Harry's Punishment Pt. 01

They came back, grabbing his backpack on the way.

"Oh dear, we were about to forget!"

They threw his backpack near the cross and grabbed a red ball gag from under the table. Harry had never seen one in real life, only in BDSM scenes of movies.

"Please open your mouth boy!"

He didn't and yanked at his restraints. One guy moved on the side of the cross and grabbed his nipples.

"Open your mouth please!"

He still didn't comply and the guy pinched his nipples, twisting them. Harry never had his nipples tortured before and painfully discovered how sensitive they were. He could not prevent a scream, and as soon as he opened his mouth the gag was inserted and an elastic strap tied behind his head. It was really efficient, only muffled sounds could now escape from his mouth.

The men now headed to the door.

"He really put up a good fight! His body isn't only for show!"

The other replied

"And with all this oil he was so difficult to grab! They should have done that after!"

They left, closing the door. He was now alone in this huge room, his nipples still aching. He tried to have a look at his wrists... the shackles were tight and secure. He had the same result looking at his ankles only this time he got a view of his sweaty and oiled up body with his now half hard cock in his field of view.

He knew he was in real trouble when he got a look at the room. The walls were hidden by curtains so there was nothing to see but on his right two vertical St Andrew Crosses were bottled to the wall. There was also a heavy padded metal chair with lots of straps. The leg rests were forming a V shape, clearly targeting at leaving the strapped person's crotch exposed. Another wooden contraption was located nearby, with shackles and a hole in the front. It was easy to guess that it was targeted at men and what part of the body would be inserted in this hole. In the middle of the room some shackles were also hanging from the ceiling. Harry's eyes went wide, he had never visited a BDSM dungeon, and had not planned to do it, considering those kinds of kinks as unnatural and disgusting. And there he was, naked and reluctantly strapped on a wooden cross in one of some disgusting places.

He looked at the ceiling and it took a few seconds for his mind to realize what he was seeing. It was padded with mirrors, allowing him a full view of his stretched naked and glistening body, making him realize his predicament all the more. By the mirrors, two cameras were also bolted to the ceiling, one nearly on top of him and another a little further at his legs side.

He didn't know what his captors wanted. Was it money? There were surely better ways to get it, he was confused and afraid. Had he been mistaken for another customer? He could not believe that this hotel had a BDSM dungeon. He felt so helpless looking at his fully exposed body on the ceiling.

His respite was short lived, he heard the door opening, somebody was coming in. When she slowly came near him he recognized Joann, the woman he had met the night before. Why was she here? He tried to speak and ask for help but again only muffled sounds came out of his mouth.

She grabbed a chair nearby and sat on the side of the cross. He tried to speak again but she put a finger on her mouth, clearly meaning she wanted him silent and she was the one to speak.

"Wow, they really did a good job. You're quite a sight."

She was wearing leather clothes and it was giving her a fearsome look. The smile on her face was quite frightening for the helpless harry.

She was studying his body, taking a close look at his skin. Her eyes felt between his legs. For once Harry would have been quite happy to hide his privates from this beautiful woman, he tried to close his legs but it was clearly impossible.

She looked him in the eyes, her right hand was now lightly brushing hairless chest. The thin layer of oil made it easy for her fingernails to slide.

"Oh don't be so shy, you must be proud of your beautiful assets. No need to hide them as we will soon get to know each other more closely. Not that you would be able to by the way. But congratulations, your body is really perfect, you must work hard to keep it in shape. The only problems are your hairs. I need to do something about those hairs below your neck line, because it's always better to have a clear view of what you're playing with."

It took a second for her words to register. Harry's body was nearly hairless, except for his armpits and his groin.

"Yes, you know what I mean, I'll have to shave your groin and your armpits."

He tried to protest but the ball gag was doing its job properly.

"Don't be a baby, that's only hairs, they will grow back if you don't choose to keep the area shaved or even waxed."

The mere idea of having his privates waxed made him wince.

"For today I don't have time for waxing, a quick shave is all we need for our session, keep quiet while I collect what I need."

What did she call a session? Harry watched her collect a razor and she left his field of view to get to, by the noise, seemed to be a lavatory. She came back with a cart. On the cart there was a razor, a tube of shaving cream and a bowl of water. She left the cart to bring what looked like a hairdresser chair, with adjustable height. She moved back to his side.

"We'll start with your armpits, I always keep the best for the end."

She clearly was enjoying the control she had over him.

Harry felt the shaving cream being spread over his armpit, and soon the razor sliding against his skin. He watched the full process, it was tickling him but not enough to make him move. Her moves were precise and skillful. The same treatment was applied to his left armpit. His perfectly shaven armpits were now on display.

"Let's move to a more interesting area."

She moved the cart and rolled the chair between his stretched legs. She sat, enjoying the full access she now had to his most private parts.

Harry's feeling of helplessness soared when he had a look at leaning on his cock and balls. She was about to apply a razor to his cock and balls and there was nothing he could do to prevent it. She caressed his oiled tights complimenting him. She really enjoyed her control and was taking her time. This aroused him a bit, so she stopped, it was more convenient for her to shave a semi hard cock than a fully engorged one. But this guy was really easily aroused.

