Date: Mon, 26 May 2008 15:42:33 +0000
From: indigosub@hotmail.com
Subject: Tony's Punishment 4

Disclaimer - this story involves bondage, humiliation,
watersports and forced orgasm and scat. If this isn't
your thing then do not read on.

Any comments or suggestions (especially suggestions)
will be gratefully received and there's another part
of the story on the way :)

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Chapter 4

Jay handed the naked jock a bottle of water and Tony
glugged gratefully from it.
While he was drinking what he thought was plain water,
Jay smiled to himself and, picking up his back-pack,
started to prepare items for the next stage of the day's
punishments. Tony could only gape in horror as Jay
removed a ball of shiny pink fabric from his bag. Jay
shook this out to reveal that it seemed to be a pair of
lycra hotpants; very pink, very shiny, and very small.

"No! You can't make me wear those! Please, haven't you
done enough?"

Tony started to rise, his mitten-clad hands clamped
protectively over his naked dick. He was halfway up when,
without warning, he fell over, sprawling in an ungainly
heap at Jay's feet. He tried to get up but his limbs felt
incredibly heavy and weak and he couldn't even push
himself up from the tiled floor.

"What have you done to me!?" He cried.

"Don't worry - it'll only last ten minutes or so, just
enough time for me to get you ready for the next show"
Jay giggled.

The enfeebled jock lay panting and protesting on the
floor as Jay then removed a number of items from his bag
and started his preparations. He rolled Tony onto his
back and noted that the drug he'd given his captive was
working very well. Tony didn't even have the strength in
his limbs to lift his hands up to cover Jay's view of his
manhood, which now lolled on his thigh, reddened and sore
from its previous suffering.

Tony watched in terror as Jay took a long thin tube and
applied what looked like lubricant along its length.
Approaching Tony, Jay then took hold of the boy's penis
and slowly, in spite of Tony's cries of pain, began to
feed the tube down the eye of his dick. The sensation was
like nothing Tony had ever experienced before and he
cried out in nameless agony as he felt the tubing work
its way into his bladder. Once Jay was satisfied that
he'd inserted the catheter far enough he took a urine
drainage bag from his stash and secured it to Tony's
upper thigh with straps. He then took a syringe and
injected air through a vent in the tubing to ensure that
the source of Tony's latest torture remained in place.
Finally Jay attached the catheter to the drainage bag and
stood back.

"Please - this is wrong! You can't do this to me!" Tony
shouted from his supine position on the cold locker room
floor. The pain in his dick had passed but he could see
what Jay had done and knew that his next ordeal would
involve him filling the bag.

Jay took the hotpants and worked them up Tony's legs.
They fit like a second skin and Tony's manhood was
clearly visible through the shiny pink fabric. Jay
disconnected and then reattached the catheter so that the
tubing snaked out of the high-cut leg of the pants and
down to the bag making Tony's latest treatment painfully
apparent.

Jay then rolled Tony onto his front exposing his taut
bubble butt and making Tony feel even more exposed than
he had when naked in front of Jay moments earlier. Tony
still had no strength to move his arms and legs but
bellowed for help as Jay pulled the hotpants down and
reopened the tube of lubricant.

"No! This is rape! You can't do this to me! Help! Someone
Help!"

Jay grabbed Tony's hair and pulled his head back sharply.
He then stuffed the gag into Tony's mouth and re-secured
it firmly.

"Mmmmpphhh! Mmmmpphhh!"

"Relax stud. I'm not gonna rape you. I'd love to, you've
got the cutest arse, but Coach has said that's off limits
and I'm only allowed to do things that cause you to
humiliate yourself. That doesn't mean this won't be fun
for me though"

Tony felt something wet touching his butt crack.
Something smooth and blunt was being pushed into his
virgin arsehole. He clenched his buttocks, raging
futilely into the rubber ball that reduced his words of
protest to grunts and groans. Still the smooth object
pressed in. Tony screamed in pain as the thing entered
him, stretching him in a way he'd never experienced
before.

"Mmmaaaaarrrgh!"

He couldn't expel the invader and slowly it filled him.
Finally, after an eternity of pain, the object tapered
and Tony felt his arsehole close around the 'neck' of the
cursed thing. He panted and drooled as the waves of agony
slowly ebbed. At the same time he was aware of a feeling
unlike any he'd had before. The object was prodding
against a part of his innards in a way that was not
uncomfortable and in fact was curiously stimulating.

Tony could feel Jay's fingers at his butt and knew he was
fiddling with the thing that was now embedded in his
guts. Suddenly there was a puffing noise and Tony felt
the object expand within him little-by-little.

"Mmmnnoooo!" He cried as his bowels started to fill while
the thing inside him inflated in mind-blowing increments.
Soon he was furiously uncomfortable and felt as he had
when he was trying to hold his bowels earlier. He tried
to shout for Jay to stop what he was doing - that he was
too full and it was too much - but still the pressure
increased to the point where Tony thought he might pass
out.

