TUESDAY (Continued)

The door swung open. A light flickered overhead due to the press of a switch on the wall by Anna. Martin watched from outside behind Anna as the contents of the room were revealed to him. There was a small table containing numerous pieces of fetish equipment – collars, leads, cuffs, clamps – there was bench that men could be strapped to face down, arms and legs restrained, to provide easy access to someone’s bottom. But the most shocking thing was there was a cross, attached to the wall in the shape of an X. It wasn’t the cross that most shocked Martin. It was the fact that there was a naked man attached to it!

Martin looked on as the man adjusted his eyesight to the light that had just lit up the room.

“Well, I do hope you have learned your lesson, Steve,” Anna said confidently. She didn’t wait for him to reply before continuing.

“But I have good news for you my little man, you have been paroled early. Well, at least, paroled from this cross. I need it for Martin here.”

Martin gulped. Knowing that his future lay where this man’s present ended. Steve blushed a little that Anna was making fun of his penis in front of Martin by calling him, “little man.”. It was bad enough being constantly teased by these women, but meeting another man, both naked, and having that highlighted, never failed to embarrass him and Anna knew it.

“This is Martin. He is new here. I’m sure you will be seeing more of him… well… more of him about the place I mean. He doesn’t exactly have much more to reveal, does he?” Anna said, chuckling at her own joke as she looked Martin up and down in his naked state. It was now Martin’s turn to blush.

Anna walked around as she began to release Steve’s cuffs that were keeping his hands and feet firmly in place.

“Officer Anna,” the man began. “I am truly sorry for what I did. Officer Janine left me here this morning but didn’t tell me how long I would be kept like this. Thank you for releasing me.”

To Martin this sounded like a well-rehearsed speech. One the man clearly had plenty of time to think up in the hours he had spent here since this morning. Unless – he had been put here recently & this was all a set up to shock Martin? He wouldn’t put a trick like that past these women. They are manipulative. But then Martin wondered on some more, realising that they have no need of tricks. They could just put any man here in this position anytime they choose. He concluded this was genuine. Officer Janine had indeed left him here, turned the lights off locking him in this room bound to this cross.

“I am only releasing you, Steve, because I need this cross. Otherwise, I would happily leave you here. Officer Janine did warn you not to touch yourself, didn’t she? And what did you do you naughty boy?”

Steve gulped. And Martin at the same time realised that he could end up here if he touches himself without permission, if ever given the chance, that is. The chastity cage Martin was wearing already puts a stop to that.

Anna continued. “She told you if you touch yourself then she would see to it that you are prevented from doing so for a while. Awww, Steve, did you think that simply meant chastity, like Martin is wearing? Haha. No! She meant hands bound away for a while on this cross.”

The man gulped. His predicament certainly did that all right, with his hands and legs locked into a cross shape. He had no way to touch any part of himself, let alone his cock.

“And don’t think that instruction stops by this release. Come here!” Anna commanded.

Anna had just finished unlocking his final restraint. Upon hearing the command, Steve moved to where Anna had pointed for him to stand. From her belt Anna produced some handcuffs and swiftly pulled Steve’s hands behind his back & locked his wrists together.

“There. No touching will continue until Officer Janine permits it.

Martin watched as the man stood there exposed, unable to cover himself, cuffed behind his back. The man was mostly shaved, no body hair on his chest or legs. He did have some on his arms. But his cock and balls had been shaved very smooth. This contrasted with Martin who had a good chest of hair and hair all over his body, with the exception of his cock and balls, which was forced shaved by Warden on Martin’s first day here. Martin hated that experience. He knows that some men do shave down there these days – more than back in the day – but Martin likes to let it grow, to look and feel more like a man. Not to feel how he used to feel as a boy. Martin prefers everything left natural.

“Before you leave, say hello to Martin properly,” Anna said. Steve turned and headed towards where Martin was standing. “Martin, you are the only one with free hands so you will have to initiate the hugging.” Anna smiled at Martin knowing he wouldn’t enjoy this.

“Arms around him now Martin. Go on!”

Martin reluctantly put his arms around Steve, touching his back. But stayed as distant as possible.

“I want to see you big naked men give each other a bear hug. Come on.” Anna commanded.

