FabGuys.com forum: A story of submission. Pt2

By *ightDilf OP Man
8 weeks ago

Ryde

The journey continues. So there I was. Unsuitably dressed, caged cock, no phone and surrounded by a group of much younger people taking the piss. And knowing my master had set this up. What was to happen.

I was pulled from my seat and taken to the tabled area where 4 young women were telling the young men what to do.

They got 2 to hold an arm each while a third wrapped his big hands around my face. They were talking about me but not to me - as if I didn't matter. One of the women wanted to see the cage so a 4th guy leaned in and pulled my shorts down.

Oh boy did they giggle. Pointing out how small I was and discussing if I waxed or shaved. One of them leaned in and lifted the cage and tugged my balls down. Another got her to keep the cage held up and proceeded to say my poor dangling sack before delivering quite an impressive upper cut to them. I nearly fell over as my knees went weak but I was being help up tight.

Soon bored of abusing my sack they decided they wanted to see me get spit roast by 2 of the guys. Just like the ones in the van they were quick and uncaring in how they took me - while the girls watched giggling and filming. "Do the Eifel Tower" one cried and the guys obliging high fived over my back.

My cock wanted to burst the cage but the steel held firm and my arousal turned to a frustrating ache. I so wanted to cum, but it wasn't going to happen while locked away. All that could happen was sticky pre cum dripping from me.

After the first 2 filled me with their cum a second pair took over giving me no chance to recover. The third pair put me on my knees and took turns in my mouth. I wasn't allowed to swallow the first load until the second load was delivered, and even then the girls wanted to see it swirling in my mouth. 2 of them added their spit to the mix before I was permitted to swallow.

One they were finished I was allowed to pull my shorts back up and return to my corner seat. I could hear them talking about me for the rest of the journey and heard how the pictures were trending on line. I felt humiliated and also a little elated at the same time.

I couldn't wait to find out what the next part of my journey would be.

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By *ightDilf OP Man
7 weeks ago

Ryde

Not sure if this will be read... but going to add some more...

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By *ightDilf OP Man
7 weeks ago

Ryde

One of the lads came over as we approached the station. He demanded I hand over the flip flops and virtually ripped them off my feet. I was going to have to barefoot. Great.

I felt quite embarrassed walking across the damp platform and out into the carpet with bare feet. It not very British.

So what next? As I was wondering I was approached by a guy carrying a soft bag. He didn't say anything. He just curled a finger at me, beckoning me on. I followed and got into the back of the car he indicated. He pushed me to the middle and then grabbed my left wrist and quickly strapped it to the headrest on the right. Then he grabbed the right wrist and secured it to the left headrest. Then the bag went over my head.

After that I expected to be abused some more but it didn't happen. He jumped in the front and drove off. Fortunately I'd never suffered mention sickness.

After a while we stopped and the back doors opened. My wrists were released but the bag stayed on. I was walked across some tarmac and onto wood, down a slope and then stopped.

I felt some tugging on my top and then it was torn off me. My shorts were pulled down again. I could feel the cold rain on my body and the breeze further chilling my skin. Exposed outside and no idea who could see me.

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By *uy thats BiMan
6 weeks ago

Widnes

This is great. More please

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By *erryBramleyTV/TS
6 weeks ago

Love this xxx

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By *ightDilf OP Man
6 weeks ago

Ryde

I was pulled along and nearly stumbled on my shorts. I felt strong rough hands lifting my ankles and the shorts were soon gone too, and I was carried somewhere.

I could hear feet on wood and then it seemed I was carried down some very steep steep stairs. I could hear echos off the walls as I was manhandled onto my back and laid on something soft that supported my upper back. I felt straps going onto my ankles and wrists and then felt them pulled up and away leaving me hanging - I was now in a sling and open for use.

The hood way removed and before my eyes could adjust a pair of swimming goggles with the lenses stuffed with paper were put on me.

I could feel adjustments being made to my height and angle. My head wasn't supported and I let it droop realising it was done so my mouth was available.

My left ear was yanked and something was shoved in leaving me unable to hear on that side. Before the right ear was treated in the same way a harsh accented voice whispered into my ear. "It's a weeks sail to masters country. There's a crew of 12. You're our entertainment."

With that my ear was blocked off and I was left to feel rough calloused hands rubbing over my body.

I knew what was comming but couldn't imagine how I'd cope with 12 guys over a week.

I couldn't hear anything or see anything so the first stream of urine hitting me was a surprise. It was hot and had a slight coffee aroma to it and boy could this guy piss. More streams joined and I was thoroughly soaked.

Then the fucking started. At both ends. Never ending cock, or so it felt. I could only get brief periods of rest and sleep was difficult but exhaustion helped me.

I was only taken down to be fed some kind of gruel and drink water. Twice a day. My toilet needs had to done hanging in my sling.

It was exhausting and I was sore all over. And God was I ready to cum but the cage kept me from being relieved or relieving myself.

This was something from my wildest dreams that I'd never thought would happen and yet here I was. Fuck meat used and abused for others pleasure and no way to prevent it.

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By *erryBramleyTV/TS
6 weeks ago

Amazing xxxx

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By *ightDilf OP Man
6 weeks ago

Ryde

Eventually the boat trip had to come to an end. We must have gone southward because I wasn't chilly any more. In fact wearing nothing but a cage waas now very comfortable. Or it would have been comfortabe if I wasn't so desperate for relief.

I was take on deck and shown the shore. A good but achievable swim away - which was fortunate as I wasn't offered any other choice. Swim to the shore, climb a cliff and find my next instruction.

The swim was amazing and I could feel the sweat and other fluids being washed away. The salt stung my poor abused hole and relly let me know where the sores from my confinement were.

I really didn't register my vulnerability until I was ashore, on the beach, naked and nothing to put on. This wasn't ideal.

I stayed on the beach for a while, taking the opportunity to scrub myself with handfulls of sand and rinse in the warm sea. The ultimate exfoliation.

Scrambling up the cliff was not as hard as I thought it would be. The chalky surface held plenty of of hand and foot holds - and being barefoot allowed me to know for sure when I was secure. My muscles were burning by the time I got to the top.

At the top I peaked over the endge, mindful of my nudity. I could see a road and some bushes. I hid myself in the bushes just in time to avoid a passing coach. I'm not shy but getting arrested for public nudity wasn't part of the game plan I was sure.

Across the road was a path going into the woods. Having no better plan I decided to chance it and dashed across the road while I couldn't hear anything comming and slipped into the woods.

This was a good call as I found a sign nailed to a tree. It had my name on it and an arrow. I took a guess that I was to follow the arrow and sure enough after a walking along a dirt path for a while I found another sign. Then another and another.

Pt 3 - "journeys end" will be in a new thread.

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