on the floor planks, unable to lift them up from there, removing the last defense ability I had.
Maybe my kicking attempts made them angry, but it escalated then fast. All together they started ripping my clothes off, the shirt, the tee, the shorts as well ans my undies, leaving me standing naked in the boots, captured in the stocks helplessly.
The worst then was my dick, continued grabs, ball slaps, butt slaps and nipple twists, added to the bondage in the stocks, I got hard, and that was the sign for them to go all the way. not just were the slaps, squeezes and twists a lot rougher by all of them, each of them also fucked my helpless exposed butt under the laughter of the others.
Finally with each having left a load of their jizz up my butt, one of them stood in front and spoke in broken but still understandable English:
'Nice ass, will be useful during weekend party also. You may wonder about your buddy, we caught him hours ago, he's stuck hanging off the tree in our camp in the woods over there, gave up your location easily before we fucked him also earlier.
Tourists, some of you still make that mistake of not checking out what areas you should or should not walk through, this one is clearly knows as dangerous and to be avoided, so whatever happens here to you is basically your own fault. We have quite the reputation and status around here, not even the locals dare coming here, knowing the dangers, hell, they use this area sometimes even to get rid of people they want to disappear, we gladly make use of that of course, there's good money to make from that.
I am guessing you are here for the festival, tough luck though, we have our own party here during that time, many of those coming for the festival also have, let's call it 'other' interests, we provide those to the fullest.
Your buddy already gave away where you stay, that motel is owned by the uncle of one of our own, so it won't be an issue to make you two disappear from there.
You two will just hang out waiting where you are until tomorrow evening when out own weekend festivities start. To the visitors you're just 'part o the event', nobody will know the details, because the one thing we always ensure is to prepare our newest victims from the start to never give away the truth, at the end, when we're done enjoying your two, there's a buyer for each of you to find easily, so a few weeks from now you're somewhere else on the planet fully enslaved into whatever that buyer wants to have fro you.
Now lets get the preparations done and then leave you take in the new situation fully, as there's no way out for sure.'
They left briefly, obviously it was not too far to walk where they went, coming back with a large duffel bag, placing it behind me so I could not see.
I had to let it happen from then on, helplessly unable to prevent any of it. First a chain was placed around my waist, it did not seem heavy or thick, but still considerable, another in the meantime worked on my genitals, placing a base ring around them, that ring being already connected up to the chain around my waist, on the bottom of that ring two more chains dangling, being pulled between my spread legs to the back, across both of my butt cheeks and then with use of an open chain link, hooked on tot he waist chain and using heavy tools, that open chain link got closed completely, likewise an open link connected that waist chain tight enough not to slip anymore, all that then ensured that base ring would sit firm on the skin, not move away for any reason.
Then what I feared followed, one of them worked on my dick, not really hard having heard everything earlier and knowing what they did was certainly not a fun game, so placing that half cup over the tip of my almost limp dick was not an issue, neither was the pushing it then back into the body all the way and further, this was one of those negative cages, once the flat front plate hit the base ring, they slid it in place and locked it, then used a false key to push it into the lock and break it off, there was no way to open that unless cutting it off, and it sat so tight on my dick and dick, cutting would be a huge problem for sure also.
They hooked another chain in the center back of the waist chain then, before it realised I felt then something pushed into my butt, having been fucked by the 4 earlier, I screamed out though as that dildo they used now was bigger than either of their dicks, barely managing under massive pain to get it passed the muscles finally, panting heavily then while I had to feel that extra chain being pulled through a ring int e dildo's base, after having been pushed inside all the 8 inches and then that chain gor hooked on to the base ring in the front also, that extra chain in my butt crack holding that dildo locked in was not permanent, but could be removed at need.
Coming to my front then, I heard that guy again: 'Obviously that ass of yours will get a hell lot of use during the coming weekend, our dick however is no longer of any use to anyone, so deservingly disappeared permanently back where it came from. But now it's time to also ensure you won't be screaming, shouting or begging anymore, buckle up, this isn't going to be pleasant either.'
