I stood there completely helpless. In a tight lycra singlet, arms taped together behind my back and a dog collar round my neck, attached to a leash which Jack held. I was terrified but part of me was enjoying the position I was in and power that Jack had over me.
"Please God, let me go, I won't tell anyone about this and I'll never bother you again" I begged Jack.
All of a sudden Jack punched me in the gut, which shocked and winded me. I fell to my knees. "I'm fucking sick of that whingey fag voice of yours." This was the most scared I had been of Jack, the playful cockiness from before seemed more menacing. "Like I say, I have your phone, your wallet and some videos of you humiliating yourself, I own you now fag." He pulled out my phone from his pocket and pointed it at my face. Shit, I forgot it used facial recognition to unlock, he'd be able to access all my apps and contacts. "Please sir don't post anything on my social media, my life would be over." Jack grabbed the roll of duck tape and bit of another piece, before taping my mouth shut. I tried begging through the gag but it was no use. I was really panicking now thinking about what Jack could do with my phone. "Right let's have some fun gayboy" Jack grinned as he grabbed my leash and tugged to make me follow him. "Walkies" he said as he winked at me.
He led the way out of the disused toilet back to the main gym with me crawling behind. I was defeated and had my head bowed down, dreading the humiliation I was expecting to follow. As we re-entered the gym area, it had emptied somewhat, except for James and his mates messing around with some weights. Our entrance back in the gym was greeted by hysterical laugher from the lads. "What is wrong with them, are they all psychos?" I thought to myself.
Jack tied my leash to a piece of equipment. "Sit boy" he said as he grinned again. Jack started playing with my phone. All of a sudden he seemed quite annoyed "Fucks sake man", he shouted as he ripped my gag from my mouth, leaving a burning sensation. "Your online banking needs a pin, what is it?" I hesitated briefly before he slapped me across the face. "You have 5 seconds fag, otherwise your instagram story is going to have some exciting updates." What could I do? I told him my banking pin and began to ask that he didn't empty my account, but before I could finish, he took off one of his socks and shoved it in my mouth.
"Fag is pretty well-off" Jack shouted to James and his mates. He messed around for a couple more minutes before smiling and saying "That's today's fag tax paid" and ruffling my hair. "Now, I reckon after yesterday's session, you'll have gone home and wanked off that little dick of yours, am I right fag?" Jack smirked as he looked at me. He connected my phone to one of the screens via bluetooth and shouted "Gather round boys" to the lads. "We're going to find out what this little fag is into."
I was so horny last night and I think I forgot to delete my internet search history. When I'm that horny I tend to watch some stuff I wouldn't usually be into. Fuck, this was going to be so humiliating having them see what a perv I am. "I was right" laughed Jack, as he went through my phone history and saw porn websites come up. He played the first video "Chav lads make fag lick their trainers." All the lads started laughing. "Looks like yesterday was his little fantasy come true." said one of them. He was really cute, quite babyfaced with a skin fade and wearing a matching Nike set. He looked over at me and we made eye contact while I was checking him out. "Don't fucking check me out you little fag." he said angrily. "Look at the fucking screen, you must be enjoying it." I found out his name was Billy.
I did as I was told and kept my eyes glued to the tv screen which was playing my go-to porn movie. I started to get hard seeing the young fag in the film getting abused my the chavs, and realising I was now in my own version of this. "He is fucking enjoying it as well" laughed one of the others. He was called Dylan and was the most muscly of the lads. He had massive biceps and legs, and an amazing chest. He looked like he must be in the gym all the time. "Look at his dick." Again I was subjected to looks of disbelief, laughter and insults.
"Right enough of that, I don't want you to cum in your pants" said Jack as he clicked off the movie. "What have we got next eh?" he winked at me. Shit, I watched something else last night. "Fag turned into urinal" Jack laughed, "This sounds good."
Oh my god. I don't usually like this sort of thing but I was insanely horny last night. I couldn't help but watch as the movie started playing and a fag was tied up and fitted with a pipe in his mouth, before various fit lads took turns pissing into it. The lads seemed stunned and disgusted. "You're into some weird shit" laughed Billy. "Yeah, proper perv this one" said James, spitting in my face as he did so.
"You really into this shit?" asked Jack, flashing a cocky grin at me. I tried to protest and tell them I'm not into it, but it was no use through my sockgag. "I've got an idea boys" laughed Jack, before grabbing my lead again. Shit, what was he going to do next?
To be continued...