Kidnapped In The Woods (M/M) - NEW CHAPTER JUNE 5TH
Posted: Mon May 30, 2022 12:43 am
This is a very sexual story about a 20 year old guy who is captured by a middle aged creep out in the woods. It contains lots of dirty themes, oral fixation, edging, navel fetishism and in later chapters, forced feminization. Although there is a sense of danger there will never be any blood, gore or brutal violence in my stories. It may be a bit specific to my personal fantasies, but I hope you can enjoy it still.
The title was just changed from "Becoming His Submissive Boy Toy" to "Kidnapped In The Woods". I'm having a hard time picking a title for this story...
Chapter 1 : Wacky Workbench
"How did this happen..."
I slumped over, hitting my head against the steering wheel. My car was stuck at the side of an old gravel road. A patch of jagged rocks or something had blown out all of my tires at once.
Of course there was no cell signal out here since I was hours away from town. I was just out driving with no destination in mind and now I found myself in trouble again.
I got out of the car, wondering down the country road. I was wearing a green muscle shirt with black athletic shorts. I had on black sandals without socks. My long brown hair flowed down to my shoulders. I stood a few inches short of six feet and I had a slightly soft form for a guy. Sometimes I would be mistaken for a girl from behind.
As I went down the path I noticed a trail that led to a cabin and a huge shed by the lake. There were no vehicles around and the cabin was quite weathered, but it was worth checking out. I prayed that someone would be around to help me out.
I first approached the shed, the sole window was boarded up. I was amazed to find the door was unlocked. There was a bit of daylight left, and I could see the inside of the shed was packed full of tools and car parts. There was an eerie wooden table in the middle with assorted tools laying on it. A coil of rope was laying in the middle of the table and a light bulb dangled above it.
"This is creepy", I muttered to myself. I felt around to see if there was a light switch. Suddenly the bulb flickered on, dimly lighting the shed. There were tools all along the wall and a few table saws laying around along with work horses and benches.
I felt my heart beating, wondering what sort of shed I had just come across. How did it have power? and what was all this stuff doing out here?
"H-hello?", I called out, nervously looking around the room. There was a black curtain that covered a doorway on the side. I began to timidly walk towards it, looking all around in the mean time, trying not to step on anything.
As I reached for the black curtain I heard the door slam behind me. I looked over in terror, "What was that?"
I quickly ran for the door but as I twisted the knob I found it was locked from the outside!
"What the Hell!", I began to pound on the door, pulling on the knob desperately.
"Who's out there? What's going on?", I screamed, kicking the door.
Suddenly the light went out. My heart sunk. I stood frozen, listening to my surroundings. I could barely hear anything over my turbo charged heartbeat.
"Oh my God oh my God oh my God", I began panicking, smashing my fists against the door harder and harder. Tools fell off the wall as I desperately tried to break the door down.
Suddenly I was pulled backwards. As I tried to speak a thick cloth was stuffed into my mouth. It tasted of oil, "Mmmmmph!". A bag with a drawstring was pulled over my head and tied tightly.
I held my breath as I was carried along, shoved down on a short wooden table backwards. My legs dangled off the edge, feet touching the cold floor.
My wrists were held in front of me and suddenly bound together with rope. I tried to kick and squirm around but someone was holding me in place. The cloth was wedged deep in my mouth, making me gag as I tried to push it out.
The rope was tied tightly around and in-between my wrists. My arms were forced above my head and fashioned into place by two metal shackles that were already bolted to the table.
"Mmmmph, mmmmmph!", I screamed out, shaking in my restraints as my sandals were removed. In no time both of my ankles were tied to the table legs with rope and zip ties.
"Mmmmmph!", I cried out. I had been overpowered in no time. Before I even knew what was happening I had already been gagged and bagged. My air was growing thinner by the second.
I heard tools shifting around and then felt something cold press up against my neck. I heard a power drill turn just below my ears. I was being restrained with a u-shaped clamp, screwed in to the table! A few more clamps were put in place, keeping my arms and ankles fixed.
My attacker had not yet said a word. I was nearly out of breath, I couldn't help but scream through the cloth as I was mercilessly bound. My moved was so limited, everything hurt when I tried to struggled.
Suddenly the bag was loosened and brought up under my nose. My eyes were still covered as the cloth was removed from my mouth.
