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Subject: {ASSM} STORY Cabin Fever 7.E (m/m b and d)
Date: Tue, 11 Apr 2000 06:10:07 -0400
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Cabin Fever (7.E)
(NOTE:...the unedited transcript below is from a recently completed
cyber/roleplay scene ...other than fixing some (not all) typos it reads exactly
as it has been improvised online via an AOL IM...it is being submitted for your
possible entertainment...we assume you are over 18 and wish to read a story
containing sexual content...)
PART THIRTYFOUR...FINALE
The bright lights from the ceiling jolt you and stevie awake, rending
apart the comfort you derived from stevie's caring embrace. chuck stands at
the cell door yelling for you two to get up... that it's time to get you ready
for your journey...
chuck quickly cuffs stevie to the cell bars...then a spreader bar is
attached to your ankles...your hands are still restrained behind from when
chuck had earlier left you... you are then dragged to the showers at one end of
the sub-basement. Your feeble arms are uncuffed for a split second...only long
enough for chuck to restrain them in front of you and then raise your hands
over your head to the fixtures, followed by your spreader bar being securely
locked onto a ring mounted to the floor. chuck is grimly quiet, saying very
little before he leaves and returns a moment later with stevie... his hands
cuffed in front of him and his ankles chained to a spreader bar like yours. He
forces stevie to give you another enema as he supervises your humiliation from
the sidelines... he then has stevie shower you... shave your chest... belly...
pubes... hair washed and styled, combed... your pleading eyes have no effect on
chuck's cold demeanor... you are like an animal being groomed for some bizarre
presentation at some show... you look on, but remain quiet... defeated...
Finally with your grooming complete, stevie squeezes your hand in some
slight gesture of unspoken concern... a goodbye... the last you see of him is
as he is taken back to his cage.
when chuck returns your wrists are lowered and chained ... the spreader bar is
abandoned so chuck can lead you... force you to the ladder leading above to the
main floor. He makes you climb up, roughly assisting you in your awkward
ascent. Coming up through the trap door, you notice through the shed window
that the snow has melted somewhat... you start to cry as you realize it will
soon be spring... a spring you will never see...
Parked in the spot of the shed where your car used to be is a van...
chuck leads you to it's rear...the van floor is carpeted... no windows... the
front of the van is partitioned off from the back... you see a strange gruff
looking man leaning against the shed wall holding a gun... watching you...you
are told to get in... chuck helps you as you are commanded to kneel...to keep
your knees spread wide as they are strapped to the floor of the vehicle...the
spreader bar is reattached to your ankles and chained to a ring mounted on the
floor of the van... your hands are uncuffed and locked into chains bolted to
the interior's sides....effectively keeping your hands out and to the
sides...the strange man lights a cigarette as chuck stands back and coldly
admires you there... his hand absent-mindedly roams down your chest... belly...
crotch... a look of near regret etched on his face... like he almost wishes he
didn't have to do this... but... business is business....
you look to chuck for some sign of mercy and get none... the silence is broken
by the stranger warning chuck that he has to get moving before it gets any
later... chuck tells him to wait in the van and to start the engine...there's
one more thing he has to do...
___________________________
Bnd4tormnt: <in tears, i plead one last time> please, Sir....
Uwant2hurt: please what, faggot?... you brought this on yourself...
Bnd4tormnt: please... let me stay with you... let me be your faggot slave,
Sir.... please don't do this....
Uwant2hurt: [chuck goes over to this counter and brings back a leather
strap device... a bottle of baby oil]
Uwant2hurt: you ruined things between me and david... broke up this
operation... and you think i want to help you?
Bnd4tormnt: <tears well in my eyes and flow down my cheek> i'm sorry,
sir... please... i'll be a good slave for you.... just don't.....
Uwant2hurt: [he throws the leather on the floor of the van...you can see
it's a harness... chuck pours some baby oil into his hand]
Uwant2hurt: i almost feel sorry for you, faggot... no one deserves what
kryshack is going to do... but i made a deal with him and someone has to go....
