The Pharaoh's Mummy |9/22/24 Chp 5 (M/M)

[Bradstick]

Mature themes ahead, viewer discretion is advised!

Themes include but not limited too : Non consensual and semi non nonconsensual events; kidnapping, body worship, facesitting, physical domination, financial domination, heavy BDSM, gags, mummification, breathplay, sensory deprivation, edging, milking, anal sex, blow jobs and more. All Characters are 18+

The Pharaoh's Mummy

Chapter 1
Date Gone Wrong

Jace scrolled this phone ideally. He finished his shift at the diner and opened Grindr hoping for something new. He had been on this app for a couple of months and the same bottoms showed up. He was looking for a top that he hadn’t already blocked. He wasn’t very good with relationships and tended to ghost before anything got too serious.

He decided to change the settings on his app. He pumped up the age to 40 to see if he could find any hot DILFS. To his surprise, someone new popped up. It was a torso profile pic, and a hot one too. Large hairy pectoral muscles on darker skin, most likely Middle Eastern. He clicked on the profile and saw that the age was 35, 13 years older than himself at 22.

He was debating sending a message when he messaged first with a simple “hey”. They went about the Grindr basics and exchanged some simple faceless pics when the mystery man asked to meet up. He was about two hours away at some nice hotel.

Jace changed his app to his online banking, he did not have enough gas to make it to the big city and back. He messaged back that he would be unable to attend. Surprised once again, the man offered to pay for an Uber to the hotel and back if he would stay with him until his flight left the next morning.

Jace took the risk, he sent him his address and got ready for the night ahead. One quick shower later, he was out the door of his apartment and into the Uber. His roommates barely noticed if he was there or not, only that the rent was paid.

Two hours later, Jace arrived at a Marriot hotel. He made his way past the front desk and into the elevator to the room the man had provided. He knocked on the door and what opened it was a giant. In only a towel, a 6-foot 5-inch man stood before him. Built of pure muscle and a good amount of hair, the man greeted him.

In a deep voice “Hello boy, my name is Ayman. Come inside.” Ayman stepped out of the doorway allowing Jace to enter.

“Nice to meet you, I’m Jace” he squeaked out. He moved past the man and into the room. As he walked past, Ayman shut the door and locked it. He moved Jace towards the nearby couch. Jace could feel the hard body against his back.

“I paid a pretty penny to get you here, let’s see if it was worth it” Ayman said in a quiet seductive tone. Facing the man, Jace took off his shirt and threw it to the floor. His flips flops are thrown across the floor with the arrogance of youth. As he dropped his basketball shorts, a blue jockstrap cupped his ass. “Indeed, you were, in fact, I think I got a steal of a deal.”

Before Jace could reply with a retort, Ayman pounced and threw the boy to the couch. Soon Ayman was on top of him, his mouth locked with Jace’s. The kissing was passionate and brutal. Ayman tongue explored every aspect of Jace's mouth, despite Jace’s first attempts to stop it. It lasted for nearly 10 minutes before Ayman broke the contact.

Jace caught his breath but looked at the man with eyes of lust. Still mounting the smaller man Ayman said “Worship me” in that same quiet seductive tone. Ayman brought his massive hand to the back of Jace's head and guided him. Jace had no qualms about the directions as he was brought to the large bicep of the man. He licked and kissed the man, tasting the faint taste of sweat. He was brought all over his upper body. From his arms to his pits to his nipples. Jace own cock was leaking precum but did not touch it yet.

Eventually, Ayman stood, relieving Jace of the pressure he had imposed by mounting him. Ayman looked at Jace like a predator to their prey and dropped the down. Unveiled was the largest cock Jace had seen. Nearly 8 inches, wide and uncut. The balls were massive and the pubes were surprising well-trimmed, similar to his beard.

Ayman grabbed Jace’s blonde hair brought him upon his member. Jace was all too eager to please Ayman, though he found this a little forceful. He was moved up and down quickly and effectively. As he began bringing the monster close to climax, he was shoved off.

Ayman turned away and grabbed a condom off the counter and some lube. With those predator eyes, he watched Jace while he prepared himself. Jace eventually interrupted and said “You were a little rough back there, mind if you bring it down a little?”

Ayman looked at him with a smile, as though he had said something funny. He said nothing and finished preparing himself before going for another kiss. As they kissed, Ayman hand reached underneath the jockstrap and gripped Jace’s cock. He gave a few strokes before grabbing the cloth and removing it.

