Stopped off for a drink, Chapter 6
A story of bondage and discovery.
Slave jim was naked, restrained in a spreadeagle position and was about to become a diversion for patrons of a BDSM bar. His body had been marked as a target and chances for the opportunity to discipline him had been sold. Each participant would have three chances to hit the five ring (his cock and balls) from a position 23 feet from the helpless target.
The first contestant was the captain of a ladies softball team that had stopped by the bar during a bar hopping evening. They had lost their game earlier and were trying to work off some steam. This game would go a long way towards that end. From the looks of the crowd, there would be at least 15 people throwing the wet, cold tennis balls as his helplessly exposed cock and balls.
Exposed as he was, jim was terrified at the prospect for injury. The captain of the softball team, Erika, was first up and from the looks of it, she was going to throw her tennis balls underhand using a speedball technique! jim still had a massive hardon, evidence of the submissive tendencies that the last 48 hours had revealed. As frightened as he was, being spread out naked in front of a room full of men and women was extremely exciting to him.
As Erika wound up and released the tennis ball, the room exploded in cheers and hoots. The ball made a solid whack sound as it hit a backstop placed behind the spreadeagled man. The first attempt was a miss, the ball impacting just to the left of jim's hip. Erika's teammate and live in girlfriend stepped over and kissed ball two as she handed it to her DOMME roommate. Erika's concentration was evident as she wound up and fired the second ball which hit about an inch below slave jim's balls, resulting in another loud whack and a cheer from the crowd. Side betting continued as odds were taken on her potential to hit the five ring on her third ball. She wound up and released the ball, travelling extremely fast and hitting slave jim just above the navel, and the five ring. The crowd cheered again and money once again passed hands.
Up stepped contestant two, an obviously intoxicated man with the looks of a soldier on leave. He was bragging to his buddies who in turn were hooting and laughing. One of them asked what he would do if he won and the soldier responded that he had been wanting to "whip a faggot's ass" and that was exactly what he intended to do. His first ball hit the helpless jim in the right arm just above the elbow leaving a nasty welt. Again, bets were exchanged as ball two hit alongside jim's hip with a responding whack. Ball three went wild. next up.....
So far no one had hit slave jim's cock and balls and this prompted changes in bets. jim had lost his erection and one of the waitresses came over and knelt in front of him, taking his semi hard cock in her mouth and sucking it much to the approval of the crowd who went wild. jim's cock immediately got hard again, the waitress then running her hands over his stomach and chest and pecking his cheek with a kiss as she stepped away for the next shooter.
In a few minutes the helpless jim was covered in welts, many of which were starting to bruise already, but on one had hit him in the balls yet. This was about to chance as the next contestant was a very large man, obviously a member of a construction crew relaxing after a hard days work. He took off his hard hat and selected on of this three tennis balls with his large leatherly hand. The construction crew member had hard eyes as he concentrated on slave jim's cock and balls. Ball one hit him squarely in the middle of his chest, resulting in a loud whack and a gasp from jim as his breath left his lungs. The pain was intense but jim's cock remained erect and was jerking. The effects of the muscle ointment had either subsided or were forgotten. The thrower focused then and managed to hit slave jim squarely inside the five ring glancing off his thigh and impacting against his helpless balls causing jim to buckle and jump in response jerking at his restraints. The crowd roared as the construction crew got the first five ring score. The struggle of the naked man excited the thrower causing his large cock to expand in his pants leaving a large buldge that was visible to jim who could not prevent himself from staring at it. Money passed hands again as new bets were taken. Ball three hit slave jim just above the five ring. So far the construction crew was ahead and from the looks of the crew, slave jim was in big trouble.
A five minute break was called and those contestants that had taken their chances were allowed to inspect their handiwork. First was the DOMME softball captain, she tenderly stroked his bruises, lingering over his now swollen balls and said:" I have purchased two more chances boi. I intend to smoke your balls next time and win the right to discipline you. My girls and I have some significant plans for you bitch!". Jim shuttered as she kissed his cheek and groped his helpless balls as he was forced to submit.
The boss of the constructin crew was next, he stood close grasping jim's left nipple and twisting hard causing jim to cry out. jim could feel his large semi hard cock on his thigh and smell his sweaty body and foul breath. "I am going to whip your faggot ass before I fuck it boi. That's right, I intend to whip your ass before you suck and fuck me and my crew." jim shuttered....how much more could he take? He was just looking for a nice neighborhood bar after work and got into this mess.
jim was shaking then, terrified at what was likely to happen when he noticed a familiar face in front of his. It was one of the executives from the firm. The man gently stroked jim's naked flanks as he talked to him; "jim, If I had known you were into this I would have made you an offer at work. I am not likely to win this competition but will look into future possibilities. Several of the senior membership have "special" needs and you may be exactly the service slave we need." jim was frantic, "Sir... please get me out of here, i have been kidnapped, please save me from this..they intend to sell me as a sex slave." The executive then answered... "As a member of the club, I knew that you had been selected for slave training....I will be bidding. By the way, over in the corner the secretarial pool is having an evening out at company expense and they immediately recognized who you are. By tomorrow morning everyone in the company will know that you are a gay BDSM sex slave wannabe! Perhaps I will make a strong bid. I owe Suzie a favor and you know what an anti-male bitch she is. She is probably creaming in her panties hoping to get you under her control. We shall see how high the bidding goes when your training is complete." jim was shattered, now there was no hope for being saved....he was destined to be a slave.