Tied Spreadeagle
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He had been carefully allowed some exercise these past several days to prevent any permanent damage to his muscles but for the most part he’d been on this bed, hooded and tied in various ways, constantly in wait for another visit from his so-called kidnapper.
The man, from what the male could tell, seemed much older than he was but appeared gentle in his basic demeanor. His abductor was always kind and considerate though overly fixated on the young male’s physical form. The man paid several visits a day just to tend to his bound body… massaging aching muscles with oils… bathing him with warm, wet sponges… and taking a keen, not-so subtle interest in fondling his genitals - touching him to erection over and over while not ever letting him climax in anyway.
The man was constantly assuring him while he tended to his bound prisoner - always promising him that once he’d get his ransom money he would then be freed and returned to his life unharmed. But nothing about his kidnapping made any sense to the 21 year old stud. His small handful of living family members were poorer than poor and his few friends had no real level of wealth that could ever make this man think he was a viable profit center for abduction. The fact that the ransom sum seemed to widely vary from one molestation visit to the next made things even odder.
As he laid there spread eagled and trapped on his bed…his teased out precum again drying in his worn out briefs, his captor suddenly unlocked and opened the door. To the male’s shock, he felt a naked form laying next to him on the bed…cuddling up to him…hands removing the hood.
"i’m sorry boi…" whispered the captor, "so sorry."
"I’ve waited so long for any response but it seems no one knows you are missing…I’m so very sorry for you…that no one cares I have taken you…” The elegant looking mature gentleman then kisses the prisoners neck… “but I care boi…I really do…” A hand fondles his cock in a now familiar fashion. “From now on, boi… you’ll stay here with me…like this…safely in my control.”  Squeezing his penis tighter. “MY control boi…forever and ever and ever.”
He kisses his prisoner’s neck once again as the young male whimpers in dread and terror.






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He had been carefully allowed some exercise these past several days to prevent any permanent damage to his muscles but for the most part he’d been on this bed, hooded and tied in various ways, constantly in wait for another visit from his so-called kidnapper.

The man, from what the male could tell, seemed much older than he was but appeared gentle in his basic demeanor. His abductor was always kind and considerate though overly fixated on the young male’s physical form. The man paid several visits a day just to tend to his bound body… massaging aching muscles with oils… bathing him with warm, wet sponges… and taking a keen, not-so subtle interest in fondling his genitals - touching him to erection over and over while not ever letting him climax in anyway.

The man was constantly assuring him while he tended to his bound prisoner - always promising him that once he’d get his ransom money he would then be freed and returned to his life unharmed. But nothing about his kidnapping made any sense to the 21 year old stud. His small handful of living family members were poorer than poor and his few friends had no real level of wealth that could ever make this man think he was a viable profit center for abduction. The fact that the ransom sum seemed to widely vary from one molestation visit to the next made things even odder.

As he laid there spread eagled and trapped on his bed…his teased out precum again drying in his worn out briefs, his captor suddenly unlocked and opened the door. To the male’s shock, he felt a naked form laying next to him on the bed…cuddling up to him…hands removing the hood.

"i’m sorry boi…" whispered the captor, "so sorry."

"I’ve waited so long for any response but it seems no one knows you are missing…I’m so very sorry for you…that no one cares I have taken you…” The elegant looking mature gentleman then kisses the prisoners neck… “but I care boi…I really do…” A hand fondles his cock in a now familiar fashion. “From now on, boi… you’ll stay here with me…like this…safely in my control.”  Squeezing his penis tighter. “MY control boi…forever and ever and ever.”

He kisses his prisoner’s neck once again as the young male whimpers in dread and terror.

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masterboibinder:

"Now I know you’ve been locked up in isolation for the past few weeks, stud boy… and it may seem like I’m leaving you displayed here all alone, but don’t you worry… In about another hour or so, this empty room will be filled… wall-to-wall with a whole lot of men… all very eager to finally meet you and get their hands all over your hot body… specially that hard fuckin’ dick of yours! And you can tell ‘em whatever you want, stud… they won’t really care that you’re straight… won’t care you’ve been held captive against your will… doesn’t matter to them that your dick is hard because of all the viagra I’ve been feeding ya… Matter of fact, they already know all the sordid little details… that’s why they paid good money to attend this little event tonight… you are the object of their desires and I’m guessing by the time they’re through ‘playing’ with you, you’ll be begging me to put you back in your caged isolation… So you enjoy your evening, stud boy!"





