I heard
the cell door open and two guards walked in. They pushed huge plug gags into
our mouths and strapped them tightly behind our heads. They locked our leg
irons from the floor and the chains attaching our iron collars to the wall.
“Up!”
We stood
up, although it required a bit of effort with our hands chained behind our
backs. The guards then clipped leashes to our iron collars. They pulled us
forward; we followed shuffling as much as the leg irons allowed us. We were led
down a corridor past a number of closed cell doors. We were led into large
room. I saw manacles attached to chains hanging from the walls. There were
further manacles attached to chains which were anchored to the base of the
wall. At one end of the room was a double set of metal stocks. The door to the
room was locked.
The
guards attached my leash to a hook on the wall. They started to remove Scott’s
chains. When these were removed he was instructed to strip. His leathers, boots,
undies and socks were placed into a box which was padlocked shut. The guards
moved him over to the wall and shackled him, naked, to the wall, spreadeagle.
The
guards then started to remove my chains. I was also told to strip and was
shackled spreadeagle to the wall next to Scott. The door opened and the Sheriff
walked in.
“Well,
well, it looks like we have a couple of gay boys here. You gave us quite a
show. Boys, there are cameras all through this jail; privacy is something you
are not going to have for the next week. Now boys, unlike some of my
unenlightened brethren in this country, I have no issues those who are gay,
lesbian or bisexual. If it’s the way the good lord made us, then we should
celebrate it, not be ashamed. However, you boys are here for punishment, not
pleasure, so we’d bet put temptation out of harm’s way.”
One of
the guards produced silicone cock cages. Of course Scott and I were still
completely hard, so the other guard produced ice bags from a cooler in the
room. These were held over our cocks, which eventually went soft. Our cocks
were stuffed into the cock cages which were secured with padlocks.
The
Sheriff spoke again.
“Boys,
you will work hard this week. You will obey any instruction you are given
without delay or question. When you’re working, you will only speak when spoken
to. You may speak freely at other times but there will be no profanity and you
are being observed at all times. If you don’t comply, there will be additional
punishments. Josh, Luke, I’ll leave these boys in your capable hands.”
The
Sheriff then left.
Josh
produced a set of electric clippers and proceeded to clip all of Scott’s and my
body hair off. As this was going on, my cock started to stiffen in the cock
cage. It was painful and I was trying to will it to go soft, with no success.
Josh and
Luke opened a couple of cupboard in the room. They took out two yellow jump
suits, like I’d seen the “inmates” wearing when we arrived. They added white jock
straps, white t-shirts, work boots and socks to the pile. They unlocked Scott
from the wall and Josh said, “Get dressed.”
Scott put
on the clothes and boots laid out for him. Luke led him to one of the stocks at
the end of the room, which Josh held open. Luke pushed his neck and wrists in
and Josh locked it.
They then
unlocked me. I also got dressed. I noticed that the jump suit had a series of
press studs going up each inside leg and across the bottom. I’d shortly learn
what this was for. I was then led to the other stock and locked in. Josh
produced the clippers again and proceeds to give both of us a “number zero”
haircut.
“We need
to remove your gags to finish you off, remember what the Sheriff said.”
Luke
removed Scott’s gag and Josh finished removing the hair from Scott’s head before
Luke reapplied his gag. Luke then
removed my gag and Josh removed the last of my hair before Luke re gagged me.
Josh and
Luke walked over to another cupboard and removed two sets of leg irons, two
heavy hammers, two small metal blocks and a couple of what looked like thick
nails. They walked over to us and placed the leg irons on us. The leg irons
were secured using the nails which were placed through a hole in the leg irons.
These were placed on the metal blocks and hammered shut. I could feel the
weight of the leg irons and experimented lifting my feet. These were definitely
going to make walking difficult!
Luke
spoke “Boys, the leg irons will stay on for the entire time you’re here. You
may have noticed that you can unbutton your jump suits so you can get them on
and off over the leg irons. That will also help you when you need to take a
dump. You can get your jockstraps on and off by feeding them through your leg
irons. We can help you with that if necessary” He added the last bit with a bit
of an evil grin.
They then
unlocked Scott and then me from the stocks, quickly cuffing our hands behind
our backs. Josh grabbed my left arm and Luke grabbed Scott’s right arm. They
walked us down the corridor stopping at one of the cell doors. Luke unlocked it
and told us to go in. “Boys, this will be your cell for the next week. You
missed the regular dinner but we will be back with some food, you need to keep
your strength up for the week.”
The door
was closed with a loud bang and we heard the sound of a key turning in the lock.
The cell was about three by three metres. There were iron framed single beds
either side of the door which were bolted to the floor. At the end of the cell
there was a stainless wash basin on one side and a stainless steel toilet on
the other (at least there was indoor plumbing. On the basin was a cake of soap,
two toothbrushes and toothpaste. A towel hung over a rail underneath the basin.
A couple
of minutes later a hatch in the cell door opened and I heard Josh’s voice. Put
your hands up to the hatch, one at a time and we’ll remove your handcuffs.
Scott signalled for me to go first, and then his cuffs were removed. I rubbed
my wrists which had been getting sore.
“We have
your dinner; we’ll pass the trays through the hatch.”
Each tray
had a large bowl of stew, an apple, a banana and a large plastic up of water.
It was a meat and vegetable stew. It was really tasty, well cooked with a few
spices for added flavour. It was the sort of thing I expected to get at a
restaurant, not a jail! Neither Scott nor I had eaten since breakfast so we
practically inhaled the food.
After
we’d finished eating the hatch opened again. “Pass your trays back through,
then you’d better clean your teeth and use the toilet; we’ll be locking you
down in 15 minutes.”
I wasn’t
sure why the rush for the toilet but it fitted in with my traveller’s instinct
which is to make use of a toilet when available as you never know when the next
opportunity will arise. We cleaned up, and then heard the key in the lock.
“Lie on
your beds, heads towards the door.”
I heard
the door open and saw Josh and Luke walk in. They were each carrying two pairs
of handcuffs which they used to lock our hands to loops on the side of the bed
at wrist level. They then locked our leg irons to the end of the bed.
“We chain
you to your bed for your first night. We don’t normally lock you up after night
one if you behave. Oh and keep the noise down, we will gag you if necessary”
They left
the cell and I heard the door close with a heavy thump followed by the heavy
clunk of the lock. As soon as the door was locked the light was turned out,
plunging us into complete darkness. I struggled a bit with my handcuffs and leg
irons and I could hear Scott do the same. I could also feel the pain of my cock
straining in its cage. Scott and I talked for a while about how our day ended
up totally different from what we had expected this morning. We were both
scared bit excited at the prospect of being chained up for a week (we hoped it
would only be a week). Eventually we both drifted off to sleep.
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