"What's go-mmmmph!", as I began to speak a heavy rubber ball was stuffed into my mouth. It stretched my jaw and made me instantly begin drooling.
"This will be good practice", the man finally spoke. His voice was gruff and deep, "We have to try and stretch out your jaw...for later"
My heart sunk, I broke out in goosebumps at his words. His voice...he sounded so old. I didn't have to think too hard about what he meant by stretching my jaw either. "Mmmmmph!", I whined in reply as I heard a roll of tape crack. Two heavy strips of microfoam tape were applied over my lips, going under nostrils and down to my chin.
"I know you have a lot of questions", the man spoke, "But it's all so simple, you gave up your old life the second you entered my shed"
I began to breath in and out rapidly as the man ran his hands down my body.
"I never thought something as cute as you would fall into my little trap", he worked his hands under my shirt, feeling my sensitive belly, "Lucky me"
"Mmmmmph!", I whined as he ran his fingers down my torso.
"Oh you have so much to say! I bet you'd love to speak but too bad! All I need to hear from you is those adorable little muffled sounds"
The bag was lifted from my head, I looked up to see my captor. He was an older man in his 60's with messy grey hair and a sizable beer gut. He was shirtless, showing his hairy body, and he wore a pair of black jogging pants.
"mmmmph!", I cried out, trying to move my head but finding it stuck in place by the clamp.
The man began to lift up my shirt, revealing my slightly pudgy body. He licked his finger and ran it down the center of my belly.
"Such a cute form for a young man, this gives me a lot of fun ideas", he smiled, "I hope you like playing dress up, though it doesn't matter if you don't. I'll do whatever I want to you"
I looked around, seeing sharp scary tools all over the shed. There was a saw sitting right next to my head.
"Mmmmmph!", I cried out as he circled his index finger around my innie navel.
"Oh is that a sensitive area? My oh my", he teased, "I'm good at exploiting those"
The man grabbed a toolbox from nearby and set it down next to my head. I looked over wide eyed as he took out assorted tools. Screwdrivers, plyers and wretches were laid out beside my bared stomach. It went up and down rapidly as I breathed out my nose, anticipating the worst.
"See, I have a lot of fun ways to play with you", he spoke, "But I really don't want to hurt you, so don't make me okay?"
I nodded my head, I didn't need any more convincing!
"Good boy", he spoke, "If you behave then I won't have to dispose of you, simple as that!"
My heart was beating so fast I was ready to pass out. My wrists and ankles had gone numb from the restraints. I was so terrified, yet there was a strange excitement brewing. He noticed it of course.
"Oh, you like this", he grinned, "Don't you dare lie to me"
He grasp my crotch, holding my cock through my shorts and gripping it tightly.
"Mmmmmmmph!", I moaned through the gag, thrashing in my restraints violently. I shook my head no.
"Your body doesn't lie boy", the man began to stroke me, slowly going up and down.
"Mmmmmph", I whimpered, shutting my eyes tightly as he played with me.
"I'll ask you again, does this feel good?", he spoke, "Answer honestly okay?'
I looked up at him with squinted eyes, I broke out into a sweat. I closed my eyes and lightly nodded my head. Why did it feel so good coming from a gross man like him?
"That's a good boy, I appreciate the honesty", he spoke, "I don't think I'll have to use any of the tools on you, aside from a few fun ones of course"
The man grabbed a flat screwdriver and quickly dove it into my belly button. It fit perfectly between the slit in the center, going down to the end and stimulating the knot.
"Mmmmph", I whimpered as he spun the screwdriver around, torturing my navel and continuing to stroke my cock. The play with my navel sent a shockwave through my body that was felt in my dick head. The harder he pushed the more I felt this sensation.
I moaned and thrashed in my restraints, quickly nearly the climax as he played with me. "Mmmmph, mmmmph!", I went into a frenzy.
"You're so close, but I'm not letting you cum yet"
The man stopped, taking his hand away from my shorts and removing the screwdriver from my belly button. I lay there, my cock twitching as he reached for a pair of flat nose plyers.
"Mmmmph!", I shook my head no as he lifted my shirt up over my chest. The man smiled, running his fingers along my nipples, pitching and tracing them.
He clamped the plyers down, sending another shockwave through my body. With the plyers in one hand he used his free one to tease my other nipple. I groaned and wiggled around on the table as he tortured me. It wasn't too much of a sensitive area, but the feeling of another person teasing me there was overwhelming, and humiliating.
