Holiday Hell Part 1
- 4 years ago
- 16
- 0
HOLIDAY TO HELL PART 3 free porn video
I felt the movement of the stretcher and the warm air on my legs and cum soaked crotch. I assumed that I would be loaded onto a vehicle and taken away but nothing, I just lay in the sun strapped to a stretcher with all sorts of noise and chatter in a language I could not understand. After what seemed like forever the stretcher was pulled up so I was still strapped to it but now in a standing position. The neck and forehead belts were removed and the hood pulled off. I was met with a sea of cameras and people with microphones. Camera flashes were going off and my eyes fixed on a screen behind them all showing me strapped tight, my face on TV with the word terrorist below, this could not be happening. The camera then panned down and I watched as it went down to my cock and focused on my hard cock and soaked crotch with the word pervert underneath. I felt my face flush as I was sure this would be all over the internet soon thank god my parents weren’t alive to see this and my travels had meant friends were for other people. I hoped even those that knew me would not recognise me as half my face was covered. I would soon regret that!
The hood and belts were replaced and the stretcher was laid back down. I felt myself being rolled along then lifted into a vehicle of some sort but could still feel the sun and air. The stretcher was fixed down and the vehicle started moving. We stopped again and I heard gates rattle then we really started moving. I heard cars beeping, people shouting and allsorts then it dawned on me. They were parading me around the city strapped to the stretcher with my hard-on still raging. I heard people shouting pervert, murderer, terrorist. People were banging the side of what I guessed was a pick up and I was worried they might jump on and rip me apart. The truck picked up speed again and after about half an hour slowed again. This time when we stopped the noise from the gate indicated it was much more substantial and I guessed we had arrived at a prison. A second gate told me we were somewhere secure. My stretcher was unloaded from the truck and was pulled inside where more voices spoke. Someone then told me that a judge was on his way and I would be in court in 2 hours. He told me he was my defence and that I should not go into court with a hard cock. Still gagged I could not tell him this was a mistake or about the d**gs the air marshal had given me to make me hard!
I was pulled along again and into another room. The hood was removed but this time the straps at my neck and forehead were replaced straight away. Photos were taken and there was lots more talking. Finally I was wheeled along a corridor and into a room with bars more people spoke and something hit the bars. A door was opened and I was wheeled into a large cell then the door was shut and locked again. All I could do is stare at the ceiling. I closed my eyes but opened them when I heard noises to see I was surrounded by seven men in orange prison suits. One spoke, “your defender wants you to take this seriously and you laying there horny. He thinks you are some kind of pervert and so do we but he is paying us so we agreed to help.” With that I felt hands on my cock and I screamed into my gag again but received a slap to my balls. This was a gay fantasy but a nightmare for a straight guy like me. They tried to pull my shorts down but they were trapped by all the straps of the straight jacket so they proceeded to rub my cock through my shorts. Within minutes I was trashing at the straps holding me down and about to shoot my second load of the day. I held my eyes closed and shot another massive load into my shorts but as I knew it would my cock stayed rock hard. All 7 had their turn on my cock and some had more than one. I lost count of the number of times I came but I ran dry long ago. My cock stayed rock hard and my shorts dripped with cum. I could not see that far down but from the noises it was not all my own cum either. My defender returned and could not believe the sight before him. I was pulled from my cell and bought before the judge and the press the stretcher was stood up again. There I was with a red face, hard cock and cum literally dripping off the end. The defender spoke, the prosecutor spoke then I saw the air marshal speak they were all pointing at me and my cock I was just looking forward to my chance to speak and hopefully put things right. Then the judge spoke in English “You have been accused and found guilty of an act of an attempted act of terrorism. No country has claimed you as a citizen. Your defender has asked I spare you the death penalty as you are mentally ill. I can see this to be true for myself. You will be sent to an institution where you will be assessed to see if you are a risk to the public and you will not be released until your sexual perversion is cured. You will be pleased to know that the air marshal has advised me of the medication he found in your possession. Medical staff at the institution will ensure you take this medication as we do not want to be responsible for any harm to your health.” I was going mad struggling again when he told the guards to take me away. I had been spared the death penalty but I was being sent away to god knows where. Worst of all I would not be released as long as I had this hard on and I would not get rid of it as long as I was being forced to take the air marshal’s pills. I was doomed.
The hood and belts were replaced and the stretcher was laid back down. I felt myself being rolled along then lifted into a vehicle of some sort but could still feel the sun and air. The stretcher was fixed down and the vehicle started moving. We stopped again and I heard gates rattle then we really started moving. I heard cars beeping, people shouting and allsorts then it dawned on me. They were parading me around the city strapped to the stretcher with my hard-on still raging. I heard people shouting pervert, murderer, terrorist. People were banging the side of what I guessed was a pick up and I was worried they might jump on and rip me apart. The truck picked up speed again and after about half an hour slowed again. This time when we stopped the noise from the gate indicated it was much more substantial and I guessed we had arrived at a prison. A second gate told me we were somewhere secure. My stretcher was unloaded from the truck and was pulled inside where more voices spoke. Someone then told me that a judge was on his way and I would be in court in 2 hours. He told me he was my defence and that I should not go into court with a hard cock. Still gagged I could not tell him this was a mistake or about the d**gs the air marshal had given me to make me hard!
I was pulled along again and into another room. The hood was removed but this time the straps at my neck and forehead were replaced straight away. Photos were taken and there was lots more talking. Finally I was wheeled along a corridor and into a room with bars more people spoke and something hit the bars. A door was opened and I was wheeled into a large cell then the door was shut and locked again. All I could do is stare at the ceiling. I closed my eyes but opened them when I heard noises to see I was surrounded by seven men in orange prison suits. One spoke, “your defender wants you to take this seriously and you laying there horny. He thinks you are some kind of pervert and so do we but he is paying us so we agreed to help.” With that I felt hands on my cock and I screamed into my gag again but received a slap to my balls. This was a gay fantasy but a nightmare for a straight guy like me. They tried to pull my shorts down but they were trapped by all the straps of the straight jacket so they proceeded to rub my cock through my shorts. Within minutes I was trashing at the straps holding me down and about to shoot my second load of the day. I held my eyes closed and shot another massive load into my shorts but as I knew it would my cock stayed rock hard. All 7 had their turn on my cock and some had more than one. I lost count of the number of times I came but I ran dry long ago. My cock stayed rock hard and my shorts dripped with cum. I could not see that far down but from the noises it was not all my own cum either. My defender returned and could not believe the sight before him. I was pulled from my cell and bought before the judge and the press the stretcher was stood up again. There I was with a red face, hard cock and cum literally dripping off the end. The defender spoke, the prosecutor spoke then I saw the air marshal speak they were all pointing at me and my cock I was just looking forward to my chance to speak and hopefully put things right. Then the judge spoke in English “You have been accused and found guilty of an act of an attempted act of terrorism. No country has claimed you as a citizen. Your defender has asked I spare you the death penalty as you are mentally ill. I can see this to be true for myself. You will be sent to an institution where you will be assessed to see if you are a risk to the public and you will not be released until your sexual perversion is cured. You will be pleased to know that the air marshal has advised me of the medication he found in your possession. Medical staff at the institution will ensure you take this medication as we do not want to be responsible for any harm to your health.” I was going mad struggling again when he told the guards to take me away. I had been spared the death penalty but I was being sent away to god knows where. Worst of all I would not be released as long as I had this hard on and I would not get rid of it as long as I was being forced to take the air marshal’s pills. I was doomed.
Mei
- 23.08.2021
- 6
- 0