Bnd4tormnt: <the cool air in the garage causes me to shudder slightly...
goose pimples on my flesh... my head hangs in despair as your words sink into
my brain....
Uwant2hurt: [he comes into the van... looks at you... takes your cock and
applies the oil] got this harness to put on you, faggot... has a cock ring on
it... might be tight... i'll need to slick up your dick to get in on...
Bnd4tormnt: <my semi-hard cock starts to jut, hardening as it lengthens in
your oily fist... my hips involuntarily rock forward... moaning slightly>
Uwant2hurt: shame you can't cum for me here... but kryshack wants your
balls full... hope you remembered your last cum... [the ring is pushed onto
your cock and balls... the leather harness is strapped on... your thighs...
waist... the straps go over your shoulders and cinched to the waist straps...
metal rings now highlight your nipples]
Uwant2hurt: you are one hot fucker... you know that, faggot?
Bnd4tormnt: <my balls ache with the long denied load of cum churning in
their sac... my cock now arching to painful stiffness by the cockring>
Uwant2hurt: [chuck takes a pair of tit clamps from his pocket... puts them
on you]
Bnd4tormnt: <i wince as they bite into my protruding nubs... my senses on
fire as i am helpless to stop the manipulation>
Uwant2hurt: [chuck's hand is on your left cheek...it roams down your body
to your chest... belly... barely touching your cock] i guess you're ready,
faggot... but one last thing...[he produces a blindfold... wraps it round your
head, buckling it tight]
Bnd4tormnt: <crying turns to sobbing as i plead in my bonds... my tits
alive with pain... my dick pulsing> no... please, Sir.... don't....
Uwant2hurt: [a ball gag is shoved between your lips and tied off behind
your head] sorry, faggot... i guess this is good bye...
Bnd4tormnt: <plunged into darkness... afraid for my life... my muscles
straining in my chains... biceps flexing> mmmpphhhhhhh!!!!!!
Uwant2hurt: [you hear the stranger yelling to come on... chuck tells him to
pull the van up to the cabin... he needs to get something... the van door is
slammed shut]
Bnd4tormnt: <the roar of the engine starts up... warm air blasts into the
back of the van from the heater... the vehicle lurches forward as i sense the
motion of the van pulling out of the garage>
Uwant2hurt: [the van stops and you wait... shortly, a cold blast of air
tells you that the door has been open... it's chuck again... you can tell
someone has climbed into the van... chuck's hand is on your body]
Bnd4tormnt: <my senses prick up as i wonder what chuck is doing>
Uwant2hurt: got a present for you, faggot... sort of a good bye gift...
[the van door closes again... you hear chuck get into the passenger side and
the vehicle takes off]
Bnd4tormnt: <straining to listen... to see what is in the van with me...
the motion of the van rocks my body as my torso swings in my outstretched
bonds... i flex my my arms, straining and testing the security>
Uwant2hurt: [you feel the gentle touch of a hand on your cock]
Uwant2hurt: you know who this is, faggot... can you guess??
Bnd4tormnt: mmmmpphhhhh!!!!! <it's david... his touch sending a pulsing
shudder through my cock... i moan more desperately into my gag>
mmmmmppppphhhhhh!!!!
Uwant2hurt: [you feel the gag being taken out of your mouth]
Bnd4tormnt: david!!! are you alright???... let me see you... god, are you
ok?
Uwant2hurt: yeah... i'm ok... really... oh shit....i don't know...he..he
sold me you know...he fuckin sold me...i guess i'm being taken to some small
airport around here... i'm history...
Bnd4tormnt: don't say that... please... let me see you... i was so
worried... i wasn't sure what he had done to you... i'm sorry....
Uwant2hurt: [david's hands are all over your body...he sees you now
stripped of all identity...left with nothing to cling to but
fear...desperation...]
Bnd4tormnt: ohh... gaaawwd... you feel so good... <my chained hands strain
to touch you>
Uwant2hurt: oh, shit faggot... we are both so fucked...[the blindfold is
removed] he's got locks on all your bindings, faggot... i can't get you
loose....