The man reached in the toolbox and took out a few small clamps. I went wide eyed as he locked them around my nipples, pitching tightly and making me feel a painful sensation that was oddly pleasing.
The tape was then removed from my mouth. The man grabbed a large ratchet wrench with a socket in one end, "Don't make a sound, just clean my wrench for me"
The ball was removed from my mouth and the wretch was quickly inserted. I felt the dirty metal press down on my tongue. I nearly gagged as he shoved it in deeply.
"Mmmmmph", I whimpered, recoiling at the metallic taste.
"Start licking", he ordered, flicking the clamps on my nipples to remind me who was in control. I complied, running my tongue along the dirty wrench, cleaning off all the grime. I held back my gagging, hoping he would stop if I just behaved and listened to him.
It was degrading, but I had no choice laying here on the table. The light bulb hung above me, casting light over my body. It was like a canvas for his pleasure, my pale bare torso was free for anything he desired.
I licked the wrench up and down, closing my eyes and groaning as he pushed it in further and further. He began to poke my navel with the screwdriver again, slowly swirling it around. My cock was twitching like crazy in my shorts, desiring release. I began to drip out a bit of precum as he pushed the screwdriver hard into my belly button.
Every touch on my body was unlike anything I'd felt before. The intensity of the moment made me flail against my bonds, even as they dug deeper into my skin and hurt me. But all the pain was strangely pleasing, only adding to my confusion.
"Okay, you could use a break", the man removed the wrench from my mouth and unclipped the clamps on my nipples. He sat in a chair next to the table and grasp my chin. I looked up, my cheeks red as he pushed his thumb through my lips. He pressed down on my tongue, I instinctively began to lick it.
"Good boy", he spoke warmly. I looked up at him with puppy dog eyes as I licked and sucked on his thumb.
"See, you're a horny little bitch", he gripped my tongue, pulling it out of my mouth, "It's taken no time for me to figure you out". I lay there, my tongue hanging out as he made me lick his fingers one by one.
"Your cock is so...so...hard", he grasp my crotch again, making me moan, "You love being a submissive little toy"
"mmmmm", I whimpered as he ran his hand under my shorts and grasp my shaft.
"You're all mine now boy", he leaned in, planting an aggressive kiss on my lips. He forced his tongue in my mouth, moving it around as he made out with me. I was forced to stay in place, my toes shaking and fists clenching as he stroked my cock in the meantime. I kissed back, overtaken by desire as he pushed me further and further into a heightened sense of submission.
The man eased off slowly, kissing my face and licking the side of my neck.
"Ah", I whimpered, "Don't..."
"Don't what?", the man replied.
"Don't stop...", I whined. I was so close to the climax...but the man left me cold again. All I wanted in this moment was a sweet release.
"You little demon", the man smirked, "It's almost like you knew what you were getting yourself into today"
The man stood up, grabbing the dirty cloth that had been in my mouth off of the floor.
"No! Don't gag me again please!", I whined as he held my head.
"The cloth is going back in your mouth. Open wide"
"mmmmhph", I whimpered as he pushed the dirty white cloth back inside my mouth.
"I could use a much heavier gag but I want to test you", he smiled, "I won't use anything to keep that cloth in place and you won't try to spit it out when I'm gone"
The man took a bone saw off the wall, "Understand?"
"Mmmmph! Mmmmph!", I nodded my head yes, beginning to shake in fear. My erection quickly began to die as the horrible thought of him using the tool on me took over.
"Good. Just sit tight for now, I'm going to prepare the cabin for you. We'll get those pesky clothes of yours off and then get you in something more fitting. After we shave all that body hair off of course", he winked.
I looked down, I had a bit of chest and belly hair. What was he going to do once he shaved me? Was this the dress up thing he mentioned?
"See you soon", he blew me a kiss, "My horny little boy toy"
The light went out and the door slammed shut, locking behind him. I was left in complete darkness, feeling all sorts of sensations. Fear, arousal, anticipation and a dull pain in my nipples and navel.
I felt the rope rub against my wrists, the cold metal press against my neck and arms and the zip ties dig into my ankles. The cold air was felt on my bared body. My cock had retreated, and now I was left wondering how I got myself so worked up in the first place.