"For those parts, I would avoid any thrashing if I was you, you wouldn't want any cuts here."

She grabbed the tube of shaving cream, Harry mentally braced for impact.

This was quite a humiliating situation for him.

To his surprise she began to smear shaving cream not on his genitals but on his ass crack and the area between his balls and his anus. He thought this part was better protected by the contraption he was strapped to but apparently not. She began shaving his ass crack and his perineum. Soon it was smooth like a baby's.

She then lathered some cream on his crotch and began shaving. Her delicate touch on his genitals sent jolts of electricity to his body and lustful mind. She took great care not to make any cuts and aimed for a perfect job. Harry felt again more humiliated having his genitals forcefully shaved. At the same time, having those parts manipulated was arousing him quickly, and his cock was quickly getting hard against his will.

Suddenly he heard the door opening. A man came near the chair Joann had brought earlier, close to Harry. Joann didn't stop her ministrations.

He looked at Harry's exposed body with a smile. The sight of this proud homophobic young man all tied up, oiled up and currently having his groin shaved was quite a funny sight. Harry could not think of a more humiliating situation.

He talked to Joann.

"I can see everything went as planned."

"I told you my plan was flawless, he's thinking with his dick."

Harry tried to talk again with no result.

The man talked to him:

"I think I must introduce myself and owe you some explanation. I'm Garry, the hotel manager. Yesterday night you had a fight in the nightclub with a guy. It happens that this guy and Joann are staff members under my responsibility. They were having a drink after a hard day and relaxing when you assaulted them. Even if I wouldn't want any of my customers to be hurt, having a staff member molested is not suitable either, particularly Joann and Frank, who are key elements to a new business development."

Harry didn't know how to process this information.

"So why are you here, tied to this table?

Let's be honest, I'm not certain you'll like the information I'm about to give you. As you may have guessed, you are in a BDSM dungeon. BDSM and bondage are becoming more and more popular, and customers are really willing to pay a fair amount of money for their kinks. I don't want this hotel to only focus on it, but it's currently a high margins activity representing more than 8% of our benefits, and we're aiming at doubling it soon. To reach this goal I hired Joann and Frank, who were already well known in the world of domination."

Harry wouldn't have cared about this guy's business plan, but he was worried that he was concerned.

"We've bought a lot of expensive devices, toys and contraptions as you have perhaps seen around you. You cannot imagine the price of the custom cross you're currently enjoying. Joann's in charge of kinky straight men and lesbians when Frank logically takes care of gay guys and the few straight women. But your behavior yesterday night is now a problem as Frank asked to resign. You see, for a BDSM Dom, being publicly humiliated by having his balls busted is a big problem. And I don't mention the humiliation to have his package checked by a doctor after what you did. The good news is there is no damage, you've not broken anything. The bad news is that he still wanted to resign, having had his pride taken away. So Joann, knowing him well, came to me with an idea. We could offer Frank an opportunity to take his revenge and turn this situation in his favor. We could record everything and make it available on the web. Frank would show in the videos what happens to misbehaving bad boys and use the event to turn his humiliation into a misbehavior punishment scenario. We called him to make this offer, and he totally bought it. Frank being gay I think your handsome body also played in our favor when we sent him a photo of you in your speedo at the pool. I'm sure you will be awesome in the videos."

"The good news for you is that you will be out of here for your checkout time, we wouldn't want you to miss your trip back home. You will not be hurt, and by hurt I mean you will not suffer any long lasting damage. Joann and Frank are experienced masters and not like you, they know what they can do or not. About pain I would be lying to you if I promised a painless and relaxing day, considering what they probably have in store for you and the tools and their disposal. I'm not into BDSM myself but had to read descriptions when I ordered them, and I would want it used on me.

The other important thing I have to tell you is that if you think of things like going to the police as soon as you're out, I wouldn't if I were you. Because I'm pleased to inform you that you're tied up to this cross now on your own request."

Harry had carefully listened to his words and it was not easy for his mind to process them while Joann was manipulating his cock and balls. She was deliberately taking her time even if taking great care of not giving him any pleasure.

He was breathing heavily, frightened by Gary's words. Hearing he was strapped here on his request he grunted, trying to deny it.

Joann grabbed his now quite rigid cock to take care of the last hairs on his shaft, pointing it to the sky.

Gary looked at it, smiled and went on this his explanation:

"Of course you are. Don't you remember? You signed two documents, one agreeing on the massage parlor terms and the other agreeing on the BDSM activity conditions as a sub and giving your consent! Didn't you read before signing? And we made sure that a lot of people could see you were doing it on your free will and the security recording will confirm nobody forced you to accept, after all you were having a good massage minutes before. The agreement also gives us the right to record your session and grants us full rights over it, in exchange for a really discounted price. You should be happy, you're saving money! But we should make a lot by selling the videos, that's a win-win." He laughed.

Harry's mind now realized how dumb he had been, thinking with his cock and balls instead of his mind, he had dug his own grave.

