Message-ID: <23628asstr$955447807@assm.asstr-mirror.org> From: uwant2hurt@aol.com (Uwant2hurt) X-Original-Message-ID: <20000410234220.28449.00000973@ng-fc1.aol.com> Subject: {ASSM} STORY Cabin Fever 7.E (m/m b and d) Date: Tue, 11 Apr 2000 06:10:07 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, gill-bates 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: 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: 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: 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: Uwant2hurt: [chuck takes a pair of tit clamps from his pocket... puts them on you] Bnd4tormnt: 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: 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: 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: 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: 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: Uwant2hurt: [you feel the gentle touch of a hand on your cock] Uwant2hurt: you know who this is, faggot... can you guess?? Bnd4tormnt: mmmmpphhhhh!!!!! 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... 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: Uwant2hurt: [david looks you in the eye... sees the terror...total emotional chaos... he holds you...] Bnd4tormnt: i know... just... hold me... david... god, i've missed you... i thought you were.... Uwant2hurt: [in this vulnerable moment david takes your head and kisses you... full... passionately...] Bnd4tormnt: Uwant2hurt: oh, god... please... please, faggot... i need... i want...just one time more... please... let me be with you... fuck you... Bnd4tormnt: 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.... 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... Uwant2hurt: you sure, faggot?... you want my cock?... Bnd4tormnt: yeeess... please..... i've missed you... 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: 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: Uwant2hurt: you got a sweet ass, faggot..... Bnd4tormnt: fuck that ass, david... please... fuck your faggot's ass... please... please..... Uwant2hurt: [his tongue delves deeper into your ass... his hand finds your dripping cock] Bnd4tormnt: 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..... fuck me, Sir... fuck me!!! Uwant2hurt: [david's cock starts to go in... slowly] Bnd4tormnt: 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: 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: 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... 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: 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: Bnd4tormnt: GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWDDYYYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEESS SSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!! Uwant2hurt: cum for me, faggot... we'll cum together... cum for me... cum for me....NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Bnd4tormnt: Uwant2hurt: [you feel david's warm cum spraying inside you] Bnd4tormnt: Uwant2hurt: [he kisses your neck] Bnd4tormnt: 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: 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... 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.... david??????? talk to me...... please.... Uwant2hurt: chuck and me what? [the van stops... doors open and close up front] .....what faggot? Bnd4tormnt: 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: Uwant2hurt: [he kisses david...] CHUCK: you ready babe? Uwant2hurt: DAVID: yep... you got the tape? [chuck smiles and holds up the video cassette] Bnd4tormnt: 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... 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: 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: 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: Uwant2hurt: kryshack... it's him... we got him..... Bnd4tormnt: 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: Uwant2hurt: hello... can you speak? Bnd4tormnt: Uwant2hurt: say something Bnd4tormnt: please.... Uwant2hurt: please?... please what? Bnd4tormnt: 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 -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+