Only half an hour ago I was free, but now I had fallen right into this creep's trap. He had set the rocks down to blow out my tires! He knew someone would come into this shed or his cabin if they broke down.
I lay on the table, locked in place, and waited for his return.
The title was just changed from "Becoming His Submissive Boy Toy" to "Kidnapped In The Woods". I'm having a hard time picking a title for this story...
Chapter 1 : Wacky Workbench
"How did this happen..."
I slumped over, hitting my head against the steering wheel. My car was stuck at the side of an old gravel road. A patch of jagged rocks or something had blown out all of my tires at once.
Of course there was no cell signal out here since I was hours away from town. I was just out driving with no destination in mind and now I found myself in trouble again.
I got out of the car, wondering down the country road. I was wearing a green muscle shirt with black athletic shorts. I had on black sandals without socks. My long brown hair flowed down to my shoulders. I stood a few inches short of six feet and I had a slightly soft form for a guy. Sometimes I would be mistaken for a girl from behind.
As I went down the path I noticed a trail that led to a cabin and a huge shed by the lake. There were no vehicles around and the cabin was quite weathered, but it was worth checking out. I prayed that someone would be around to help me out.
I first approached the shed, the sole window was boarded up. I was amazed to find the door was unlocked. There was a bit of daylight left, and I could see the inside of the shed was packed full of tools and car parts. There was an eerie wooden table in the middle with assorted tools laying on it. A coil of rope was laying in the middle of the table and a light bulb dangled above it.
"This is creepy", I muttered to myself. I felt around to see if there was a light switch. Suddenly the bulb flickered on, dimly lighting the shed. There were tools all along the wall and a few table saws laying around along with work horses and benches.
I felt my heart beating, wondering what sort of shed I had just come across. How did it have power? and what was all this stuff doing out here?
"H-hello?", I called out, nervously looking around the room. There was a black curtain that covered a doorway on the side. I began to timidly walk towards it, looking all around in the mean time, trying not to step on anything.
As I reached for the black curtain I heard the door slam behind me. I looked over in terror, "What was that?"
I quickly ran for the door but as I twisted the knob I found it was locked from the outside!
"What the Hell!", I began to pound on the door, pulling on the knob desperately.
"Who's out there? What's going on?", I screamed, kicking the door.
Suddenly the light went out. My heart sunk. I stood frozen, listening to my surroundings. I could barely hear anything over my turbo charged heartbeat.
"Oh my God oh my God oh my God", I began panicking, smashing my fists against the door harder and harder. Tools fell off the wall as I desperately tried to break the door down.
Suddenly I was pulled backwards. As I tried to speak a thick cloth was stuffed into my mouth. It tasted of oil, "Mmmmmph!". A bag with a drawstring was pulled over my head and tied tightly.
I held my breath as I was carried along, shoved down on a short wooden table backwards. My legs dangled off the edge, feet touching the cold floor.
My wrists were held in front of me and suddenly bound together with rope. I tried to kick and squirm around but someone was holding me in place. The cloth was wedged deep in my mouth, making me gag as I tried to push it out.
The rope was tied tightly around and in-between my wrists. My arms were forced above my head and fashioned into place by two metal shackles that were already bolted to the table.
"Mmmmph, mmmmmph!", I screamed out, shaking in my restraints as my sandals were removed. In no time both of my ankles were tied to the table legs with rope and zip ties.
"Mmmmmph!", I cried out. I had been overpowered in no time. Before I even knew what was happening I had already been gagged and bagged. My air was growing thinner by the second.
I heard tools shifting around and then felt something cold press up against my neck. I heard a power drill turn just below my ears. I was being restrained with a u-shaped clamp, screwed in to the table! A few more clamps were put in place, keeping my arms and ankles fixed.
My attacker had not yet said a word. I was nearly out of breath, I couldn't help but scream through the cloth as I was mercilessly bound. My moved was so limited, everything hurt when I tried to struggled.
Suddenly the bag was loosened and brought up under my nose. My eyes were still covered as the cloth was removed from my mouth.
"What's go-mmmmph!", as I began to speak a heavy rubber ball was stuffed into my mouth. It stretched my jaw and made me instantly begin drooling.
