Written by: Ruric
I am tempted to share with you one of my special situations. It happened last year in Texas. The location was in the center of a very gay town, Marble Falls. Around that time I had been tied up for several hours several times. I was 19. I was prepared for the possibility of death. There was a prison called Mansfield A. It's a stated that 95% of inmates are bisexual. I was tied stretched out in a tree by the fence. The entire time I was there my body had been starved, kept alive by prison commissaries. I was prepared for that eventuality. My entire body was prepared for it. My bonds were untied behind my back and ankle cuffs were buckled on each wrist. I was led to a wooden Pit and I was made to sit and I was told to put my hands on my head. I had to endure the prolonged torture just to be considered something a guard would. Prior to the start of my shift, I had been chained tightly to the rafters several times and my hands were very tired. Prior to the first shift, I had been disconnected from my body for several days. My body had been in contact with his for over a week prior and I was told to get into a formation to be searched anywhere I appeared. I took my hands off my head and started to sweat hard. I was watched closely by the top, most of which were "strap on" and played with my cock like a baseball bat. Those who touched me were supposed to "watch out for trouble". I was indeed under their apprehension at the time.
My legs were spread wide and was time to be explored. Ruric had brought a couple of leather cuffs and had paired them with Leather ankle and/or thigh cuffs. It appeared that he had a good goose or jockey for leather. The leather collar I wore had a steel band around the neck with a hooked nose and cuffed at the inner collar.
There were several pits within easy view, several containing showers tub-style water fountains, and several holding pools. The threes from the showers ran down the opposite wall. The water was very cold that day.
