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I could not see anything. I could only hear my own sighing and the noite of the ropes. I had ropes around my wrists and forearms that were being pulled to opposite sides, keeping my arms above my head, a metal bar keeping my legs tied and separated, and eventually I realized that I was tied in a "X". Position.
The last thing I remember before this place was that I was running to a local pool where I practiced every night. Suddenly, an arm wrapped around my throat and a damp cloth was pressed against my face. I fought it, but each breath reduced my strength and after a few minutes I fainted.
When I woke up in the dark, blindfolded, with ropes holding me and wearing only my speedos, I panicked and fought my restraints. I tried screaming for help, which did not help, there were several rounds of tape on my head keeping my mouth shut. I felt a piece of cloth inside it, filling it to the fullest. The taste made me fight more against my restrictions. I had been gagged with my own sweaty stockings that I’d worn for three days, they tasted horrible.
After a while I finally managed to relax, tired of fighting. So my thoughts made me active; I had always enjoyed being tied up and I often played tie-up games with my cousins and siblings and, despite the fact that it was a kidnapping, my excitement increased slowly and the speedos I wore suddenly became much tighter.
My captor entered the room where I was being held. As soon as I heard the door open, I began to fight against my bonds again, which was pointless.
My captor saw me struggling against the ropes that held me tight, smiling at my impotence and the excitement that was obvious in my speedos. He walked slowly towards me and I felt a hand touching my skin, then my fighting increased, the panic now dominated me "MMMMMMMMMHHHHHHH !! HPH !! MMMMMMEHHHPH !!!!"
My captor began to caress my body
"MMMMMMPPHHHHH !!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, but was unable to overcome the ribbon that held my sweaty stockings in my mouth. I was desperate to get my captor's hands off my body. My captor began to touch my whole body, checking that the restrictions were still hindering me and tightening the ropes even more. Once he was satisfied, I would have no chance to get out of my bonds. My kidnapper finally removed the cloth that was over my eyes, finally allowing me to see who had kidnapped me.
When the strip of cloth was removed, my eyes widened and glittered, if the ribbon had not covered my mouth, I would have screamed. In front of me: Josh, the captain of the swimming team I was due to face the next day!
Josh smiled at me happy to hear my moans through the sock gag
"Using your socks to remove your ability to speak was a wonderful idea," Josh said, smiling at me.
Now it all made sense!
Josh probably had no intention of hurting me, but he knew that, without me, his team had the advantage and would definitely win the next day.
Josh looked at the volume of my speedos and smiled
"I think it's best if I reposition your dick to make sure you're not able to take great pleasure," Josh said.
His hand moved slowly toward my still covered groin and he began to knead and squeeze my volume "mmmphhh ..." "mmmmmmmppphh ..." My groans filled the room as I closed my eyes; the captain's other hand stretched my exposed nipples, rubbing them slowly and gently.
"You like that, boi?" Josh asked as he stopped massaging my package
I was liking it, it was so good, I wanted more ... But I could not just accept it, I had to fight it, I had to find a way out of it
After a while just watching me, Josh plagued me again
"ETHHH MMMHH GPPPPPPPHHH !!" "ETTHH MPHHH GGPPPPHHHHHHHHHH !!" Josh was torturing me again. I looked at the captain, trying again to escape my bonds, however, that did not help, I soon felt exhausted again - without hope.
Josh found my fight entertaining, enjoying the power he had over me. When the fight stopped, he smiled at me and turned to a nearby closet. When he opened it, I glimpsed what was inside and my eyes widened as my struggling grew stronger again.
Once Josh got what he needed from the closet, he closed it and came back, slowly approaching me as I my struggling continued. He stood a foot away from me, hiding the objects he carried behind his back and smiling at me.
My struggle ended in frustration and I gasped, my arms and back aching with the effort to free myself as I looked at my captor. The athlete smiled more than ever when he showed the objects he had picked up in the closet. My expression was despair. In his right hand were two clothes pegs, and in his left hand were a pair of heavily worn shoes, the same shoes Josh wore every day.
Josh approached me and put the clothes pegs on my nipples, which made me moan, their bite was sore and tight enough not to dislodge themselves, no matter how much I struggled.
"Mmmph ..." I groaned softly, my eyes seeking pity from my captor, but I found none
Josh grabbed one of his old Nikes; he smiled as he opened lone of his shoes and moved it towards my face. I wnted to walk away at all costs
"Take a scent of that, champ," Josh said as he pulled his smelly shoes closer to my face, his shoes did not even come very close before I could smell his sour and rotten scent, which made me want to vomit. Without further delay, Josh squeezed the old shoe into my face, forcing me to sniff; I held my breath for a while, but finally I was forced to breathe, as soon as the scent hit my nostrils, I choked on it.
"MMMMMPPPH! MMMMMMPPHHHHHHH !!" I fought screaming against the sock gag, tears came to my eyes from the sour smell of his shoes, I was unable to stop Josh from pressing his dirty shoe on my face
"I see you like the smell," he chuckled. "Since you liked it so much, let's make sure you can smell it for a while." Josh pulled a roll of tape from his pants pocket and began to wrap the rotten shoe onto my face. After five turns round my head, Josh's old, rancid shoe was heavily etched on my face making me be forced to sniff its inside, each breath was a torture
The captain smiled as he looked at my defenceless body. His hand extended to touch my bulge once again.
"MMMMMMPPHHHHHHH !!" I fought and screamed in spite of the gag and tryied to avoid the athlete's touch
After about one minute stroking my dick, it felt like hours, Josh took his hand off my speedos. As I gasped, trying to breathe inside his rotten shoes, Josh's hand went to the clothes pegs on my nipples. The effect was immediate: I gasped inside his shoe and my body tensed.
"MMMMPPPHHHHHHHH !! TRNNNNNHHMMHHH OPPHHHH !! PPLTHHHHH !!" I begged through the gag when he shook the pegs on my nipples, I fought the ropes with tears forming in my eyes.
I could not breathe inside Josh's shoes, my cock ached, my arms hurt and that arrogant bastard was smiling at me !!
My captor slid the blindfold over my eyes again. I was still struggling and complaining under my tight gag, My speedos had been slowly drenched by the excitement of my frustrated cock, and at last Josh had slipped thick earplugs into my ears shutting off all the sound.
When my captor was ready to leave, he said, so close to my ears that I could hear, "Enjoy the next 12 hours, dear boy, because you will not released until we win this competition." He opened the bedroom door and waited there, without my knowing, to look at me once again, tied and fighting desperately. Smiling, he closed the door and, just before closing it, he murmured to himself "And if we lose, well ... there's no reason not to keep you a little longer to relieve the stress of losing ..."
The door closed, the lock turned, and the lights went out, leaving me fighting alone in the dark, struggling against my frustrated excitement and my rival's damn shoes.
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