Obviously this story isn't real. All characters in the story are 18-21. Do not read if you are offended or not allowed. It will feature a number of different fetishes related and not related to hockey.
In This Section: Dungeon BDSM products Tied down men Vibrating Prostate Massager Whipping Tickling Dildo enforcer Hockey equipment Chastity device Wrestling Rim job Overnight bondage
Hockey Fetish -- Chapter 5: The Dungeon
Led into the dark room that Gary had simply labeled as `The Dungeon',Mark didn't know what to expect. Even though he expected the worst, he still didn't see the surprise coming to him as he was led by leash into the cold, damp, and large hollow room where at first he could barley see anything because hardly any lights were turned on. Still he could hear the moaning of pain from a few voices.
Mark at the time had just received a prince albert and two nipple piercings attached to a chain leash to lead him around. He was receiving punishment for allowing his best friend Lucas to force him to fuck him while he was chained to a urinal for an earlier punishment. Although the entire thing was beyond his control, he was still being punished, as Gary, the team captain of the Ice Dogs, was angry that someone else took advantage of him beyond his control.
Suddenly a large shining light was turned on in Mark's face. Mark had to squint at the suddenly bright light, but when his eyes got used to the situation he could see what was going on in the room from the light bouncing off the walls and exposing the scene. Gary purposely waited to show him his masterpiece as Mark looked around the room. At first he looked to the right side of the wall and noticed a large wall of different anal tools - including different colour, shapes, and sizes of dildos, dongs, butt plugs, anal beads, lube, and a number of other anal sex tools that could be used. It also seemed to be neatly organized.
Turning to his left side he noticed that the wall on the far end carried torture tools meant for the ass and cock including different paddles, whips, ropes, leashes, chains, chastity devices with locks, cock rings, candles, electronic hookup devices, duct tape, bondage cuffs, cock pumps, clothes pins (along with other sort of clamps), spreaders, ball weights, and plenty of other tools he didn't even understand the meaning of.
Looking behind him, Mark saw an assortment of BDSM tools designed for the chest and face. This included straight jackets hung by a hanger, nipple clamps, pin wheels, harnesses, ball gags, collars, hoods, and once again other products he didn't know the meaning of.
Before he could look at the back wall Mark's attention went over to the sound of moaning pain in the middle of the room. That was when he noticed four different men in different situations being tortured in various ways.
He recognized the face right away of the first one to the far right and close to him; it was the coach of the Ice Dogs. The older, bearded, and heavy man was tied to a St. Andrews cross, also known as X-Cross or a saltire cross, with bondage cuffs attached to his ankles and wrists so the entire front of his naked hairy body was exposed for anyone's pleasure. He was unable to move while he was standing up. He was the lucky one as nobody seemed to be doing anything; instead he just had a wireless vibrating prostate massager in his ass pleasuring him. Because he helped win the game he was being rewarded. From the coaches expression it seemed as if he was used to being in this position for a long time and just accepted how he was with no facial emotions. Also it was clear that Gary was the true leader of the team, the coach just submitted to what Gary wanted.
To the left, and next to the coach, was a team member of the Ice Dogs who was also on a St. Andrews cross like the coach. This cross could rotate in a circle, though, so at the master's pleasure he could be upside down or sideways. Another player was taking advantage of this one player by forcing him to suck his cock; the player eagerly accepted it into his mouth. From the way he was turned, the end of his ass was exposed to Gary and Mark. Something large and black could be seen shoved up his ass. In this case he was turned onto his side. This player was being punished for performing badly in the game.
The third bound man was also a player who preformed badly during the game and was receiving his punishment. Instead of getting attached to the cross, though, he instead had his arms hanging up high in the air as a chain from the roof came down and attached to his wrists. It was just as the right height for him to stand on his toes. As the same time another hockey player was whipping him repetitively across the back. Brutus, who was behind Mark and Gary as he followed them into the dungeon, laughed as he saw his friend in that position. Running up to the poor fellow, he took his hands and started to tickle his armpits and legs as he was helplessly hanging there.
"Please stop," the hockey player pleaded through the laughter. "It hurts to laugh." Still he couldn't stop laughing as Brutus continued.