“Your cock says you like it ruff boy.” Ayman said before resuming his assault on Jace’s mouth. After another round of kissing Ayman spoke again “boys speak when spoken too, do not make the mistake again.” The jockstrap the contained Jace’s precum was shoved into Jace’s mouth. “Keep it in there till I take it out, or I will spank you like a naughty boy deserves.”

With that, Jace kept the moist cloth in his mouth. His legs were pulled and spread as the large cock was brought before his hole. Ayman spent the next few minutes stretching out the boy before finally shoving his whole cock in. Jace moaned with pleasure.

Suddenly his bum was grabbed and he was lifted off the couch. His arms grabbed onto Aymans chest; ass still impaled on Ayman cock. He was marched to the bedroom before the door was shut and pleasure truly began.

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Jace looked at the time, nearly 7 am. His ass was sore and so was his jaw. Ayman was dominant all throughout the night, always staying in charge. Ayman had came a total of 4 times throughout the night. 2 in the ass, once in the mouth and the last and most recent across his face. Jace had came twice, both after sessions of edging that drove him insane. The self-imposed gag was gone after Ayman's second climax, and Jace did not make the mistake of speaking again. When they had finished, Ayman trapped him against his chest in a tight bear hug and slipped off to sleep. Needless to say, it was the best night of Jace's life.

Jace had awoken at the same time as Ayman from the alarm of Ayman’s phone. Ayman, still keeping a tight grip on Jace, snoozed the alarm. “Tell me about your self boy” the statement surprised Jace, he had never really talked to any of his dates.

“I was born in the foster system. I live in a shitty apartment with some roommates. I work at the shitty diner barely making rent. I take some night classes at the college, but that’s about it.”

Ayman brought him closer “Would you like to come with me back to Egypt?”

“What!” Jace exclaimed

“I’m the owner of a large business in Egypt. I fly back in 6 hours. You could come with me, become my boy.”

Jace remained silent. After an awkward couple of minutes, Jace spoke “That’s very nice, but we just met. I barely know you. I am going to have to decline.”

“Understandable, then go and shower while I pack. You are rather…sticky.” Ayman said before giving a playful shove. Jace made his way to the bathroom. He relieved himself before taking a nice hot shower. He got out and dried himself. He wrapped a towel around himself.

He stepped out and began looking for his clothes. He found them on the on a nearby chair. As he made his way towards there, he heard “You won’t be needing those yet boy. We still have a couple of hours before I have to check out of this room.” With that, he gave a playful slap on Jace’s toweled ass.

Ayman put his hands on Jace’s shoulders and guided him towards a chair. “Stay and look pretty.” He said in a quiet voice before giving a quick kiss. Jace watched as he began packing. He watched Ayman's dark muscles move, his ass shake, and his flaccid cock bounce. It was mesmerizing to the young man. Eventually, Jace’s show came to an end as Ayman entered the bathroom. He heard the shower run.

He looked for his phone and didn’t see it anywhere. He was going to look for it when he thought better of it. Ayman threatened to spank him if he disobeyed, his ass hurt enough already. So, he stayed still until the shower turned off. He heard him brush his teeth before filling a glass of water.

Ayman stepped out of the bathroom, naked and wet, holding a glass of water. “So well behaved, I’m proud of you boy. Now drink the water, you need it after last night.” Jace did not argue, he simply drank. Ayman turned away and began drying himself off. Afterward he grabbed a large duffle bag out of from under the bed. He began to grab items out of the bag and set them on the bed. Jace saw duct tape, Suran wrap, ball gags, dildos, and other BDSM implements being pulled out. The last item was a large black rubber bag.

Jace went to say something but his mouth would not move. He tried to move but his arms would not listen. He was fully paralyzed and he realized he had been drugged. “This boy is called a sleep sack. They have sleeves for your arms and keep you fully immobile. You are going to be in this one for quite a while.”