"We'll send you a copy of this document. But I have another interesting point you should consider : all the videos we'll make will be blurred or cropped so that your face is not recognizable, only your body will be exposed. During your massage Tina was able to see your phone pin and we'll have plenty of time during your session with Joann and Frank to export your contacts. Would you try anything against us, the links to the original videos would be sent to all of them and published on porn websites. I'm sure that with your body and their skills those videos will become quite popular in the BDSM circles."

Their perverted minds had planned for everything from the beginning, he was really trapped and would act in a BDSM video against his will.

It was more than he could listen to, Harry angrily fought against his restraints, which led him nowhere, the cross didn't move even a little.

Joann didn't let go of his cock, squeezing it. He immediately stopped moving.

Garry spoke again:

"I'm happy to see that this cross is really stable and its restraints really secure, considering its price. I wouldn't want my customers to be harmed." He laughed.

"I'm sorry but I have a busy day, I will now leave you in good hands... he lagged again considering that Joaan was still his cock. Frank should be with you in less than 15 minutes, he doesn't know about the details of you being already in this room, that's a surprise, but we told him to come ready for action. We wouldn't steal time on the session you paid for. So when he arrives, he'll just have to stop by the changing room and you'll play together. I hope I'll have time to pay a visit before your checkout, I'm taking your phone with me. Your goods will be collected from your room and will be waiting at reception. Until then Joann and Frank will take care of you."

He left the room, not forgetting to grab Harry's phone from his backpack, leaving him alone with Joann.

Joann had finished her job, she let go of his cock. She quickly shaved the few hairs on his inner thighs. She toweled the area, removing what was left of the shaving cream. She admired her work. Harry looked at the mirror but had to check with direct eye contact, his groin was now smooth like a young boy's. Even if hairs were by no means a protection, he felt even more exposed than before. But the question in his mind was now "why do they need my groin shaved?"

Joann seemed to be reading his mind.

"You wonder why I shaved you don't you?"

He looked at her.

"I did it for three reasons : the first one is that it is quite standard in gay or BDSM porn for the male to be smooth down there, the second is you already know that Frank is gay and like a lot of gay guys he's into smooth and glistening skin. I really want his surprise gift to be perfect. The third reason is that Frank's favorite kink is CBT. Oh sorry, that's Cock and Balls Torture and you need to see what you're working on, without hairs getting in the way."

The first reason was bad news, the second was quite fearsome for the young homophobic Harry. Just thinking about having his body touched by a gay guy was a nightmare. And he had never dared to imagine it while being tied naked and helpless. But the third answer was the worst : the same gay guy was really interested in sadistically inflicting torture to his most sensitive parts, and he was told to be an expert at it. And more than all, this guy held a grudge against him.

He began to feel regret for yesterday's behavior, but it was now far too late for that.

Joann came back to his side, checking if everything was ok. She grabbed Harry's backpack and grabbed his suntan oil bottle. She agitated it in front of his face.

"Time to put the final touch, I told you Frank loves glistening male bodies and we have missing spots." She uncapped the bottle.

The only part of his body that had not been oiled up, except his face, was standing between his legs. Harry guessed she was now aiming at his cock and balls and, in his predicament, had a faint hope that she would provide him with a little pleasure. She went between his legs, staring at his helplessly now smooth exposed cock and balls with a smile, holding the bottle in her hand. She uncapped it and he closed his eyes, at least expecting, despite his humiliation feeling, to enjoy the touch. But, to his surprise she spilled a few drops on his tights, not his cock and balls.

She put down the still uncapped bottle on the cart and began slowly rubbing his freshly shaved inner thighs. Using the excess oil she oiled up his ass crack, his inner ass cheeks and the area between his hole and balls. She was clearly making it slow to tease him, and went back to his tights. Despite his predicament, Harry's semi-hard cock immediately began to harden at the rubbing of his erogenous areas. She kept slowly rubbing for a few minutes, but never touched his cock or balls, before coming back on his side grabbing the oil bottle, leaving him frustrated with a now totally hard cock lying on his lower belly.

"Poor boy, did you really think I was going to massage your cock? You're so aroused that you could blow your load in seconds, and it's far too early for that, we have hours to spend together. "

Once again she was enjoying her control over him.

"I think we're ready for Frank's surprise, we just have to wait for him now. But don't worry I won't let you get bored."

She sat and began teasingly pouring one drop of oil on each of his armpits and a few on his chest. She rubbed his armpits and noted the struggling boy was ticklish, it could be useful later. She started teasingly rubbing his pecs, paying attention to his now erect sensitive nipples. Harry was watching her hand slowly teasing him, the sweet coconut fragrance engulfing his nose. Her hand then went on his abs, his lower belly and near his hard cock, never touching it. Some frustrated moans escaped from Harry's mouth. She was really an expert at teasing men, and with the sex obsessed Harry, it was really easy. Because of his handsome body and reactions, for her, it was also a pleasure.

After a few minutes of teasing, the door opened and Frank entered the room. Joann was happy, she had made it in time, Harry was ready, his smooth glistening body helplessly tied and exposed, his cock fully hard and asking to be touched. It was a really good start and the three of them should really have a nice long session.