Date: Fri, 16 Oct 2009 05:38:56 -0700 (PDT) From: Jim Cooke Subject: Chapter 5, Stopped by for a drink A story of bondage and discovery. Jim had been caught by a guard stroking his cock without permission. In response he had been dragged naked to a punishment room and secured to a St Andrews cross, his arms and legs spread painfully wide. To his front he could hear male and female voices behind what appeared to be a folding room divider. Strawboss and the guard that found him were stroking his helpless body and causing a massive hardon. The guard then reached into his pocket and removed a tube squirting a quanity into his hand, rubbing them together to mix it. The guard then rubbed slave jim's cock and balls with the material causing his massively erect cock to twitch and leak precum. jim was in heaven, the ointment being applied was bringing him to the edge of a giant release....then a different sensation began to overwhelm him. The guard finished applying the ointment and rubbed his hands down jim's naked, restrained, flanks just as jim realized that he had been coated with muscle rubbing ointment. The burning was intense and jim was restrained, spreadeagled, unable to touch himself or relieve the intense irritation he now felt. he was still massively erect but he struggled in his bonds seeking some relief from the burning on his shaved balls and cock. As he jerked and wiggled from his spreadeagled position, vainly attempting to mitigate the effects of he ointment, the folding room divider was folded to one side revealing that he was actually in an anteroom adjacent to a room full of men and women. There was a barrier preventing them from direct access, they were perhaps 25 feet away. his struggling and obvious discomfort caused the crowd to yell and cheer. Some of the women pointed at jim's still huge erection, hooting, jeering and laughing. Waiters and waitresses in BDSM attire hurried around the room delivering drinks and taking orders. Strawboss then blew a whistle and the crowd go silent, jim continued to whine and wiggle in response to his situation. Strawboss then made an announcement as two men moved large coolers to a center position along the barrier. "The club has been provided a diversion for the evening. We have a new slave candidate before you. He was discovered abusing himself earlier today and in accordance with our house rules, will be punished. He is spreadeagled naked before you and has been prepared for punishment. As you can see, he is a natural slave, excited to be restrained naked before all of you. Each of you will have an opportunity to compete for the option of punishing him. This will be done in a contest. We have moved a large cooler full of shaved ice and water here on the viewing rail. In the cooler are a few dozen tennis balls floating that have been there for a few hours. For a fee of five dollars you will get three tennis balls which you may throw at the naked target spreadeagled before you." As he talked, the guard was drawing a ring around slave jim's cock and balls using a very large magic marker. Additional rings were drawn forming a concentric set of rings. The first set of rings went from his navel to his mid thigh. Then from his knees to just below his ribcage. Yet another ring went across his nipples to mid calf. Outside these rings was numbered zero, the outter most ring was numbered one, and so forth with is cock and balls numbered five. He had become a human target. The crowd lined up quickly, eager to try their hand and see who would be the highest scoring person. Bright lights made if difficult for jim to see details in the crowd but he did notice that several of the women were wearing what looked like softball jerseys. There were side bets going on and a general air of excitement as participants signed up. Each participant would be a turn with three opportunities to hit his cock and balls with the wet, cold, tennis balls. Score would be kept. Those that purchased more than one turn would then return to the end of the line. The score would be the best of the series. jim continued to struggle in a vain attempt to stop the pain from the muscle ointment spread on his cock and balls. His struggle delighted the crowd and added to the excitement. The first thrower stepped up to the barrier, it was a very tall woman with large tits that filled her softball jersey. She was the team leader of a women's softball team that was out on the town. jim wished he could somehow protect himself, he was restrained naked in a spread eagled position with a room full of people who were about to amuse themselves by using his cock and balls as target practice. In spite of this situation, his cock continued to throb and twitch, in part from the muscle ointment but more due to his exposed situation and the submissive nature that the last 24 hours had uncovered. At the rail, the female was warming up her underhanded swing.