"This will be good practice", the man finally spoke. His voice was gruff and deep, "We have to try and stretch out your jaw...for later"
My heart sunk, I broke out in goosebumps at his words. His voice...he sounded so old. I didn't have to think too hard about what he meant by stretching my jaw either. "Mmmmmph!", I whined in reply as I heard a roll of tape crack. Two heavy strips of microfoam tape were applied over my lips, going under nostrils and down to my chin.
"I know you have a lot of questions", the man spoke, "But it's all so simple, you gave up your old life the second you entered my shed"
I began to breath in and out rapidly as the man ran his hands down my body.
"I never thought something as cute as you would fall into my little trap", he worked his hands under my shirt, feeling my sensitive belly, "Lucky me"
"Mmmmmph!", I whined as he ran his fingers down my torso.
"Oh you have so much to say! I bet you'd love to speak but too bad! All I need to hear from you is those adorable little muffled sounds"
The bag was lifted from my head, I looked up to see my captor. He was an older man in his 60's with messy grey hair and a sizable beer gut. He was shirtless, showing his hairy body, and he wore a pair of black jogging pants.
"mmmmph!", I cried out, trying to move my head but finding it stuck in place by the clamp.
The man began to lift up my shirt, revealing my slightly pudgy body. He licked his finger and ran it down the center of my belly.
"Such a cute form for a young man, this gives me a lot of fun ideas", he smiled, "I hope you like playing dress up, though it doesn't matter if you don't. I'll do whatever I want to you"
I looked around, seeing sharp scary tools all over the shed. There was a saw sitting right next to my head.
"Mmmmmph!", I cried out as he circled his index finger around my innie navel.
"Oh is that a sensitive area? My oh my", he teased, "I'm good at exploiting those"
The man grabbed a toolbox from nearby and set it down next to my head. I looked over wide eyed as he took out assorted tools. Screwdrivers, plyers and wretches were laid out beside my bared stomach. It went up and down rapidly as I breathed out my nose, anticipating the worst.
"See, I have a lot of fun ways to play with you", he spoke, "But I really don't want to hurt you, so don't make me okay?"
I nodded my head, I didn't need any more convincing!
"Good boy", he spoke, "If you behave then I won't have to dispose of you, simple as that!"
My heart was beating so fast I was ready to pass out. My wrists and ankles had gone numb from the restraints. I was so terrified, yet there was a strange excitement brewing. He noticed it of course.
"Oh, you like this", he grinned, "Don't you dare lie to me"
He grasp my crotch, holding my cock through my shorts and gripping it tightly.
"Mmmmmmmph!", I moaned through the gag, thrashing in my restraints violently. I shook my head no.
"Your body doesn't lie boy", the man began to stroke me, slowly going up and down.
"Mmmmmph", I whimpered, shutting my eyes tightly as he played with me.
"I'll ask you again, does this feel good?", he spoke, "Answer honestly okay?'
I looked up at him with squinted eyes, I broke out into a sweat. I closed my eyes and lightly nodded my head. Why did it feel so good coming from a gross man like him?
"That's a good boy, I appreciate the honesty", he spoke, "I don't think I'll have to use any of the tools on you, aside from a few fun ones of course"
The man grabbed a flat screwdriver and quickly dove it into my belly button. It fit perfectly between the slit in the center, going down to the end and stimulating the knot.
"Mmmmph", I whimpered as he spun the screwdriver around, torturing my navel and continuing to stroke my cock. The play with my navel sent a shockwave through my body that was felt in my dick head. The harder he pushed the more I felt this sensation.
I moaned and thrashed in my restraints, quickly nearly the climax as he played with me. "Mmmmph, mmmmph!", I went into a frenzy.
"You're so close, but I'm not letting you cum yet"
The man stopped, taking his hand away from my shorts and removing the screwdriver from my belly button. I lay there, my cock twitching as he reached for a pair of flat nose plyers.
"Mmmmph!", I shook my head no as he lifted my shirt up over my chest. The man smiled, running his fingers along my nipples, pitching and tracing them.
He clamped the plyers down, sending another shockwave through my body. With the plyers in one hand he used his free one to tease my other nipple. I groaned and wiggled around on the table as he tortured me. It wasn't too much of a sensitive area, but the feeling of another person teasing me there was overwhelming, and humiliating.
The man reached in the toolbox and took out a few small clamps. I went wide eyed as he locked them around my nipples, pitching tightly and making me feel a painful sensation that was oddly pleasing.