Finally Mark's eyes went towards the final player being punished. It was Lucas. He was tied down on a skinny bench on his stomach so his ass and back hung in the air. A device was set up behind him. This device contained an electric motor that pumped a sideways rod back and forth at variable speeds. At the end of the rod was a thick black dildo and then the dildo was placed right at Lucas's ass so every time the motor would push the rod forward until the dildo was full into Lucas's now loose ass from the fisting. The motor was put on such a quick speed that with the human eye it was impossible to see how fast it was moving. Lucas was receiving a hard pounding from the machine as punishment for what he did before. At the same time, someone had put on a lot of his hockey equipment. The top half of the hockey shoulder, back, and chest pads were attached to him along with the ankle and kneepads, exposing only his bottom half, and finally his hockey helmet without some sort of visor or cage was put onto his head.
When Mark saw him in most of his uniform he went hard seeing the muscles bulge against the tight hockey equipment. Mark went hard for the first time since getting the prince albert on his cock head and he felt pain go through the bottom part of his body and he flinched.
Mark had gotten a good tour and look of the place and Gary felt it was time to put him in his place. Gary started walking forward holding the chain leash; as soon as Mark saw this, he followed, knowing the pain of the pull if he didn't follow him. He was led over to a bench similar looking and the same height as Mark's. Starting to learn his place without even a face argument, Mark got down on his hands and knees on the bench as his chest pressed down and the bondage cuffs that were attached to the bench were applied to his wrists and ankles in the same way they had been to Lucas.
This bench was on wheels so he could be moved around and when he was in place Gary moved the dildo machine away from Lucas's ass and moved Mark in to face Lucas's ass instead. From the position he was in all Mark could do was hang his head. If he did lift his head, he would face Lucas's hole and the back of his cock. He could barely reach the hole if he reached with his tongue. Mark then noticed the dildo machine had been placed behind him for him to receive. In a matter of minutes the machine was turned onto a slow speed and he felt the dildo enter into his asshole. Soon after, it was reaching all the way in. The dildo stopped for a second and then pulled out slowly. This process kept repeating.
After Mark was set up, Gary came to the side of him and started to set up things in the back area. This was the first time that Mark got a good look at the back wall of the dungeon and he noticed a series of different camera setups on tripods or hanging from the wall. Gary took one camera and set it up on a tripod near to where the machine was penetrating Mark and at the same time was forced to face Lucas's ass. When Gary made eye contact with the horrid look on Mark's face, he winked back with a smile.
"We plan on posting this on our website. This is great material." After setting up the camera he walked over to the left wall to take out a large chastity device and walked over to Mark. As the device was attached, Mark felt the tight leather against his cock and balls that wouldn't even allow him to get hard in the process. Gary then shut the entire thing closed and a click was heard to lock it tight. "I cannot trust most of my players it seems, so I will keep a lock on it." Holding the key up he then walked towards Gage and Cameron, who also entered the room, but were simply stroking their cocks and observing the scene that was always hot. He gave the key to Gage. "I can trust that you two can keep this safe until tomorrow. Do not take advantage of the situation or you will end up like Swift, and do not let anyone have the key, especially Brutus over there."
With that, he started to walking back towards the door to exit the dungeon before looking back at Mark to say one last thing.
"Your piercing needs to recover and I need a good nights sleep to be at the best of my game for next week, so I will be back in the morning." Gary then left, shutting the door to the locker room behind him. Brutus, who was in the process of torture tickling his friend, saw Gary leave and walked over to Gage and Cameron with his hand held out.
"Gif me da key," Brutus demanded, thinking he was now the boss of the situation.
"Sorry Brutus," Cameron casually said. "The orders from the boss were to not let anyone have it, but us."
"Woy is gone an' I am am athith-ant capin so I am boss now an' thay give me da key." Brutus continued to hold his hand out, but got frustrated with them.
"No dice," Cameron once again continued. "We follow Gary Roy's orders over yours." Not happy with that answer and knowing he was far stronger then the two, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the key from Gage's hand. Having the key, he then walked over to the chastity device, but suddenly felt somethone grab a hold of him around his neck and put him into a sleeper hold. At the same time another set of arms grabbed his legs and tripped him onto the ground. Both of them were tag-team wrestling the giant to the ground. When he was on the ground, he was put unconscious by the sleeper hold and Gage quickly took the key back from Brutus's hands. Not wanting to be around the angry ogre when he would wake up, they quickly exited the room to go to sleep.
At the same time, the player hanging from the chain was let loose and the coach and other player had ball gags put in their mouths. They would serve the rest of their time that night in the same position as Mark and Lucas.
