Date: Fri, 30 May 2008 23:56:45 +0000
From: indigosub@hotmail.com
Subject: Tony's Punishment part 6

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 nearly always
another part of the story on the way :) - big thanks for
the suggestions I've had so far - they've really helped
(and it's nice to hear from people as warped as me )

Chapter 6

When Tony awoke he quickly realised he was lying flat on
a bed somewhere. He could feel that he no longer had
either the vile plug or the catheter in him but he was
also aware that he couldn't move.  He opened his eyes and
yawned. His jaw ached from the gag but he was relieved to
be able to breathe through his mouth. Still however he
was aware of his lack of freedom of movement and, lifting
his head with some difficulty, he looked down at his
muscular body.

Tony freaked out.

The young jock had never heard the word 'sleepsack' but
this is what he was now sporting. All Tony could see was
that he was wearing a 'tube' made of shiny black rubber
that covered him completely from the neck down with no
provision for arms or legs. The rubber tube was skin
tight and he couldn't move any of his limbs as he lay
there panicking and sweating. The smell of stale urine
invaded his flaring nostrils - fermented further by the
heat from his trapped body.

Tony groaned in misery as he noticed that his bruised
dick and nutsack were sticking out of a hole in the
featureless tube and lolling exposed. He tried to wriggle
but his arms were firmly pinioned to his sides and the
rubber seemed very heavy duty so he couldn't even bend
his knees or hips to try and roll over.

He was on a double bed in a messy bedroom and he figured
he was still in the frathouse where had so recently
shamed himself in front of so many laughing boys. He knew
that there was more humiliation to come but try as he
might he couldn't move an inch to get free. If the Coach
knew what Jay had done to him he felt certain that the
man would help him - however the bedside phone was
tantalisingly out of reach of the sweating lad. The
stench of piss was becoming overwhelming.

The door opened and Jay and one of the frat boys walked
in. Seeing their captive was awake, Jay smiled and threw
himself onto the bed next to Tony's inert form.

"Hey stud - have a good nap? That was some show you put
on for us downstairs"

While he was talking Jay was running his hand up and down
the slick rubber on Tony's chest and belly, stopping just
short of his exposed and flaccid dick and sagging balls.
Tony shuddered in revulsion under Jay's ministrations but
he was helpless to move. Then the other guy from the frat
house got onto the bed on the other side of Tony from
Jay. He was effectively flanked by these two men and he
felt uncomfortable with their proximity, given his
inability to move a muscle and his unprotected (and
highly visible) cock.

"Please Jay; you've had your fun. You've gotta let me go
man"

Tony became distracted by the unknown lad starting rub
his burly, confined thighs. The immobile jock could feel
both men's rhythmical massage through the thick rubber as
they moved in tandem to stroke him from his knees to just
below his ballsack and from his tits to just above his
dick. He strained against the tight confines of the
sleepsack but, beyond adding to the heat that was
drenching him in sweat and releasing the stinking aroma
of urine, Tony could achieve no movement whatsoever and
certainly couldn't begin to get away from the caresses
that circled ever closer to his naked manhood.

"Please - don't touch me like that - I'm not like you..."

"Almost no pills this time buddy. No Viagra at any rate
(although there is a nasty surprise on the way for you).
If we make you come now it's because you want it." Jay
grinned evilly as his hand moved further down and took
hold, gently, of Tony's cock.

"Wait! Get your fucking hands off me!" Tony tried to buck
against the bed but couldn't manage to pull free of his
tormentor's tightening grip. He was vaguely aware of the
sheets under him dampening at the collar of the suit as
his sweat escaped through the only available exit. His
whole body felt like it was baking and his face was red -
perspiration dripping into his eyes and matting his hair.
His primary concentration however was on Jay's hand as it
slowly began to rub his soft but sizeable tool. The
stranger reached out and grabbed Tony's helpless balls,
gripping them enough to draw a groan from the trembling
wrestler.

"Uuunnnghh! - Please... I'm a man!...."