Bnd4tormnt: <tears of joy mixed with terror well up as i see you... feel
your touch... our eyes lock in desperate consolation of each other's situation>
Uwant2hurt: [david looks you in the eye... sees the terror...total
emotional chaos... he holds you...]
Bnd4tormnt: <crying> i know... just... hold me... david... god, i've
missed you... i thought you were.... <i can't bring myself to say the word>
Uwant2hurt: [in this vulnerable moment david takes your head and kisses
you... full... passionately...]
Bnd4tormnt: <my tongue receives yours, passionate in my response to your
affection... my naked, leathered body melts into yours>
Uwant2hurt: oh, god... please... please, faggot... i need... i want...just
one time more... please... let me be with you... fuck you...
Bnd4tormnt: <my ass twitches at your request... the hum of the highway
beneath us as i stare into your eyes> i want you to, david... i want you to
make love to me...
Uwant2hurt: [he taps your cheeks... smiles... he kisses down to your
belly... then you feel his mouth take your cock....]
Bnd4tormnt: i'm so scared, david.... ooooohhh... gaaawwwdd.... <my cock on
fire with lust... fear...> fuck me, please.....
Uwant2hurt: please... faggot... try to control your cock... chuck'll kill
me if i make you cum....
Bnd4tormnt: please... please... fuck my ass... use me, david... <my cock
dripping from the love of your mouth... my body arching forward to greet your
tongue...>
Uwant2hurt: you sure, faggot?... you want my cock?...
Bnd4tormnt: yeeess... please..... i've missed you... <really crying now...
wanting one last moment of affection before my death>
Uwant2hurt: [david goes around to your back... undoes the strap from your
harness that went between you legs] lean forward, faggot... stick out that
sweet ass....
Bnd4tormnt: <i push my ass back to feel your cock press against my crack>
hold me, man... please... don't let go... hold me and fuck me, david....
Uwant2hurt: [his hands separate your ass cheeks... exposing your hole...
but then you feel not his cock... but something wet... his tongue...]
Bnd4tormnt: <i try to spread my knees wider to accomodate your
exploration... suddenly my ass on fire as your tongue flicks at my hole...
ooohhhhssshhhhiiiiitttt...
Uwant2hurt: you like that, faggot?..... hmmmmmmmm?....
Bnd4tormnt: yeeeeeeeeeeessssssssss.... <lost in the moment of sudden
pleasure... not wanting it to end... forgetting my impending fate>
Uwant2hurt: you got a sweet ass, faggot.....
Bnd4tormnt: fuck that ass, david... please... fuck your faggot's ass...
please... please..... <grinding my hips back against your groin...>
Uwant2hurt: [his tongue delves deeper into your ass... his hand finds your
dripping cock]
Bnd4tormnt: <my hips thrust forward into your fist... the rocking of the
van providing the rhythm of sweet love making as your tongue explores my anal
ring>
Uwant2hurt: [his tongue is suddenly replaced by his hard cock] i have to
have this ass... i need it so bad...
Bnd4tormnt: OOOOHHHHH gaaaawwwwd... yeeeeessssssssss..... <my body lurches
forward... the tit chains clinks against the metal rings of the chest
harness...> fuck me, Sir... fuck me!!!
Uwant2hurt: [david's cock starts to go in... slowly]
Bnd4tormnt: <your mushroom sliding in my hungry hole... losing myself to
you as i desire to be filled... fucked slowly... sensuously by the man who
started my descent into my all-too-brief faggot existence> FUCK ME, SIR!
Uwant2hurt: you want my cock... don't you, faggot?.....
