Date: Thu, 13 May 2021 19:39:14 +0000 (UTC)
From: ropingtop@aol.com
Subject: Repairman submission - installment 9

Folks, a lot is gonna happen in this chapter, so sit back.  We may very
well be finishing up.  Let's see how folks respond.

"Hey Cam, good to hear from you."  Ben picked up the phone and checked to
make sure that hank was firmly positioned on the dildo.  He was, and his
wrists were secured behind his back, a big piece of duct tape over his
mouth, and the tiniest, meanest nipple clamps he had in his toy chest
were attached to hank's tits.  He couldn't push him that hard.  They had
a date, and he was gonna push him hard there.

"Just checking in, wonder if I'll get to see you boys at the club
tonight?"

"Yeah, we might have, but we have a date.  Ya never know where you're
gonna meet people.  Remember when I bought studboy all those clothes?
Well, it turns out that our salesman is a really serious Dom. He figured
us out, and took an interest in hanky panky here."  Ben laughed.
"No, you have competition for a night.  He's got a full dungeon.  Lotsa
stuff I don't have and..."  the thing that sealed the deal:  it's boy's
night to get shaved and, well, Hal agreed to teach me how to do it with
hot wax.'
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPH."  hank's protest was so loud that
Cam heard it and laughed.
"I hope you're gonna let him know that response was not acceptable."
"Damn right I will.  No time to set up the walnut fucker, but a little
ball hitachi may do the trick.  Or extending the cage another day. Or
both.  "
"Guy's name is Hal?"  Cam asked.
"Yeah.  He works at that big department store.  Had a sub for years:  a
straight guy no less, who got transferred to another state for work.
He's been, "lonely" for a while.
"Well... "  Cam laughed.  "Guess my invite was lost in the mail."
"Ha ha.  Don't worry.  If we work out, I'll be inviting you over. "
"Where is he?  Is he local?"
"It's about a half hour drive.  Let me see..."  He gave Cam the address.
"Promise me you're not gonna show up."
"I promise.  No worries.  Remember, you promised I could be there when
you give hank his piercing. "
Ben laughed.  "He doesn't even know about that yet."  He walked over and
twisted the clamp on hank's right nipple.
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMPH."
"Anyhow, I want to get the boy ready.  I'll let you know how it goes.
You take care."

After he got off the phone, Cam began to think.  He had never heard of a
guy named Hal before, and he knew just about all the really serious Doms
in the area.  He checked his watch. Store would be opened for a little
while longer.  He called their information number.
"Hi.  I used a salesman there in the past.  He took such good care of me,
I wanted to see if I could order more shirts from him by giving him an
order over the phone?"
"Certainly Sir.  And what would that salesman's name be."
"Well, he didn't give me his last name, but he told me to call him Hal."
The secretary on the other end of the line laughed.  "Oh, you mean
Melvin.  He hates that name.   That's why he uses Hal. "
"Oh, OF COURSE.  I'm sorry.  May I speak to him?"
"Unfortunately not today Sir.  From what I can tell, he took a day off.
But he'll be back tomorrow.  If you leave information, I'll make sure he
gets it. "
"Oh, no problem.  I'll call again tomorrow.  But thank you.  You've been
very helpful."

After he got off the phone, Cam began thinking again.  "Melvin... Mel...
THAT name sounded familiar.  And with a straight sub."  He began doing
some research, and emailing some of his buds.
Information came back.  "STAY AWAY FROM HIM.  "  Hasn't been the same
since brad moved. " "I think he's nuts.  There is no safe word. "
"Fire.  He doesn't care if he burns his sub severely.  Should be in
jail."
"FUCK."  Cam thought.  "Ben and hank are walking into this.  SHIT."

Ben and hank weren't WALKING into it, but they WERE driving into it.  Ben
made sure that hank was very well bound, in the back seat of his car,
gagged with an extra strip of tape.
"Can't believe you've never had a wax depil, stud muffin.  Shame on Cam.
Well.... I said just your chest, but, who knows.  Maybe we'll do your
pubes too.
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPH."  the sound was a mix of a scream and pleading.
Ben just laughed.  He had worn full leather for the night, and put hank
in a harness as well as very short leather shorts.  He had tied his
ankles together, and he planned to just haul him into the house over his
shoulder.  The ground rules he had established with Hal were clear:  Hal
could have as much of hank's mouth as he wanted, and he could torture
hank's tits too.  He could do the wax job, but he could NOT do anything
with hank's ass.