Finally the 'balloon' inside him ceased its inflations.
Tony was desperate to shit it out but it was too large to
expel. Jay reached down and flicked a tiny switch on the
butt plug and Tony shuddered as he felt vibrations start
deep within him - all located at the spot he had noticed
before that seemed to respond to the stimulation with
pleasure.

Jay then pulled the hotpants back up, noting happily that
the shank of the butt plug was clearly visible, contoured
by the stretchy pink fabric. Anyone looking at Tony's hot
butt would immediately see that he had some form of sex
toy inserted up there. They'd also be alerted to this by
the gentle buzzing that the plug gave off as it worked
away at Tony's prostate - hopefully driving him crazy
with a desire for further release.

Finally Jay bent down and bodily picked Tony up and
carried him in a fireman's lift back to the gymnasium.
Slung over Jay's shoulder Tony could do nothing but groan
into the gag. His innards felt heavy and full to the brim
as they had earlier. This time however there was no
relief to be had for he couldn't get the source of his
discomfort out. Added to this was the insistent prodding
inside him that he was finding increasingly impossible to
ignore. Tony's mind was torn between the anguish of his
new 'load' and feeling more and more turned on by the
rhythmic thudding against his 'sweet spot'.

Jay dumped Tony on the gym floor and set to work with
some rope. Soon the groaning boy was trussed up with his
hands tied up high and tight behind his back. Tony could
feel some life returning to his weakened limbs but it was
too little too late. He tested his bonds but couldn't get
free.

Jay took a sign - similar to the ones worn by marathon
runners to let people know their number in the race -
and, before Tony could see what it said, tied it onto the
muscular lad's chest. He then hauled Tony to his feet
and, gingerly, stepped away to see if his charge could
stand unaided. Tony's legs felt uncoordinated but he was
able to stand. He immediately had to shift to a slightly
squatting position to alleviate the pressure inside him.
Jay was very pleased with his handiwork - squatting like
this made Tony's butt and the buzzing toy even more
apparent.

Finally Jay took a length of dog chain and attached it to
the collar that Tony still sported. He then tugged on the
lead and started to drag the shuffling, moaning boy
towards the door leading out of the gym and onto campus.
When they reached the door Jay dragged Tony through it
and then stopped - appearing to remember something. To
Tony's complete horror Jay reached down and twisted a
small valve in the tubing that emerged from Tony's
stuffed trunks. Immediately Tony could see that amber
piss was flowing down the tube and into the bag strapped
to his leg. The bag was transparent so anyone looking at
him would be able to see it too as he filled the bag
helplessly with his hot piss.

Driven nearly mad by the conflicting sensations of his
overstuffed arse and the sensuous workings of the
vibrations - Tony was dragged; bandy-legged, squatting,
groaning, sweating and pissing through the campus towards
the frathouse where his previous assailants were no doubt
waiting for him. Students passed the duo and laughed out
loud when they saw Tony's predicament. Tony was flushed
with humiliation. Some gay guys were invited to openly
check out Tony's bulging crotch and there was absolutely
nothing he could do to avoid their comments or squeezes.
Other students exclaimed in gleeful disgust as they took
in the ballooning drainage bag or the head of the butt
plug sticking out of his arse and buzzing chirpily. One
student prodded the butt plug - causing Tony to shriek in
a mixture of agony and ecstasy and almost immediately
Tony felt a reaction to the insistent massage inside him
and knew he was getting hard. Publicly.

With a massive boner the hotpants were stretched to
capacity and the muscular jock had no way of disguising
his dilemma - people seemed to find his engorged dick
hilarious. A gay guy stepped up and openly fondled Tony's
throbbing prick causing him to gasp out in unwanted
pleasure.

Throughout this ordeal Tony, sweating and cramping, tried
to appeal for help. On the way to the frathouse Jay and
he passed at least thirty people but no one would help
him. They could surely see by his face and tell from his
grunts that he was in trouble and that this was something
happening to him against his will. Still no one came to
his aid and many took one look at what was written on the
banner tied to his chest and became more involved in
tormenting him. If only he could find someone he knew -
they would surely help him or raise the alarm to save him
from this shameful exposure.

Practically naked, piss draining from a clearly massive
erection into a very obvious bag on his leg, his butt and
the hated plug on clear display from his bowlegged
squatting position; Tony was inexorably dragged by Jay to
the frathouse of the boys who had such fun with him
earlier. Mounting the steps was hell for Tony as each
high step meant the hotpants were pulled tight, pushing
the plug deeper into him and drawing out a steady stream
of moans of lust that he just could not stifle.

At the top of the steps Jay pressed the doorbell and
Tony, realising that this was his last chance, screamed
long and loud for someone, anyone to help him. Spit
bubbled and veins stood out on his neck as he shouted
pointlessly into the solid rubber ball. The door opened.
Sweaty and red with exertion and with tears streaming
down his face Tony was pulled inside to meet his fate
with a group of lads from whom he'd have no mercy.