The tape was then removed from my mouth. The man grabbed a large ratchet wrench with a socket in one end, "Don't make a sound, just clean my wrench for me"
The ball was removed from my mouth and the wretch was quickly inserted. I felt the dirty metal press down on my tongue. I nearly gagged as he shoved it in deeply.
"Mmmmmph", I whimpered, recoiling at the metallic taste.
"Start licking", he ordered, flicking the clamps on my nipples to remind me who was in control. I complied, running my tongue along the dirty wrench, cleaning off all the grime. I held back my gagging, hoping he would stop if I just behaved and listened to him.
It was degrading, but I had no choice laying here on the table. The light bulb hung above me, casting light over my body. It was like a canvas for his pleasure, my pale bare torso was free for anything he desired.
I licked the wrench up and down, closing my eyes and groaning as he pushed it in further and further. He began to poke my navel with the screwdriver again, slowly swirling it around. My cock was twitching like crazy in my shorts, desiring release. I began to drip out a bit of precum as he pushed the screwdriver hard into my belly button.
Every touch on my body was unlike anything I'd felt before. The intensity of the moment made me flail against my bonds, even as they dug deeper into my skin and hurt me. But all the pain was strangely pleasing, only adding to my confusion.
"Okay, you could use a break", the man removed the wrench from my mouth and unclipped the clamps on my nipples. He sat in a chair next to the table and grasp my chin. I looked up, my cheeks red as he pushed his thumb through my lips. He pressed down on my tongue, I instinctively began to lick it.
"Good boy", he spoke warmly. I looked up at him with puppy dog eyes as I licked and sucked on his thumb.
"See, you're a horny little bitch", he gripped my tongue, pulling it out of my mouth, "It's taken no time for me to figure you out". I lay there, my tongue hanging out as he made me lick his fingers one by one.
"Your cock is so...so...hard", he grasp my crotch again, making me moan, "You love being a submissive little toy"
"mmmmm", I whimpered as he ran his hand under my shorts and grasp my shaft.
"You're all mine now boy", he leaned in, planting an aggressive kiss on my lips. He forced his tongue in my mouth, moving it around as he made out with me. I was forced to stay in place, my toes shaking and fists clenching as he stroked my cock in the meantime. I kissed back, overtaken by desire as he pushed me further and further into a heightened sense of submission.
The man eased off slowly, kissing my face and licking the side of my neck.
"Ah", I whimpered, "Don't..."
"Don't what?", the man replied.
"Don't stop...", I whined. I was so close to the climax...but the man left me cold again. All I wanted in this moment was a sweet release.
"You little demon", the man smirked, "It's almost like you knew what you were getting yourself into today"
The man stood up, grabbing the dirty cloth that had been in my mouth off of the floor.
"No! Don't gag me again please!", I whined as he held my head.
"The cloth is going back in your mouth. Open wide"
"mmmmhph", I whimpered as he pushed the dirty white cloth back inside my mouth.
"I could use a much heavier gag but I want to test you", he smiled, "I won't use anything to keep that cloth in place and you won't try to spit it out when I'm gone"
The man took a bone saw off the wall, "Understand?"
"Mmmmph! Mmmmph!", I nodded my head yes, beginning to shake in fear. My erection quickly began to die as the horrible thought of him using the tool on me took over.
"Good. Just sit tight for now, I'm going to prepare the cabin for you. We'll get those pesky clothes of yours off and then get you in something more fitting. After we shave all that body hair off of course", he winked.
I looked down, I had a bit of chest and belly hair. What was he going to do once he shaved me? Was this the dress up thing he mentioned?
"See you soon", he blew me a kiss, "My horny little boy toy"
The light went out and the door slammed shut, locking behind him. I was left in complete darkness, feeling all sorts of sensations. Fear, arousal, anticipation and a dull pain in my nipples and navel.
I felt the rope rub against my wrists, the cold metal press against my neck and arms and the zip ties dig into my ankles. The cold air was felt on my bared body. My cock had retreated, and now I was left wondering how I got myself so worked up in the first place.
Only half an hour ago I was free, but now I had fallen right into this creep's trap. He had set the rocks down to blow out my tires! He knew someone would come into this shed or his cabin if they broke down.
I lay on the table, locked in place, and waited for his return.