One of them pulled my head upwards to the maximum, another placed nose hooks into my nose, pulling that over my head and anchoring it around the wooden stocks around my neck made sure I would not be able to lower my head without ripping my nose off. It also kept my mouth slightly open, that tension now on my head pushed up and backward no longer allowed much.
What followed clearly was something they seemed doing constantly, too well done too quick, too accurate was every move on it. Two very long tubes were inserted, one in each of my nose holes, The guy pushing those also had some weird looking steel item down my throat and checked visually while pushing the tubes deeper and deeper, I heard him even tall that he is guiding both into the lung tube several inches deep. I could not do anything, felt the sting, the weird feel when tubes go into the nose but also hen they start going down the throat.
But once he was satisfied and no longer checked, just the final inch sticking out of the nose, he smeared the ends with something before pushing those completely inside, deep enough to be barely visible anymore, but clearly present and felt by me, also noticing that breathing, while possible though them, was slightly limited now.
But the bad one followed then, a mouth spreader forcing my jaw as open as it can get first, I then say that enormously long and much thicker tube, without delay he started pushing that down my throat, telling me to keep swallowing, pausing when I threw up, which happened quite a lot the first few minutes and inches, but he kept pushing relentlessly. Finally after endless choking, coughing and misery, I saw the end of that tube, its end was holding something weird, on closer look then I saw… Just like those full teeth and gum covers you may use as bite guard or I remembered to be used to whiten teeth, basically something to bite into, leading deep into your mouth, do that upper and lower teeth, almost all of your mouth is covered, just this stuff here was hard silicone muth piece, then softer silicone tubing, not only attached at the back part to that tube, but also attached shaped to seal itself on to the upper gum while fully enclosing and covering the tongue under the bottom part. He again used that fluid, generously pored it into the bite part of the whole, then pushed the tube deeper and deeper until he was able to align those bites to my upper and lower teeth, remove that mouth spreader and nose hook in the process and once done, two of them held my head apropriately to force my mouth shut with pressure applied for at least two minutes.
I did feel the last push of that tube, suddenly it felt softer back int he throat, while holding me he explained that also: 'We took many attempts, but a generous buyer finally came with the perfect method needed and supplies up also with the needed since then.
As you felt, that feeding tube is hard only deeper down your throat, so anyone fucking your throat will actually only feel the soft silicone parts, even when fucking a few inches more down the throat, a perfect feel while not having any distraction from your side, the mouth spreader will be in all weekend, but if removed, you can actually close your mouth and nothing is visible, likewise nothing is seen at the nose.
But as you may or may not know, vocal noises happen when air passes the vocal cord. Not only are those cords restricted by the large tube down your throat, also all air coming from your lungs goes directly via the nose tubes, no nothing passes those vocal cords anymore. No taking, no grunting, no shouting, no begging,no telling anything, you're silent. The glue used is medical grade, without special dissolvent, it will keep remain bonded to your skin, gums and teeth, so none of the tubes will come out or has the need to come out either, you can be perfectly fine fed and obviously mouth fucked through it. Be happy, you wont taste a thing anymore of course, so whoever pisses down that throat can do so without you even realizing other than the fill of your stomach.
Until end of the party you stay as you are, nobody will know that you're not voluntarily here, after that we'll move you to our camp and once we're done having our fun, you'll find out where you end up soon enough.
Now enjoy the the rest of today and tomorrow before the party, we'll be back looking after you tomorrow evening.'
Then he left and ,my initial attempt to swear, curse and shout at him made me immediately aware… nothing… total silence… fuck…
Strange enough though, the helpless situation, bondage as real as it can get, the realization of him taking away my ability to speak, that painful dildo back there felt on every attempted move when my butt muscles squeezed around that intruder and it moved ever so slightly, that realization of the power they had over me now, total and complete… it made my dick attempt… just attempt, because the futility and pain related to that made me try focusing on anything but horny stuff quickly…
Not just losing voice and freedom, but also ability to have any pleasure down there for whatever reason it may happen, damn…
The remainder of the time waiting I spent trying to find a way to signal anyone to help me, but I came up empty, nothing I could think of would work, I was just a 'party favor' here and whatever happened after, I did not even want to think of either… fuck.. fuck… fuck…
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