He grabbed a small cage from the bed and knelt down in front of Jace and placed the cage over his now flaccid cock. “If you obey me, this will not stay on. If you try to fight me or disobey, then this can become permanent.” With a click, the device was secured and Jace’s manhood was locked from him. Ayman went back to the bed and grabbed a small rubber dildo with a pump on the end. As though he was a doll, Jace was moved from sitting on the chair to sprawled across Ayman's lap as though he would receive the spanking Ayman had promised

The dildo was pushed into Jace’s hole. “You said we barely knew each other and that’s why you would not come home with me.” There was a gush of air and the dildo began to expand. “Well, then we shall get to know each other quite well.” Another gush of air and the pressure increased. “I want you as my boy, but if you are not ready for that, I understand.” A third pump was released and the dildo grew larger. He felt Ayman mess with the base of the dildo and he removed the pump. “Instead, I will make you my toy until you are ready to serve me properly. Toys do not move of their own accord so neither will you. I think you will enjoy Egypt, though you won’t have much choice.”

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More bondage scenes will be coming in the next chapter. If you have anything specific you want to see, let me know!

[Blue Ice]

I just finish to read your story and I love it!!!

I can't wait to see the next chapters

[Mummybag]

Great start, can’t wait for the next chapter!

[squirrel]

Very nice beginning! The story is well written and easy to read

Jace is in some serious trouble now.... I wonder what Ayman has in store for him

[gag1195]

Great to see you back and posting again! And quite the intriguing start of this new story!

[DeeperThanRed]

Kids, this is why you shouldn't meet with strangers without letting someone know where you are!

Looks like the hot hunk has a dark side like his name implies. I'm looking forward to seeing how being his kept boy will treat poor Jace.

[bondagefreak]

Awesome start @Bradstick. Quite an arousing and fiery narrative you've painted so far.
I look forward to finding out what Ayman has in store for his new toy. Glad to have you back, boi!

[Hornysub]

Fuuuuuck that is soooo hot Sir!!!
I love the start of your story, and I love the title also! Very good choice, made me hard in my chastity cage immediately!
Can’t wait to see what comes next, I hope the mummification will be good, and that the toy slave will really get to know his master (all of his master… )

[Hornysub]

Fuuuuuck that is soooo hot Sir!!!
I love the start of your story, and I love the title also! Very good choice, made me hard in my chastity cage immediately!
Can’t wait to see what comes next, I hope the mummification will be good, and that the toy slave will really get to know his master (all of his master… )

[Bradstick]

Chapter 2
A Flight to Catch

Jace was laid out across Ayman's lap when he felt the sting of Ayman’s hand hitting his already sore ass. Jace tried to yelp but only a wheezing sound came out. Another slap came down before a third followed suit. As the third came down, his hand remained on Jace's butt. He grabbed a handful and simply squeezed.

“What fun we are going to have together. But for now, let’s get you packed.” Ayman said before standing up and bringing Jace into a princess carry. He brought him over to the bed and laid Jace down. Ayman grabbed the sleep sack and laid it out across the floor.

Ayman then picked up Jace from the bed. It was an awkward time stuffing him into the sleep sack. Soon his arms were stuffed into sleeves and the zipper was tightened. Had he been able to move, it would have done him no good. “It’s a little big but I will have a custom one made just for you.” The final touch was a small lock on the back of the zipper keeping it shut. Ayman laid Jace onto his back in the center of the room before taking a step back.

Ayman stood admiring the bound man on the floor. Eventually, he left back the bed and found some items. The first was a panel gag that could be fastened to the back of his head. The other was a dildo with a weird base. Ayman took the base of the dildo and slid it to the back of the panel gag before locking it in place. It now turned into a fill pecker gag and one that looked used.

“I have been in the States for three weeks. You are the first and only one I have taken during my stay here. This dildo has satisfied my needs until I had the pleasure of meeting you. So, I give you a choice, this can be your gag for the flight home or a cloth one. Which one would you prefer?”

Jace looked at the gag with horror. He could not speak to answer his question so he just looked at Ayman pleadingly. “From your expression I take it you want the cloth. That would be the nicer of the two options so I will need something in return. I am going to call my staff to take down my luggage. If you can make me cum by then, then you can have the cloth gag. Do we have a deal?”

Jace tried to answer but could stay on the ground, unmoving. “Oh right, the drug. That would make the challenge a little too hard, allow me.” Ayman went back into the bathroom and filled another glass. He heard the snap of a pill being opened and sloshed with the glass. Soon enough, the glass was brought to Jace’s lips and he drank. He felt the muscles in his face first. He tried to speak but came out was a rasp. “…deal…”

Ayman looked at him with a wolfish grin and turned towards his phone. He made a call to someone in a language that he did not understand. “Let’s begin, times ticking.” Ayman moved over Jace so he was between his legs. Ayman fell to his knees, his crotch right above Jace.