While they were driving, Hal was preparing the dungeon.  He made sure
that there were plenty of candles, and that the bondage tables were
clean.  Ben had asked if he had a small round stool:  he had seen a video
where someone had bent his boy over a kitchen stool, exposing his ass for
spanking, fucking, whatever he wanted.  That was what he had in mind for
hank before the wax job.   Ben had one of those.  And in his pocket, was
a small brown bottle of chloroform - hard fought for - and a cloth.  hank
wasn't leaving that dungeon that night, and neither was Ben.

"HEY.  OPEN THE DOOR.  THIS SUB IS HEAVY."  Ben was ringing the doorbell,
with hank over his shoulder.  hank was a solid man, so it was a
challenge.
"So good to see you."  Hal opened the door, dressed in his own leather.
"NICE. " Ben smiled with approval.  "Let's get downstairs.  No time like
the present."   He led them down a staircase to what was the best
equipped private dungeon Ben had ever seen.
"WOW.   This is all sorts of awesome.  How long did it take you to build
it?"
"Less time than you might think.  It was pretty primitive before brad,
and as we got more involved, I added things.  See the fucking machine?"
He pointed to what looked like a very elaborate walnut fucker.  "And
humblers in different sizes, a wall of clamps."  He grinned.  "And my
work tray.  Depending on the scene, I fill it with other things." He
pointed to a rolling laboratory tray, stacked with candles, dry ice, all
sorts of stuff.
"So, tell you what.  Can we start with the stool fucking?  You take one
end, I take the rear."
Hal smiled.  "Haven't had a good blowjob in a while. "
"Get over here, boy."  Ben untied hank's ankles, and dragged him over to
the stool.  "Get your belly on the seat.  BEND."
"mmmmmmmmmmmmph."  hank knew what was happening.  He also knew he had no
choice.
Ben tied hank's ankle to the stool, while Hal took care of his wrists.
Hal seemed to take a fiendish kind of glee in tying his wrists
exceptionally tight  He laughed.  "Oh, if you're complaining now, sub,
you just wait."  Ben started slipping hank's leather shorts down.  He had
nothing on underneath him, and his ass was completely exposed.  Hal came
over to take a look.
"FUCK.  That is ONE beautiful ass.  Well used?"
"At least once a day.  RIGHT BOY?"  Ben grabbed hank's hair and pulled
his head up.
"mmmmmmmmmmmmmph."  he tried to shake his head yes.
"Take turns?"
"You bet?"  Ben said to Hal. hank didn't know what that meant, until he
felt the first WHACK.  Ben had spanked him before, but never this hard.
This paddle wasn't wood, it was... metal.  And it hurt.
"nmnagangagngnggnggg"  hank could tell who was doing the spanking,
because Hal was positively vicious. Ben saw the look on Hal's face.  He
thought about telling him to ease up, but...
hank couldn't take it anymore.  He broke, and began to cry.
"AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW.   Baby stud is hurting.  Know what that means?  Means
it's time to take the tape off his lips."
Ben came around and ripped it off. "Know what you're gonna do stud?
You're gonna give Hal the best fucking blow job he has ever had, AFTER I
get my cock in your ass. I don't want  your teeth assaulting him."
"yes sir.  hank panted out.  I'll do my best."  He felt Ben's cockhead
against his burning cheeks, and then he felt Ben's cock slipping in.
"I'm in Hal.  You take his mouth now.
"ha ha.  A true spit roast.  With a TRUE pig." hank knew if he didn't do
a good job, he was going to be in big trouble, so he used every technique
he had learned.  He recalled how Cam had been very demanding about the
quality of his blow jobs, and he tried to tap into what he remembered
from then.  He thought about how he thought, when Cam was dominating him,
it couldn't get any more severe.  How wrong he had been."
"NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGG"  he moaned while he was blowing Hal.  Ben was
pounding him HARD.  That made it difficult to make sure that his teeth
didn't touch Hal's cock.
"OH, you trained this boy well, Ben."  He grabbed hank's hair and pulled
his head forward.  "ALL OF IT SUB BOY.  ALL OF IT." Ben looked up.  Hal
was talking as if hank were HIS sub.  Maybe that was just his manner.
"I don't think I wanna shoot yet Hal.  Do you?"
"Nah.   Gonna save it for later.  More spanking?"
"Hmmm.  Not a bad idea. " He grabbed hank's hair.
"Listen up bitch.  If you don't say thank you after each whack, we're