Martin had no choice. If he didn’t comply, he would at best be punishment shocked. At worst she may command he does more than just hug Steve. She was having fun at his expense, and he knew it.

Martin took a deep breath and pulled Steve in closer and gave him a proper hug. His arms were wrapped around Steve’s naked body, chests touching together, while Steve was stood there with his hands cuffed behind his back.

“Aww that’s lovely,” Anna quipped. She pulled out her phone. “Such a perfect picture.”

Martin really didn’t want this moment framed for all to see.

CLICK.

Anna took a picture, side on. She liked the results. In it she sees two bare bodied naked men with one cuffed helpless as the other gives him a bear hug. Naked body to naked body.

She put her phone away. She had a sense of satisfaction that she had just captured that. She wanted to show some of the other officers later. And stick it on Martin’s profile. She loved having the power to expose the men, their nudity, for everyone to see. She loved the sense of control. Many of the women enjoyed having the men interact with each other for their fun and enjoyment. Especially when they knew these men were straight. It made it all the worse for them.

“Right. Get out Steve! Go see Officer Janine and tell her I let you out of the cross but I sentence you to … 20 … strokes of the cane on your bottom. That will be fun for you, won’t it Steve?” she mocked.

Steve looked shocked. He knew he had no choice but to honestly report what Anna had said. Or they would find out later he omitted this and things would turn out far worse for him.

“Please Officer Anna, not the cane,” he begged. Steve had felt this implement before. It hurt him both mentally and physically. His bottom took over a week to recover.

“I just increased it. 25 strokes!” Anna said calmly while preparing the cross for Martin. She wasn’t interested in his begging.

Steve knew he had made a mistake. So, he turned and hurried away before she added further strokes onto his tally. He exited and closed the door.

“Alone at last,” Anna said smiling. Martin quivered. “Did you see the way I just punished Steve, without even touching him. I could light up his arse if I wanted. 50 strokes. 100 strokes. Just depends on my mood.”

Anna was showing Martin the power she held here.

“Your turn!” Anna then said very politely, tapping her hand against the cross, motioning for Martin to get into position.

Martin moved over and placed his back against the cross, raising his hands and spreading his legs. There was no point trying to resist this.

Anna moved around Martin, quickly fastening in place the straps that had so firmly held Steve in place.

“There!” she exclaimed. “All secure. You look great spread like and X. A naked X. We can have some fun now.”

Anna turned and walked to the nearby wall. She pondered for a moment what she wanted. Then picked out a long crop whip. It was long and sturdy with small black square at the end of it that could be used to easily cause some discomfort to the prisoners. She often liked using it for two main purposes. First, as an ‘encouragement device’. It was a way to keep the men in line when they were performing tasks. She would give them a small smack to the bottom. Ideally suited due to its long handle and semi-rigid end. The second use was for the specific reason she chose it today.

Anna walked over to Martin bent down so her head was level with his chastity device. She admired it for a minute. The simplicity of it.

“I wasn’t gonna remove this device from you today, Martin,” she said. “But then I had better ideas.”

Anna smiled and pulled out a key and began to use it to free Martin from his mobile prison. As the device slipped off Martin breathed a sigh of relief. It had been so tight down there. It was the first time since arriving here he didn’t mind the sense of exposure, if only for a moment. After being locked up his cock sprang into life, getting semi hard within moments of being released. It didn’t go unnoticed by Anna who reached out and took hold of it and began stroking Martin slowly.

“I do like well hung men,” she stated, as though Martin was just an object for her amusement. Sizing him up like a sex object.

She continued to stroke him as she raised herself to her feet and looked in the eyes of Martin. She knew what effect this would all have. Martin got very hard, very quickly.

“You know how I like to give my men pain,” she started. Martin nodded as she continued to stroke him. He was now like a rock.

“Well, I’m gonna enjoy this!”

Anna stepped back quickly releasing her hand.

SMACK

She brought the long crop down quickly through the air and hit Martin’s cock dead centre.

SMACK

She continued with a second swipe.

“Aghhhhh,” Martin yelped aloud at the pain his most precious part was receiving.

SMACK.

“Agghhhh. Please. Please stop!!!!! I beg you. No!!! Please!