Brutus woke up in a minute and looked around, at first a little confused, as he got off the ground. As he realized what had just happened to him, he was angry and let out a cry of fury. Noticing nobody really noticed him, he then looked around to see two gagged slaves and two open mouthed slaves. He walked up to the front of Lucas so his cock was facing him. Without saying anything, Brutus put his thick cock into Lucas's mouth and started to move it in and out. This went on for about 20 minutes before Brutus finally was about to explode. Taking his hard dick out of Lucas, he then pointed it towards the top of Lucas's face and exploded himself all over Lucas's forehead and hair, watching it dripping down. Satisfied that he had at least won one battle, he exited the room.
With the two best friends having the only open mouths, Lucas was the first one to speak up after five minutes of silence.
"I should be sorry about how this went, but I'm not. I've wanted you in me for so long that I will take any punishment in return."
"My body hurts so much right now."
"The pain is easier to get through if you distract yourself, trust me buddy."
"How can I do that, Luke? I can't even move."
"Clean out my ass again, lick the back part of my balls."
"This is sick dude, how could you be into this?" Mark asked, more curiously than demanding.
"When are you going to stop lying to yourself? You love every inch of this. You were hard the entire time when sucking out the holes of the entire Ice Dogs team. The teammates couldn't see it under that jock but I have seen you in the shower long enough to know. Plus, when we stopped servicing every single end of your body, you started to beg for more. Hell, I can feel you smelling my ass and balls constantly right now."
"I know. It's just such a change. I never knew you felt that way about me. You should have just talked to me."
"You and I both know you would have just rejected me, we could have no longer become friends. You are too scared to face the truth. Now lick my ass clean again."
"You have a point." And on that note, Mark did as he was commanded by Lucas and lifted his head up to Mark's hole while sticking out his tongue. He started first by pushing his tongue into Mark's hole. At the same time Mark felt the thick dildo push into him, his licking became more intense and Lucas started to moan in pleasure.
"This is what you were really meant to do, serve me. I choose my slave carefully and treat him with respect." The power-bottom then went back to moaning and enjoying the state he was currently in. After Mark spent perhaps a half hour, in pure silence, just servicing Lucas's hole, the peace and quite after such a long day and being able to spend it with his best friend was a nice change. Soon after that, his tongue moved down and started to massage the back of Lucas's balls. Already hard from the rim job, in a matter of minutes Lucas exploded his load all over the ground below his cock.
"You're lucky, you know that, Gary Roy has been really good to you." Lucas almost seemed offended by that remark.
"How is what he's done to me being good to me?"
"Because he gives you the chance to ejaculate constantly and feel the orgasm. Meanwhile he seems to be holding me back. I can't even get hard in this chastity device." Lucas understood Mark's point. "My balls are hurting so badly right now. I think almost anything could set it off if I was free."
"Trust me, it is for your own good."
"I will never forgive you for what you did to me," Mark blurted out, even as he said that, Mark felt heaviness in his chest like he regretted it. They were best friends after all.
"Don't say that, I still want to be your friend. I've always loved you. There was just no other way." Mark didn't respond to Lucas, he didn't even lick his ass. Hearing nothing for a minute Lucas tried to plea more. "Please man, you gotta believe me. If I came out to you in the locker room you would have rejected me. I would have lost my best friend and the entire hockey league would have shunned me. My career would be over." There was still no response and so Lucas hung his head in sorrow, drifting off into a sleep. They were both exhausted from the game they had just played so they drifted off into a sleep for the night.
Lucas was woken up in the early morning when three younger players entered the room, all close friends with Lucas. One of the players was from the night before who had his hands tied up by a chain from the ceiling. This player's name was Jim Smith, a strapping young stud, although he was only 18. Like Lucas, he was built like an ox with bulging biceps. His arms and chest muscles were so thick that he generally had to carry his arms with a bit of a lift by the side of his body. He had short hair the colour of rust. When off the ice, such as this moment, he wore thin oval glasses. Also with him were two other muscular rookies on the team. They seemed to have furious looks on their faces.
"This is bullshit," Jim complained to Lucas. "It's not fair what he's done to you, Sir. We need to fight back soon." For a while now, Jim had considered Lucas the true leader and didn't like the way Gary constantly abused him.
"In time we will get our way with him. To take him out, we first need to take care of Brutus and Darryl who are in our way. Still, you shouldn't have disobeyed him yesterday. Fighting against him tooth and nail is just going to make him suspicious. You need to leave when he laughs and pretend to go along with him." Lucas had this well planned out for a while. "Just follow my lead, and at the right time, Gary's reign on this team will end."
"When?", Jim impatiently demanded.