Bnd4tormnt: yeeeeeeessssssiiiiiiiir!!!!!!!!! please... fuck me... i want
you... want you to fill me... please hold me... fuck me, Sir
Uwant2hurt: [david's hands go around to your chest... finds the tit clamps
and slowly remove them as his cock slides in you]
Bnd4tormnt: <the flood of my pain to my nips arches my body as i feel the
shaft of your tool slide deeper in me... my senses overloaded with unfulfilled
lust>
Uwant2hurt: [he feels your tits as he pumps in and out of you... his arms
forcing to straighten your back... his presses against you and nibbles on your
neck... he knows your cock aches for one last cum]
Bnd4tormnt: <every muscle straining in my bonds as i long to be used... to
be of service to you... moaning from the love you now show... my cock drips a
steady stream of precum as i feel your own meat putting sweet pressure on my
prostate>
Uwant2hurt: [he bangs into your ass with every word he speaks] this...
is... our... last... time... faggot... our... last... fuckin'... time... [he
holds you tighter]
Bnd4tormnt: oooohhhhh.... gaaaaawwwwddd... <tears stream down my face...
my dick arching up... bouncing hard... cum churning>
Uwant2hurt: [david's hand goes to your cock... strokes it... he fucks you
faster]
Bnd4tormnt: ooohhh... siiiiiirrrr... iiiii'm gooonnnnnaaaa
cuuuuuuuummmm!!!!!!!!!!!!
Uwant2hurt: you want to cum faggot????...do you ???????
Bnd4tormnt: yeeeeeeeeessssssssss daaaaaaaviiiiiiidddd....
pleaaaaasse........
Uwant2hurt: [he lets go of your cock but keeps on fucking you]
Bnd4tormnt: <my cock dancing wildly... bouncing with each thrust of your
dick in my ass... pouning my bowels> ooohhhhhgggaaaaawwwwddddavid....
please.... fuck me... fuuuuuuuuucccccccckkk meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!
Uwant2hurt: [his hands are back at your tits as he fucks you with a
passion]
Uwant2hurt: i want you to cum for me, faggot... let your cock spew your
faggot cum all over this van... show chuck he can fuck off... do it... for
me... [he fucks you harder... you can feel his cock twitching in your hole...
david is close to cumming... his sweat mixes with your's... his flesh presses
against your back]
Bnd4tormnt: <your hands on my tits... your cock in my writhing ass... my
cock lost in the world of feeling you in me... suddenly as i feel your cock
swelling with each pounding, my own cock spasms uncontrollably... stimulated by
your fucking>
Bnd4tormnt:
GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWDDYYYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEESS
SSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!
Uwant2hurt: cum for me, faggot... we'll cum together... cum for me... cum
for me....NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Bnd4tormnt: <my member jerks and spasms a load of cum that splatters
forward against the doors of the van>
Uwant2hurt: [you feel david's warm cum spraying inside you]
Bnd4tormnt: <both of us convulsing as one... your cum filling me as i
shoot my load without any touch>
Uwant2hurt: [he kisses your neck]
Bnd4tormnt: <i continue to rock uncontrollably... my body experiencing the
orgasm of a lifetime>
Uwant2hurt: [david abrubtly pulls out... knocks on the partition to the
front of the van... you hear a rustling... like clothes being put on...]
Bnd4tormnt: <my body sags in my bonds as i hang helpless... exhausted and
sweaty... no longer supported by the man who just made me cum>
Uwant2hurt: [david comes around to in front of you... he's gotten a pair
of jeans partially on... has a shirt in his hands] you were great, faggot...
bet you didn't think you could cum like that...
Bnd4tormnt: thank you, david... <looking at you partially dressed,
wondering what is going on> david?... what are you doing?
Uwant2hurt: [he stuffs his semi-hard cock into the jeans... zips them
up... he smiles... kisses you] i'm getting dressed.... [he puts on his
shirt....]
Bnd4tormnt: --------------
Uwant2hurt: [the van seems to bounce more like it's gone onto a dirt
road... david reaches for some socks and shoes]
Bnd4tormnt: but... i thought... chuck... you.... <trying to put the pieces
of the puzzle together> david??????? talk to me...... please....
Uwant2hurt: chuck and me what? [the van stops... doors open and close up
front] .....what faggot?
Bnd4tormnt: <desperate now as the van has come to a halt... hearing
footsteps outside> what's going on?? david????? i don't understand....
Uwant2hurt: [you hear another car start up as the rear van door is
opened... chuck is there]
Bnd4tormnt: <staring in fear at chuck... then at david...>
Uwant2hurt: [he kisses david...]