SMACK

Anna was having fun.

SMACK

“Please, I will do anything!! No! I can’t take this! Please. It hurts!!!” Martin begged some more in a state of panic.

Anna took no notice.

SMACK. SMACK. SMACK.

“Stop!!!” Martin shouted.

Anna abruptly stopped. It caught Martin by surprise. She walked closer to him. Martin felt uneasy.

“Agghhhh,” Martin screamed as she had now activated her controller, that sent a wave of electrical pain right into Martin’s balls.

“What was that you said, prisoner?” Anna was taunting him.

Martin was gasping at this point, his chest moving in and out at a rapid pace.

Anna walked over to the wall again and took down another implement. It was a medium sized ball gag.

She returned to Martin and quickly attached the gag to his mouth, pulling the strap tightly behind his head and fastening the buckles.

“There! No more complaints from you,” she teased as Martin let out a muffled opinion from behind the gag.

SMACK.

She continued where she left off and brought the crop down hard on his penis. All Martin could do now was moan from behind his gag and shake his head side to side.

SMACK SMACK SMACK

Then with a quick twist and turn she manoeuvred the crop so that she was swinging it upwards, between his legs. It now smacked hard on Martin’s balls.

“Mmmmmm,…. mmmm!” Martin moaned behind his gag. The shock of this catching him off guard.

For the next few minutes, the crop was used again and again and again on his cock and balls. The paid was unbearable. Anna then turned her attention to his nipples.

SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK

She brought the crop down with speed and intensity. Martin shook his head at the pain he felt.

Anna punished both nipples in equal measure for the next few minutes before stopping to catch her breath. She looked at how helpless Martin looked. She really did enjoy her job. Being able to act out her fantasies on these men that were brought to this place. They would obey or suffer a lot of pain to their cocks and balls — their most precious parts. Even the strongest of men, would eventually give in and obey when faced with unrelenting pain to their privates. She looked at Martin and smiled.

“Phew!” That was fun, wasn’t it?” Anna said excitedly as she threw the crop behind her, having finished with it. She was clearly a masochist. She loved inflicting pain in all sorts of different ways on these poor men. That was her thing. That is what she got off on.

She next pulled her phone out her pocket and set it up on makeshift stand that sat in the middle of the room. Clearly designed for holding phones, she would maneuverer it into position and then she checked to see if the picture was correctly framing Martin.

She hit record.

“Poor Martin. Just took a punishment cropping,” she said to the video that was recording. “I’m just off to grab a quick coffee from the machine, but when I return there will be more pain to come!”

Then she teased.

“Stick around, Martin!”

Martin was annoyed. He felt humiliated already but now there was the possibility she was coming back to do more and also video it for that bloody online portal. His nominator to be able to see his punishment and humiliation at the hands of this bitch Anna.

“Mmmmm! Mmmmmm!” Martin tried to yell at her from behind his gag. Anna just looked on and smiled.

“I bet I can get him to scream louder than that when I return,” she said, playing up to the recording.

Anna stepped forward and removed his gag. Martin let out a deep sigh of relief.

“When I return, we will hear him scream!” she said excitedly. And with that she turned and left.

The room fell silent as Martin stood there strapped naked to the cross. He was now in the same position as the former occupant. At least Anna left the light on. But trying to escape was useless. The straps were too tight. He looked around the room and could see a few implements on the wall that he didn’t like the look of. There was everything from crops to canes to whips to paddles.

He then looked directly ahead. Anna had left her phone recording him, purposely, in this state, while she was out of the room. He was there on display in ‘waiting mode’ for her to return. His nominators could leave him on play at home & just watch his suffering and anxiousness at Anna’s impending return and what she may do next.

Then Martin had a thought. Would Anna play all this video back to check it? Or would she just upload it? She may be gone 10-15 minutes. She may not bother watching through it all of him just left here waiting. However, what if his nominator does leave him on play in the background? He may be able to speak to them without the Officer or Warden knowing about it.

Martin decided he was going to risk it. He was going to take a chance. He decided to first wait a couple of minutes to have empty silence, but then he began to speak.