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masterboibinder:

"Now I know you’ve been locked up in isolation for the past few weeks, stud boy… and it may seem like I’m leaving you displayed here all alone, but don’t you worry… In about another hour or so, this empty room will be filled… wall-to-wall with a whole lot of men… all very eager to finally meet you and get their hands all over your hot body… specially that hard fuckin’ dick of yours! And you can tell ‘em whatever you want, stud… they won’t really care that you’re straight… won’t care you’ve been held captive against your will… doesn’t matter to them that your dick is hard because of all the viagra I’ve been feeding ya… Matter of fact, they already know all the sordid little details… that’s why they paid good money to attend this little event tonight… you are the object of their desires and I’m guessing by the time they’re through ‘playing’ with you, you’ll be begging me to put you back in your caged isolation… So you enjoy your evening, stud boy!"

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masterboibinder:

"They’re just gonna get tighter and tighter, stud! The more you try to fight and resist the inevitable, the more I’m gonna stretch your limbs until you become my tautly displayed puppet toy! And if you think those muscles are aching now and your flesh is burning from the last flogging, you just wait until you feel the stinging lash of the single-tailed whip! Once you’re stretched out and completely immobilized, you’ll feel every bite of the whip searing across every inch of your flesh!! If you refuse to submit to wearing a chastity cage, then you just have to accept the consequences!!"

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masterboibinder:

"Hey, Bobby… what’s the deal with this dude? How long you planning to leave this meat strung up here?"
The bartender smirks… 'Depends on what the manager wants to do with him… guess there's some issues with his bar tab from the past couple of months… manager's been cutting him some slack, but says it's time for him to pay up or put out… hehehe…'
The bar patron reaches up to give a squeezing grope to the heavy low-hangers and that twitching hard-on… “Hmmm… nice way of punishing him by putting him on display like this… adds a certain character to the atmosphere here…”
Bobby admonishes the patron… 'Hey, bud… you can look… you can touch… BUT don't even think about helping that meat to cum! Boss says that ain't allowed… Also says if you or anyone wants to get into anything beyond teasing gropes, it'll cost you… the dumb bastard has got to earn enough money to pay his tab somehow…'





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masterboibinder:

"Hey, Bobby… what’s the deal with this dude? How long you planning to leave this meat strung up here?"

The bartender smirks… 'Depends on what the manager wants to do with him… guess there's some issues with his bar tab from the past couple of months… manager's been cutting him some slack, but says it's time for him to pay up or put out… hehehe…'

The bar patron reaches up to give a squeezing grope to the heavy low-hangers and that twitching hard-on… “Hmmm… nice way of punishing him by putting him on display like this… adds a certain character to the atmosphere here…”

Bobby admonishes the patron… 'Hey, bud… you can look… you can touch… BUT don't even think about helping that meat to cum! Boss says that ain't allowed… Also says if you or anyone wants to get into anything beyond teasing gropes, it'll cost you… the dumb bastard has got to earn enough money to pay his tab somehow…'

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masterboibinder:

'W-what… w-w-where am I? W-what the fuck?!?'

Austin yanked in vain against his bonds, trying to clear the clouds from his brain. Though he remembered being in the gym locker room, he had no memory of being chloroformed and abducted. But that reality was starting to sink in as some guy came closer to plant a hand on Austin’s bare chest… taking the liberty of rubbing his exposed flesh with a leering twinkle in his eye.

'What the hell is going on? Who the fuck are you? Get your hand off me, dude!'

"Hmmm… yes, I doubt you’d know me, boy… whenever I’ve seen you at the gym, you’ve been too obsessed with perfecting your lovely body to notice anyone else… to notice someone like me watching you… studying you. As a matter of fact, you have quite a few secret admirers, boy… and now that I’ve got you here in my club, you’ll have an opportunity to meet all of them… and hopefully a lot more…"

Austin continued to writhe and thrash as this perv started to slice away his gym shorts and j-strap… stripping him completely naked and totally exposed… "What the hell ya doing?? NOOO… s-sstop, dude! What is this place?!?’ The man began to fondle Austin’s pendulous manhood as some weird harness was attached to his nut sac.. 'F-f-fuuucckk… n—n-nooooooooo!?!?' Then he could feel the tension pulling… stretching his balls as the dude slowly began turning the winch at the foot of the platform… ‘AaaaAawwwwWggHfffuuucckkkk?!?!?’

"This place… to put it simply… is an exclusive club for men who enjoy torturing and teasing hot-blooded muscular males like yourself, boy. Only the finest specimens are collected and brought here for display… as well as play… hehehe… you should feel honored that you’ve been chosen… we only select the best… the cream of the crop so to speak… All those hours spent sculpting that definition… perfecting those muscles… surely you have the stamina and the strength to endure quite a bit of torturous torment and sexual suffering, boy. I’ve watched you for months… so focused, pushing your limits in the gym… but now I, along with the rest of the club members, will happily assist with pushing your limits beyond the boundaries of your imagination, boy. For the next 72 hours, you can expect an excruciating work out like nothing you’ve ever endured before, muscle boy…"

'N-n-n-nnooooooo…AAAaaAAAWwWWrrGRGRGRGHRHHH?!?!?'

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