"Soon, rather than later, but for now, don't blow the cover."
"What will the other players think? What will Gage and Cameron do?"
"Gage and Cameron are left alone because they are the top scorers on the team. They simply want to be with each other and try to stay out of this whole mess. That is why Gary trusts them so much - they never want to get involved. The rest of the team will follow us if we trap Darryl, Brutus, and Gary. Trust me."
As soon as he said that, all of the players heads turned as they heard the door to the room start to creep open. For a cover, Jim unzipped his pants and took out his cock, sticking it into Lucas's mouth for him to suck on.
Gary was laughing as he entered the room with Brutus following close behind. When the two of them saw the sight of Jim forcing Lucas to blow him, they laughed even harder.
"It's time for morning practice," Gary exclaimed. He walked up to the coach and undid him and his gag. He then undid the other players who stayed in their St. Andrew's Crosses all night. They quickly left the dungeon to go prepare for the practice. Gary then walked over to Lucas, Jim, and the two others. As he was moving aside and leaving the place to go dress up for practice, he said, "You can join us, but remind me of who is in charge first." At this time Mark, who had been in a deep sleep, was starting to wake up and let out a loud yawn before he tried to move around a little and then remembered the position he was in and how he got there.
"You are, Sir." Lucas pleaded. "I will never disobey you again."
Gary pointed at Brutus, who undid the ankle and wrist cuffs around Lucas so he could finally go free. Lucas quickly got up and stretched his muscles, as they were free for the first time in over eight hours. He stretched out his arms and while he worked out his legs even Mark looked and admired his naked body and well-built legs. Brutus was licking his lips. He was still in half the uniform from the position he was put in before, and the muscles were stretching against the fabric.
"Go get dressed for practice, we have to work on our slap shot today, and that's a weakness of yours." Lucas quickly left the room and the only three left inside of the dark and damp dungeon was Gary, Brutus, and Mark.
"Are you hungry, slave?" Mark nodded his head. He was starving. He was, after all, still growing his muscle tone and so he had to eat a lot each day, yet he hadn't had anything to eat but cum and piss for the past 12 hours. "For this whole week your entire meal will consist of cum from the players so you better swallow everything given to you if you want to stay healthy." Not enjoying the sound of that, Mark moaned, but as he opened his mouth to moan, Gary undid the jeans he was wearing and stuck his cock into Mark's mouth for him to start sucking on it. Mark obeyed instantly and tried as quickly as possible to get his meal for the day. He could see Brutus waiting close behind, smiling without those two front teeth.
After sucking the two of them dry, and once he finished getting them off, he swallowed the cum, but still felt just as hungry as before. After that was finished, Brutus undid the cuffs around Mark's ankles and wrists while Gary left the room to go get dressed. Standing up, Mark got a chance to stretch his naked body, except for the chastity device with a key-lock weighting it down. While he did that, Brutus walked over to the side of the wall and took out a ball weight. Walking up to Mark again, Brutus attached the heavy weight beads to his balls and Mark could instantly feel the weight stretch his balls. Still it felt nice to have his legs and arms free.
Brutus poked the Mark's back to prod him to move forward. Mark moved forward and was eventually led out of the dungeon. His eyes squinted at the bright light of the locker room and at first he couldn't see anything, but over time he started to see movement around him and other players that were undressing and preparing for the practice, many players wearing just jocks or absolutely nothing.
Gary walked up to Mark and pointed to a bench where most of Mark's equipment was, including the top padding, helmet, skates, and his jersey of the Spartans that he wore before.
"You're joining us for practice, suit up." Mark took a good look at what he was going to wear before looking back at Gary.
"It's missing the bottom padding and jock."
"That's the point, now suit up." Taking the key, Gary undid Mark's chastity device Gary then walked away to put on his own practice jersey and skates. "Oh, and before you go out on the ice, make sure every player is given a piece of your ass on their way out."
Putting on the equipment quickly including the shoulder pads, helmet with the visor, and hockey skates, he then waited by the exit and bent his ass over - as players came over, they undid their equipment and stuck their hard cocks into Mark's ass, which had become loose from the dildo constantly going in and out of his ass before. A lineup started to form as every single player stuck out their cocks and got ready to fuck Mark's ass before the practice.
Thank you for all the comments. The more comments and suggestions I get the quicker and more I write. Send all to johnny_drama123@hotmail.com. Tell me your favorite characters or what moments like liked the most if you have no suggestions, loving all the ideas so far. Part 6 coming soon (might take longer then usual but it is coming).
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