“Hello,” he said, looking into the camera. The phone stood there, recording. “Please, if you are listening to this… I’m very sorry for whatever I have done to upset you. I don’t deserve to be here. I don’t even know what I have done.”

Martin looked desperately into the lens the phone continued to record him from afar, himself strapped there naked in the shape of an X. His cock sticking outwards from the middle, semi hard.

“I hope you get this message because I beg you, please tell them to let me go. I won’t report this to anyone. I just want to leave this place. I will do anything you want. I promise. Please just let me go free.”

Martin had made his plea. He wasn’t sure what Anna or the Warden would do if they found out he had done this. But he felt that he had to do something, especially after what he had just experienced. He was aching and bruised, literally, not just a bruised ego.

The phone continued to stand there recording Martin for the next five minutes or so. But he said no more. He hoped that what he said had been enough. The phone was now recording him naked, trapped, but in silence. Martin then heard someone approaching and the door swung open. Anna had returned.

“How are we getting on big boy,” she said mockingly. “I hope you have enjoyed waiting here for me?”

Martin said nothing in reply.

“Tell me that you have enjoyed waiting for me?” Anna demanded, looking at him sternly with her hand moving down towards her shock controller.

“I am happy to see you return Officer Anna. I have enjoyed waiting her for your return,” Martin said quickly, wanting to avoid giving her any reason to shock him.

Anna looked over at the phone. Martin glanced away, not wanting Anna to suspect anything was out of the ordinary by his expression.

“So,” Anna began, addressing the phone which was still recording a helpless Martin strapped to the cross. “It’s time for some more punishment for poor Martin. What item shall we use next?” she teased, moving over towards the wall of implements.

Anna pulled down from the wall hooks a flogger. It had many loose ends that would spray nicely across his naked body.

“Agghh,” Martin yelped as the first smack of the flogger caught him across his chest.

“That’s one… begin counting for me,” Anna demanded.

SMACK. “Two.” SMACK. “Three.” SMACK. “Four.” Martin called out the number of hits as all the while the phone recorded him. His cock bounced around uncontrollably as each blow struck.

“Twenty-Five, Twenty-Six,” Martin continued as Anna was excitedly enjoying herself. A flogger wasn’t the most painful of implements she had at her disposal. But she liked it as she could use it with a lot of force, adding to her thrill factor.

Martin didn’t know, but Anna had been told to not mark him too much, with the other officers wanting their turn with him this week. Anna had been known to have some men need a week of rest after a session with her and the cane. The staff needed Martin to be functional. Warden originally considered Anna going last, but Anna was due to fly home in a couple of days for some leave, so they had allocated her first, but with clear instructions. It was why she felt the cock shocker would have to play a big part today. But still, Anna was a dominant woman in her own right. The few bruises she may have infected with the crop whip on Martin’s cock & balls would remind the other ladies that she had been there. She delighted in that thought.

Anna continued to be up & down Martin’s body, chest to legs, and purposely catching his cock & balls with the flogger on several passes.

“Thirty-Nine, Forty” Martin counted, coming to a halt as Anna brought down that final whip with the flogger.

“Well, that’s all for today,” Anna said addressing the camera. “But he has more to look forward to with the other ladies in the coming days. Myself and Martin are gonna have some off camera fun and then he will be returned to his cell.”

Anna continued to speak for the benefit of the video, with some further information.

“We like to keep the men naked in their cells. We did think about making them wear some type of prison uniform. But the ladies agreed that we just like seeing men roaming around, trapped naked, just wayyyyy too much.”

Anna smirked, which didn’t go unnoticed by Martin, hanging weary from the cross. If not for the wrist restraints holding his arms up, he would have collapsed down to the floor by this point.

“Of course,” she continued. “We do allow them to wear one item of jewellery – the chastity cage. Keeps the males switch on, for sure. No wanking for them with that thing on. All the ladies have the ability to remove it if they wish. I just did for Martin due to his punishments. But in a moment he be will be put back in it whether he likes it or not.”

Martin gulped. He didn’t like it.

“If they beg us enough to be allowed to be allowed out and be able to wank off, then they must earn their release. And we ladies have some pretty imaginative things we like to have them do. The men in here have gone further than I ever would have expected, just to be able to get some satisfaction from their little cocks.”