adding two more.  "
"yes sir.  Thank you sir."  The spanking resumed.  After he had helped
with ten whacks, Hal wandered off to make sure the equipment was ready.
"I can start lighting the candles if you're ready for a little... hair
removal."
hank knew better than to beg for them not to do it, but  he really ,
really didn't want it.  He was already too weak to resist when they cut
the bonds from the stool, and when they brought him over to a
reconfigured pool table, set up with four restraints at the corners.
They were locked onto him quickly, and Ben pulled out the cage lock.
"Still wondering Hal... do his pubes too?"
"Why would you not?  One stop shopping.  This is his first?"
"It is."
"Then we gotta gag him.  Never know who's gonna be driving by.  Take your
pick."  He pointed to a wall covered with different types of gags, and
while Ben was checking, he began pouring chloroform into a cloth.
"Hey, I smell something weird.  What was?"  Ben was returning with a
large, black, penis gag.
"Oh, I took the liberty of opening a bottle of poppers.  Good quality
too.  Just in case we need to extend his "member."
"GREAT IDEA.  He's never had poppers from me either."  Ben took the gag
and tied it tightly on hank's mouth.  hank saw the large, white candle,
in Hal's hand.
"Now , let me show you with JUST a little bit of it.  You're gonna do the
rest.  Chest first.
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPH."  hank couldn't help himself:  he shook his
head no, which just made Hal laugh. He inverted a candle just a bit, and
poured a few drops right on hank's left pec.
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPH.
MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPH.  "  The yells were punctuated with
little sobs.
"Ok, stud.  You pour the rest.  All over his chest.  Anywhere you want
hair to be removed because... when we whip the cold wax off, the hair
will come along." He grinned.  "And we'll help it if it doesn't."
hank looked at Ben pleadingly.  It only seemed to get  Ben more excited.
"THIS.  is so fucking hot, sub boi."  He began pouring candles.  As hank
tried desperately to scream, his chest was coated with melted wax.
 Ben put down the last candle, and turned to where he had last seen
Hal.
"I think I'm done.  "MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPH."  Hal had slipped behind
him.  He covered Ben's mouth with the chloroform soaked rag.  He
struggled, but Hal was strong.  He heard him whisper.
"Neither one of  you is gonna leave here. Why have one sub when you can
have two?"
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When  Ben woke up, he had a splitting headache, and he couldn't move his
arms.  He felt cold. He felt cold because he was buck naked, gagged, and
spread out, next to hank on a second platform.
"NNNNNNNNNNNNGSBSRRRRRRRRD"  he spat at Hal, who just laughed at him.
"Never trust a free gift ben, never."  ben cringed as he felt Hal's cold
fingers touch his chest.
"You're pretty hairy yourself.  You could probably use a bit of this
yourself."
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPH."  ben screamed as hot was splashed all over
him.
"And you've got a hairy cock too.  A big one.  But firsties go to hank.
I found the key."  He walked over and unlocked hank's cage.  hank wasn't
yelling, he was sobbing, as Hal picked up his cock, and holding it
tightly, poured wax over it.  hank may have passed out a little, because
he didn't remember Hal walking over to ben, and starting to pour it over
HIS cock.
"GOD I'm getting SO hard.  If your ass is as hot as your mouth hank, I'm
gonna be a very happy person.  Let's let ben's wax harden real good,
before we denude you both. "
Hal stood in front of hank and dropped his pants.  hank hadn't been
fucked by anyone but ben since this started, and he wasn't ready for
Hal's assault.  Hal was thicker, but shorter than ben.  The sensation was
very different.  ben was torn between not wanting to see anything, and
wanting to see everything, as his sub was taken by another man.  He
fought the restraints.  He got nowhere.
"Please let him shoot in hank.  I don't wanna lose my ass."  It didn't
seem that was gonna be an issue as Hal began pumping, faster and harder.
ben was familiar with the sound of hank's moans when he was being
fucked.  Listening to them was making him harder, and harder.  As Hal was
fucking hank, ben had a spontaneous orgasm, notwithstanding the wax.

