The Club, The lust, The Wolf... Chapter 4
#4 of The Wolf and Club Lust
Time passed very slowly. Jason could not tell whether it was night or day. He had fallen asleep a few times, and been awake for others. A total of two days had passed. When he had been asleep, they had injected him with nutrients to keep him alive and well. They were making arrangements for the upcoming plane ride that he was to be put on.
He realized he was being lifted, moved. Lifted from one box, and being put into another. He was slipped into a cushioned crate that had two large oxygen tanks on either side of him. They hooked his breathing tube up to a system that would allow him to breath the air of one tank untill it was empty, then would automatically switch to the second tank. He was cushioned in and strapped down tightly. A vibrator was put onto his cock, outside the latex suit. It was ment to keep him aroused constantly and in denial for the 18 hour plane ride to Amsterdam. The lid was put on, and the system turned on.
They drove another five minutes and pulled into the airport. They took him to a special drop off point where the took him and heaved him into the bottom of the airplane. Though jason could not see, feel, or hear what was going on, he was scared. He didnt know where he was, or if he was going to see another day. The sounds had not stopped in his ear. He now had the constant vibrations of the vibrator against his cock. It was painful how hard he was and how needy his cock felt. His balls were swollen with his primed cum all ready to be shot into, onto, or over someone or something.
The plane took off around two hours later, taking a good 18 and a half hours to arrive in amsterdam. By then, the oxygen was down to 1/10 left. He had felt the change in how much oxygen he could breath. Jason was scared. he was going to suffocate. In another hour, they had him off the plane and in a car. The stopped a few minutes away from the airport to disconnect the system. Jason wheezed in air like he had never tasted something so sweet.
He still had no conception of time. He was driven a few more hours tot eh outskirts of the town. He was driven up to a large, warehouse type building. It was early in the morning and no one was around. Of course, early being around 7am. They lifted the crate out and jason instantly felt the move. His legs, arms, neck, hell, everything, every part of him was asleep and he was crying softly into the mask.
They heaved the big chest all the way to the back room. They slowly unpacked the male in the suit and he felt some sweet relief. He was pushed up against something hard, a wall. He felt his arms pinned at his sides. He couldnt move them. They were tied. He tried to move his legs. No dice, also tied. He could feel the blood moving back into them already though. He sighed through the breathing tube in relief.
Something was touching the area above his cock. With the swiftness of an eagle, his cock sprung free. A small line of blood coming down it. The latex had been cut open, his cock being nicked in the process. He listened suddenly as the sounds of sex stopped. A small buzz brought him back to reality. Apparently there was a microphone that could talk to him.
"Jason... Jason.... Jason.... Can you hear me, Jason?" The voice seemed to growl, or groan into his ear. He let out a long, slow moan through the gag that barely made it out.
"Gooood..." The voice dragged the word out. "Veryyy good..." It growled softly. "You are going to be part of our main event next week..." The distinctly male voice growled into his ears. "Witch means that we have nine days to torture and tease you into submission for our, customers.." He raspily growled out, seeming to be in a very aroused state. "Your going to loooooveee this..." It finished as a buzz sounded the cut off of the microphone.
Jason whimpered loudly, and it seemed to come out like a small cubs whines. He was freaking out at this point and was trying to struggle. He couldnt get free. There was no way to get free. He froze suddenly. There was a cool, no, cold liquid being poured over his cock. He felt a strong paw grip his cock and started to jerk him off. It was rubbing the liquid all over his cock. He felt the paw leave once his cock was well coated. In moments it came back with a fresh batch. But this wasnt for his cock. He felt the paw slather the substance all over his furry balls.
He didnt know what this was, but soon realized the worst was to come. He felt his cock being gripped again. A thumb, and a finger... They were being used to squeazed just under the head of his cock. This made his cock jerk in excitement. He then cried out loudly. The liquid, a gel like substance, was being forced down his piss hole. He shook and screamed in the awkward, half pain, half nothing sensation.
It stopped finally. With a sigh of relief he tried to settle. In only five minutes, there was a dramatic change. His cock was what started. It started to itch, then started to burn. It was horrible. It felt like his cock was being put into an oven. His balls were next. They too began to burn. This was in humain. He struggled and cried fericly into the mask. He couldnt take this. It was unimaginable amounts of pain. Then the real torture came. It felt like a hot, white hot rod was burning his cock from the inside out. It was the gel! He figured it out finally. It was some sort of exothermic gel! He fought and fought against his restraints. He couldnt take this. It was all to much! He slumped forward, passing out from the extreme pain. When would he wake?
What was he going to feel? Or was he simply going to die...
(Hehe ^^ another chapter for you guys! If i finish work early tomorrow, ill go for the next! ^^)