To Jace's surprise and horror, what descended upon his face was not Ayman's large cock, but his much larger ass. Ayman's balls resting on Jace’s forehead and his cock jutting out above his hair, and his thick thighs framing Jace’s head. Jace also realized how heavy Ayman was compared to him.

Jace had rimmed a couple of guys before but nothing like this. He pulled every memory he had of his past experiences. Normally he would drag this out, but he was on a time crunch. Not only to escape the horror of the dildo gag but also because he was running out of air.

Jace worked his hole until he heard a groan from above. He could feel Ayman pumping his cock before Ayman’s body contracted as he came. After a moment of catching his breath, Ayman raised his booty off Jace’s face, still kneeling over him. Jace took a deep breath of air as he heard “Well done boy, we still got some time to spare. Keep up the good work.” With that he plopped back down onto Jace’s face, rising every few minutes to give some new air.

Eventually, a knock came from the door and Ayman rose. Jace watched as he strode his naked ass to the door and opened it. A man in his forty’s entered in a nice suit pushing a 6-foot-long box trimmed with steel and small wheels on the bottom. The box was made out of black material that looked hard; he also saw some vents on this side allowing air circulation.

Again, they spoke in a foreign language, he assumed Arabic. After some orders, the servant walked past Ayman and past Jace’s bound form over to the luggage. He made eye contact with the man trying to get his attention. They connected for just a moment, and Jace knew he could not be receiving help from the stranger as he walked past. He grabbed four of the bags and left the room to begin loading them. As Ayman closed the door, he turned back to Jace. “Alright, playtime is over. We have a flight to catch.”

Ayman made his way to the large box that had been deposited and opened it. From Jace’s position on the floor, Jace could not see what was inside the box, however, he could see large straps being pulled out and laid across the side of the box.

Ayman moved over to some of the remaining luggage the man had not taken and opened a large duffel bag. He began looking through the contents before finding the right item. He purposefully pulled it out so Jace could not see what it was. He made one last stop at the bed and grabbed the silver duct tape. “I knew I made the right choice. Your tongue felt excellent down there, keep that up, boy. Now open your mouth, I promised you a cloth gag.”

Jace looked at him, still panting from the lack of oxygen minutes before. “Please, let me go. I have a life here. This isn’t what I want.” Jace pleaded from the floor.

Ayman knelt beside him “Shh it’s okay. I know what’s best for you. You told me about your life here, or more about your lack of one. I can give you purpose. Now open up.” Ayman said this calmly like southing a riled animal.

Jace just stared at him for a moment. He finally relented and opened his mouth. He regretted it almost instantly as Ayman's hand moved the cloth to his mouth and pushed the cloth inside. Jace could see the black cloth more clearly as it was being forced down his maw, a long black and dirty sock. He tried to protest but to his horror, the pair of the dirty sock was brought to bear on his defenseless mouth.

It was an effort for Ayman to push the items down but eventually, he succeeded. It was extremely cramped in Jace’s mouth, he could not move his tongue or jaw. That didn’t stop the taste that flooded his senses. It’s tasted of weeks' worth of sweat and grime. He tried to force the gag out of his mouth to no avail. His lackluster efforts were cut short as the sound of duct tape filled the room. The end was put on his cheek before being wrapped around his lower face. Nearly 10 rotations around his mouth and jaw turned the bottom half of his face completely silver.

The foul gag was staying in, and his captor was the only one who could remove it. Ayman stood up once again and stepped back. He simply admired Jace on the floor, struggling against his foul gag. “The deal was a cloth gag. The socks are cloth, my end was fulfilled. A word of advice, make sure the letters of the deals you make with me are written out clearly. My profession is exploiting those lack of definitive terms to my client's benefit. It has made me a very wealthy man and I am happy to use that skill on you as well.”

Ayman turned away from him and went to the closed closet. Since the first time he arrived here last night, Ayman began getting dressed. Jace noticed that even though he was not looking at him, he was putting on a seductive show. Soon he was clad in a back suit that fitted him perfectly. He finally returned his attention back to Jace. “Those are the workout socks I’ve been using since my time in the States. Not much use washing them when I figured I would be leaving with my own personal washing machine.”