CHUCK: you ready babe?
Uwant2hurt: DAVID: yep... you got the tape? [chuck smiles and holds up
the video cassette]
Bnd4tormnt: <confused... helpless... in a quandry... a sense of betrayal
creeps into my brain>
Uwant2hurt: [david leaves the tape between your legs....]
DAVID: it's for kryshack to watch... bet he'll be pleasantly surprised you can
cum like that...
Bnd4tormnt: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
DAAAAAAVVIIIIIIIID!!!!!!!!!! PLEASE!!! WHAT'S GOING ON????
Uwant2hurt: [david points up to the video camera you hadn't noticed on the
ceiling]
CHUCK: com'on asshole... we got to get out of here before he shows up...
[chuck leaves for the waiting car]
Bnd4tormnt: NOOO!!! DON'T LEAVE ME... i thought... <sobbing>
Uwant2hurt: [david smiles] don't be like that, faggot... you had your
fun... [his hand goes to your cock one last time] i'm gonna miss your cock...
Bnd4tormnt: <i flinch as your hand fondles my cum-coated member> you...
don't??... you tricked me....
Uwant2hurt: [he leans in and kisses it... puts a folded pice of paper
between your ass cheeks]
Bnd4tormnt: david... don't do this... please... i'm begging you... i
thought you...???
Uwant2hurt: i got to go before kryshack shows up... don't want to meet
him... let me tell you... [he pauses] i'm sorry faggot... but... business
is... well... you know...
Uwant2hurt: [he smiles... turns and runs off to the car]
Bnd4tormnt: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!
Uwant2hurt: [they honk the horn and wave as they pull away...
Uwant2hurt: ... you can't tell how long you wait there... screaming for
help... waiting your fate...]
Bnd4tormnt: <bound helpless and left alone... arms chained to the sides of
the van... kneeling on my haunches... my softening cock still dripping....
hoarse from screaming having watched my captors leave>
Uwant2hurt: [it couldn't have been more than an hour... time passes slowly
for you... your voice lost from yelling for help... then a vehicle pulls up
from the direction of the front of the van]
Bnd4tormnt: ----------
Uwant2hurt: [you hear a voice say..."kryshack... i think this is
it"....another voice "tell someone to go see"...you see flashlights heading
your way... two men are at the open van door... flashlights in your face...]
holyshit!!!!!!
Bnd4tormnt: <sinking deeper into despair... abandonment... total
helplessness>
Uwant2hurt: kryshack... it's him... we got him.....
Bnd4tormnt: <the blinding flashlights prevent me from seeing the
newcomers...>
Uwant2hurt: let me see... get out of the way... [the lights are put
down... you see an older, heavyset guy in front of you... looking at you..."i
think it's him, kryshack..."]
Uwant2hurt: i know...
Bnd4tormnt: <too hoarse and scared to speak... only guttural moans and
whimpers rise from my throat>
Uwant2hurt: hello... can you speak?
Bnd4tormnt: <i stare in total fear>
Uwant2hurt: say something
Bnd4tormnt: <in a crackling voice> please....
Uwant2hurt: please?... please what?
Bnd4tormnt: <i try to speak... too afraid to make intelligible sounds...
so tired... beaten... fearing more games from these guys>
Uwant2hurt: [footsteps approach from the direction of the vehicle that just
arrived...]
Uwant2hurt: you think i want to hurt you?
Bnd4tormnt: ::can't take it anymore... want to die...piss flows from limp
cock from total complete fear....
Uwant2hurt: i'm peter kryshack from the fbi....hell boy....i'm here to
rescue you...
Uwant2hurt: [as he speaks a woman comes around to the van...she screams as
she sees you...it's your girlfriend...lisa...]
Bnd4tormnt: my body goes limp in my bonds... passing out .....
TO BE CONTINUED...further installments will be posted...and please, please,
please...feedback is very much appreciated...send email to Uwant2hurt@aol.com
or Bnd4tormnt@aol.com
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