"Ho ho.  You're gonna regret that sub ben.  After I finish doing sub
hank."  He took one last thrust, and buried his seed into hank.
"Now... let's get this shit off of you.  "  Hal took out a small whip and
began to crack the wax on hank's chest.
"That didn't hurt much did it? " hank shook his head no, and then he saw
the leer on Hal's face.
"The next part.. will."  He applied the whip to hank's cock, and this
time, hank knew he DID pass out.

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The scene in the basement dungeon was so intense that no one heard Cam
come in through the side window on the main floor.  After he had gotten
the feedback from other Doms, he got very, VERY worried.  The fact that
"Hal"  was using a fake name got him even more concerned than the reports
about abuse and fire and burning, etc.  Once he had the name, however, he
learned that "Hal" assumed that his fake name was enough to throw
everyone off:  his information as Melvin, was all out in the open, and it
wasn't hard for Cam to track him down.  Now, inside the house, he had the
Tazer he had bought on the street a few months ago.  He hoped it still
worked because, given the sounds he was hearing, he figured he would need
it.  He recognized hank's moans, but the second set?  Were those... BEN?
"
Cam took his shoes off so that he would make as little noise as possible
and went down the stairs.  He saw what was happening:  he saw the wax all
over both hank and ben, and he saw Hal's movement with the whip.  No
question:  the look of the whip on hank's cock was giving him ideas, but
not here.  Not here, and not now.

"KNOCK IT OFF MELVIN."   he yelled.
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPH" came from both platforms as hank and ben both
saw Cam come down the stairs.  Melvin?  Who was Melvin?  They saw Hal
turn around and they heard his oily voice.
"CAM.   I should have planned for you getting involved in this.  I have
your little bitch, don't I?  And the man who took the bitch from you.
Couldn't take it could you?  Hahahahahahahahahaha."
"MELVIN.  I'm warning you.  You wanna make them your bitches? Your subs?
Feel free.  But DO NOT hurt hank for the sake of hurting him."
ben heard the words.  He had been specific about hank.  "FUCK.  He
should've let Cam have hank's ass."
"I'll do what I want Cam.  You never had ben, and you let hank go.
Now... THEY'RE MINE."
That's when Cam picked up the tazer.  "please work. please work. please
work," and he pulled the trigger.  It worked.  The first one stopped
Hal/Melvin in his tracks.  The second one put him on the floor, shaking
uncontrollably.  He lost control of all of his muscles, and a wet spot
formed around him.  Cam didn't know how much time he had, so he hurried
over to where hank was tied down.

"I could leave you here.  I could leave you here, just the way things
are.  And I will, if that's what you want.  Or... you can come with me.
You were my sub before, and you've had some good sub training.  You'll be
my sub again.  It's up to you.  What do you want?"  He took the gag out
of hank's mouth.
"Take me with you Sir Cam.  Please .  Get me the fuck away from these
guys. "
"It ain't gonna be easy hank.  You think ben was rough on you?  You
wait... " He smiled.  "Another chance.  Me, or Mel?"
"You Sir.  Please   Get me away from here.  Finish the job. Get this wax
shit off me.  I'll be your sub.  Just like before only better."   Cam
smiled.

When Hal got control of his body and stood up again, he saw the empty
palette where hank had been.  And he saw where ben was tied down, trying
desperately to get free.  He smiled .
"Well, well, well.  It isn't what I wanted, but I can concentrate my
efforts on ONE sub."  His grin was like a poisonous snake.
While Hal was locking ben into his own chastity belt, hank was tied down
to Cam's bed.  Cam had pulled all the wax off of his body, leaving hank
totally smooth.
"DAMN.  It's been WAY  too long since I had that hot ass."  hank moaned.
This would be the third time he had been fucked tonight.  He was sore.
He bit his lip and got ready to take Cam's dick.

Folks, next time around, we're gonna end this tale.  hank and Cam will
show up in some other stories, but this one has a single chapter left.
Hope you stick around for when I - pardon the pun - "tie" all the loose
ends together.