Chapter 33 - Preparing for the final part
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When the three giant brutes stood up, I expected one of them to take an overwhelmingly stinky and filthy sock from their pockets, but nothing of that sort happened. Instead, to my great astonishment, they started untying me from the chair. They were very close to me now and I could once again smell their incredibly masculine scent. I took several really deep breaths through my nose as they were removing the ropes fastening me to the back of the chair, folding them neatly and putting them on the table; I assumed they would came handy later. I was mesmerized by those super hot alpha hunks working together; their muscles were bulging, they were talking to each other, laughing at my predicament. It was obvious that they were enjoying the moment as much as I was. When the guys finished untying my torso I expected them to start working on my limbs, but instead I saw Mr. Parker come in front of me with a nasty smile on his handsome face. I gulped but I didn’t dare to speak.
“Remember, prisoner, don’t you say a fucking word!” He said sternly.
I nodded, but at that point I had no idea what he had in mind. A moment later he grabbed my head and forced me to lean forward as much as I could. Luckily I was quite flexible, so the huge brute managed to actually lay my abdomen on my thighs. His next move surprised me greatly: he stepped forward, stood over my head and squeezed it tightly with his super muscular legs. It was very weird to be in that position, but I didn’t want to protest loudly; one punishment was enough for one day and I definitely didn’t want to give the hunks any reason to tickle me again. So I was forced to quietly endure being squashed between a giant soldier’s legs, with the back of my head touching his crotch. At first I didn’t like that too much, but when I took some deep breaths I realized that the smell was wonderful.
“All right, boys! One arm at a time!” Came Mr. Parker’s voice.
“I bet the kid loves this…” Mr. Millburn replied.
“Of course he does, why the fuck wouldn’t he?! It’s in his nature to be under the supervision of hot, muscular guys…” Mr. Bolton added.
The guys laughed and soon I felt them working on my left arm. First they untied my upper arm , but the moment I felt the ropes loosen one of the brutes caught my limb and firmly held it still with his gloved hand. The other captor removed the ropes from my forearm and I felt another gloved palm grabbing it and holding it in place. Finally, the moment my wrist was untied from the chair, they brutally twisted my arm behind my back and one of the guys held it there with just one hand. I gasped quietly, but nobody took a notice of that. Soon they started working on my right arm; the drill was exactly the same. After several minutes my second arm was twisted behind my back and my wrists were crossed. One soldier was keeping my limbs in place and the other one began tying them together. I groaned when I realized that this time the guys were using brute force to bind me. I really doubted they would take any of my protests under consideration, so I lied still between Mr. Parker’s legs, grunted from time to time when I felt another knot being cinched super tightly around my arms.
“There, that should be enough to keep his fucking arms where they should be.” Mr. Bolton said and slapped me on my back.
“Yeah, the kid proved he can’t be trusted. Such a shame we had to be brutal with him, but he gave us no choice, didn’t he?” Mr. Millburn asked, but I could tell that he definitely wasn’t sorry for using his incredible strength against me.
“No, he didn’t. But enough talking, guys! Let’s get him ready, he still has to finish his punishment!”
“You mind helping us a little, Jack?” Mr. Bolton asked, laughing.
“No fucking way! I love keeping the kid still like this…”
“Yeah, I thought so, you lazy bastard!”
The guys laughed again and then I saw Mr. Millburn and Mr. Bolton squat down next to the legs of the chair and start removing the ropes that were fastening my own legs to them. None of them looked at me; they just kept doing their job and after several short moments my limbs were completely untied. Unfortunately for me my partial freedom didn’t last for too long; Mr. Parker released me from his humiliating leg grip and I was immediately forced to lie down on my stomach. One of the guys sat on my back and leaned forward. He put his huge gloved hand around my mouth while his buddies grabbed several coils of rope and started wrapping them around my legs, binding them together.
“I’m kind of glad you disobeyed my orders, prisoner. I now have the pretext to put your through something awesome… Well, awesome for us, at least. You might not like the final part of your punishment, but what you like or not is completely unimportant, fucker…” Mr. Parker whispered into my ear and tightened his super strong grip on my lower face.
“Mmppph….”
“Yeah, I know. You can’t wait to see what your master prepared for you, right? Just a little more patience, kid…”
Mr. Parker was lying on my back and glove gagging me all the time when his military buddies were working on my legs. The giant hunks were very brutal with me; they wrapped the ropes around my legs incredibly tightly and when they were done I could only move my toes. The muscular soldiers made sure that my calves and thighs were all covered with rope and they even managed to bind my feet together. At first I didn’t like their brutality and attitude, but I felt really safe with them and I knew they wouldn’t hurt me seriously. So after some time I calmed down and started to enjoy the new level of my imprisonment.
“All right, buys, I think he’s ready…” Mr. Parker said.
He removed his gloved hand from my mouth and stood up. The three giant soldiers were now around me and one of them rolled me on my back with his booted foot. When I looked at them towering over me, a new wave of pleasure rushed through my body. The view was magnificent; three extremely muscular hunks, masculine, brutal and cocky alpha men were standing above me and looking down at me with devilish smiles on their handsome faces. Mr. Bolton took three cigars from the box and handed it to his buddies. They lit them up slowly, enjoying the moment and the power they had over me. Once they were satisfied with their stogies they looked down at me again and Mr. Parker asked:
“Ready for the final part, prisoner?”
I gulped and nodded; I was too aroused to say no…
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