He bent over and picked up Jace. He carried him over to the box and Jace saw what it was, a storage container destined for people. It was lined in black felt. Along one wall was a line of leather straps that were currently hanging out. On the other side were belt loops that the straps could inserted into. Ayman laid Jace down in the center and began laying the straps across his front. He then fed the strap through the loops and pulled it tightly before securing it. With each pull, Jace lost more and more control of his body. Ayman leaned into the box and began kissing his gagged lips before pulling away again.

Ayman moved further down the box to where his crotch was and used a zipper to access his locked member. “This is a long flight darling; I don’t want you to worry about having any accidents.” With that, he reached into a compartment near his feet and opened it. Inside was a clear bag with a tube connecting to it. He looked at the end of the tube and recognized the contraption, a catheter.

Jace pulled on his bonds, humiliated by the idea Ayman had suggested. He tried to protest only hearing muffled sounds coming through. “Shh, it's okay. It is a long flight and I would rather be safe than sorry. According to the research my team did on you, you do not have a history of any bondage in your past Grindr dates. So, this will be a learning experience for you. Where you choose to become a toy rather than a boy, bondage is going to play a large part in your future.” Ayman explained this calmly, but Jace was rattled by the revelation. His team researched him and looked at his past dates. Jace thought he was a case of being at the wrong place at the wrong time, but now he feels the ordeal was a target on him directly. He remained silent as Ayman worked the catheter in.

Jace was too focused on the revelation that he did not see another compartment being opened. A gas mask was pulled from the compartment near his head that had a wide black tube leading into the box, most likely to one of those vents. As he lay there, Ayman grabbed the mask and secured it to Jace’s face. The world went black as the mask's eye holes had been covered. “We will leave in about 3 hours and the flight will take another 14 hours. You are going to remain in here until then. I will see you when we arrive in Egypt. Sleep well, we are going to get started on your training as soon as we get home.”

Jace could hear Ayman take a step away before returning. He loaded some of his bags and other items into the box with him near his feet. He felt the trunk close then and he heard the unmistakable sound of a lock being used. He lay there for a while before he felt the box being moved out of the hotel and up a ramp. He guessed a U-Haul or some other moving company as he heard the vehicle start.

He doesn’t know how long he was driving for but eventually, the car stopped and he was lowered down the ramp. Soon enough he was brought up another ramp and heard other items be loaded next to him. Soon the sound of movement stopped and he was left alone. He tried calling out for help but the gag was too large. He could barely himself in the box, he knew no one else could hear him as well. Even if they did, they could be in Ayman's employ like the man from earlier.

Jace thought back to the man who spoke with Ayman. Ayman had been completely naked and Jace was bound on the floor out of breath. Yet the man acted as if this was totally normal. He heard the start of the plane and soon felt the familiar feeling of taking off. As the plane reached its cruising altitude, Jace let the reality of the situation come to him and let the tears fall, before finally falling asleep.

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I hope you enjoyed the chapter, let me know if there is anything you want to see in the next chapters.

@Blue Ice | @Mummybag | @squirrel | @gag1195 | @DeeperThanRed | @bondagefreak | @Hornysub

[KidBlink]

This is great! I look forward to the next chapter.

[gag1195]

You have to wonder, as Jace might be, how many others has Ayman taken? His employee seemed fully nonplussed by everything, desensitized to his Boss' antics. Will Jace be joining a bound brotherhood of sorts when he finally lands?

[DeeperThanRed]

I agree that this doesn't seem like Ayman's first rodeo. Seeing how he likes being on top and bottom, albeit as a dom in both ways (great touch, btw), I can see him gathering all sorts of men to satisfy his different needs.

[Blue Ice]

I love your second chapter @Bradstick

I can't wait to see what is going to happen to Jayce in the next chapters

I really loved the part of the sockgag I hope to see more of this kind of situation for your story and also more mummification scenarios with sleepsack or with bandages

[squirrel]

Oh man, what a hot and sinister chapter! Jace is some serious trouble; having to chew on his new Master's rotten socks for 17 hours must be an overwhelming experience for him.... can't wait to read more!