The stranger laughed out loud at this exclamation and
gave a tug to Tony's balls that, combined with the
attention Jay was lavishing on his dick, made the
powerless lad's member jolt slightly.

Jay's slow but firm jerking of his dick was having an
effect and the drenched athlete felt his cock respond in
spite of his every effort to ignore the stimulation. Tony
was aware that he was panting but the combination of the
pressure and heat of the suit and the relentless fondling
of his most private areas were working against him to
take his breath away.

"Please - you can't... oh... do this to me again! I'm
sore... oh...! I can't...!"

Until today no man had ever touched Tony's cock and he
knew himself to be a straight-A heterosexual. He simply
couldn't believe that his body was responding to these
men in this way even as his big dick stiffened painfully.
These were faggots - guys he would beat up if they even
looked at him wrong and here he was trapped and hard and
completely at their mercy.

Tony strained hard, with all his might, against the
confines of the sleepsack but all he succeeded in doing
was emitting loud and violent gas. His captors cackled
merrily at this new embarrassment. The restriction of the
suit meant that Tony's unfortunate wind had come out
sounding like a mega-raspberry; reverberating against the
rubber and drawing peals of laughter from Jay even as he
concentrated on bringing his charge up to full mast.

Tony, even as he farted, realised how weak his sphincter
muscles were after his recent punishments. Even this
thought however did not stop his sore dick from
responding to what the boys were doing to him. The pillow
under his head was now drenched in his acrid, piss
scented, sweat and looking down he could see every vein
in his abused manhood standing out as it throbbed under
the influence of Jay's grip.

The stranger let go of Tony's balls and fished in the
back pocket of his jeans. He produced a bootlace and,
nodding at Jay, looped the lace around the base of Tony's
priapic dick and balls and tied it off. Tightly.

Both men then stood back and observed their sweaty,
rubber-clad victim as his exposed dick throbbed
helplessly - his distended prick unable to relax due to
the tightness of the improvised cockring. Tony felt even
more unprotected than before - at least before someone
was doing this to him. Now his dick was jerking and
pulsing while they stood back and watched him.
Additionally, at the back of his consciousness, Tony was
becoming aware of the need to release gas again.

He bit his lip, tasting sweat, as he felt his rectum
distend and his distended arsehole let rip another loud
explosion. This was met with mirth by the two lads and
embarrassed the jock enormously. However Tony was more
concerned because, as he farted long and loud, he
detected wetness between his tightly confined buttocks
and realised he'd followed through a little. Even as he
realised this fact he felt his bowels begin to bloat
afresh and knew that Jay had administered more of the
drug he'd used earlier to humiliate the hapless wrestler.
This time however he wasn't gagged and immediately
pleaded for help from the stranger.

"Please! I need the bathroom!"

"That's not all you seem to need" said the stranger, his
hand gently brushing Tony's beating dick and making him
moan involuntarily.

"He's given me something! You've got to help me! He's
made me shit myself before..."

The stranger laughed and then bent close to the sweating
lad's face.

"I'm taking Chemistry major - where do you think Jay got
the pills from"

"Oh god no!..."

The shock of this announcement caused Tony to lose
control and fart heavily into his rubber prison. His
dripping features were distorted by the revulsion he
experienced as he soiled himself a little more, wetly, in
front of these fags even as his battered cock twitched,
desperate for a release he couldn't believe he needed.

Jay turned to his colleague.

"I think we need to share this moment with the others
don't you? It seems rude to keep him to ourselves" He
smiled sadistically and, as one, the two men bent and
lifted Tony's unresisting, unbending form as easily as
carrying a plank of wood.

"Let's take him downstairs for some entertainment for the
troops"

"Please - no more, uhhhhn..."

Tony farted again as the two lads carried him
unceremoniously out of the room - his hard on waving like
a reddened flag even as his butt let out yet another
loud, moist, and squishy eruption.

"Not again! Pleeeeease! Uhhhhn...!