[Bradstick]

Chapter 3
Meeting the Family

Jace lay there, drifting in and out of sleep. It became hard to know when he was awake and when he was asleep from the darkness of the mask. It became maddening, so he tried to focus on what he knew. First, he was being taken out of the country to become the fuck toy to some rich, hot Arab guy. Second, he was offered something called “his boy” which is a higher step than “his toy.” Third, this was planned not random. Ayman wanted Jace specifically, but why? Fourth, Ayman had a team of servants who would do his bidding and were no strangers to Jace’s plight.

He ran the events of the past night over and over again in his mind. He thought of every word Ayman had uttered and realized he had never once called him by his name, only as his property. Horror flashed on his face as he thought about the Uber ride to the hotel. There weren’t any problems with it and the driver was silent until he realized he had seen the driver again. The driver was the servant who came into the hotel room. Ayman was two hours away, so that servant was already in his city.

That realization caught him off guard and he began to drift back to sleep. His mouth tasted vile from the continual onslaught from the socks. He could also feel his own cock pushing against its cage. As awful as this was, he couldn’t deny how horny he felt. That caused him more confusion, so again he drifted back to sleep.

Jace felt the plane land sometime later. Soon they were on the ground and the plane came to a complete stop. The hatch to the cargo was opened and he heard men entering. They spoke in Arabic as they worked, either unaware or uncaring about Jace. Soon his box was moved down the ramp and loaded into a vehicle.

As expected, his shouting changed nothing and the truck was closed, sealing Jace inside. He then realized how hot this damn box was inside another metal box and began to sweat. It felt like hours before the truck came to a stop and he was unloaded.

It sounded like two men spoke with the drivers before they took charge of Jace’s box and began leading it somewhere. Jace tried to pay attention but he couldn’t speak their language. He figured he was entering some house as the floor changed from pavement to a tile. He heard Ayman’s voice and his heart dropped. He had realized how much he missed it and how lonely he became in this box.

Ayman spoke in another language with a female for some time. Eventually, the guards led him down another hall and he felt himself moving downward, an elevator perhaps. He finally stopped at another room and he felt the box lid being lifted. His mask was removed and he was nearly blinded by the light of the remove. Starring at him were two buff men in black suits who looked at Jace with unamused expression. The first was a large Caucasian man with red hair and a long but well-kept beard. He began to undo the straps holding him down while his partner reached for his penis and undid the catheter. The second man was of Arabic descent from what Jace could tell, however, he was fully bald and had no facial hair.

He tried looking away from the embarrassment of the two strangers seeing him like this. Finally, he was picked up out of the box and dumped on a metal table so he was lying on his stomach. One grabbed a key and began unzipping him from the sleep sack. As it was removed, one of the men threw it roughly into the box he had spent the better part of a day in.

As he was removed from the sack, the other grabbed him by the neck to hold him in place and began undoing the silver tape. Jace held as still as possible and soon the socks were pulled from his mouth and tossed aside. With the gag finally out, the other folded Jace’s body to reach his ass.

The plug inside has been inflated a good amount by Ayman. This did not seem a concern to the bald man as he pulled it out, stretching his hole more than it had in the past. “Owww, please that hurt. It was inflataAAAAAHHHH” as he spoke, one of the men grabbed his balls and squeezed. Pain rocketed through Jace before the man relented. Still holding him by the throat, he said something in Arabic, but Jace could tell it was a threat. He elected to stay silent the rest of the time. The red-haired one, still holding Jace by the throat, pulled out a water bottle and had him drink. Jace thought about his recent experience being drugged but his mouth was too dry to really consider denying it.

He was led to a bathroom where they pointed at the toilet. Jace tried not to remember that part as they two would not leave as he took care of business. Once finished, he was brought to another room that looked like a locker room shower only with some hoses on the wall. In the center, attached to the ceiling was a pair of manacles. He was soon bound again, fully exposed to the two men.

As he watched them, to his horror one left and came back with a knife. He thought they were going to beat him but to his surprise, he pulled from his pocket some cream and began covering Jace’s body. The knife was soon brought to bear as the man shaved every part of him. His armpits, chest, legs, pubes, and even his butt were all shaved completely. He was thankful that he got to keep his head of hair. Once he was done, below his body was bare except for his cock cage and his nipple piercings.

As the man finished shaving him, the other man grabbed the chain and pulled. Rather than touching the ground, he was now suspended about 8 inches from the ground. They each grabbed a house and began spraying. The first house had a soap attachment that covered his body in a light pink soap. He tried to close his eyes and mouth. That meant he didn’t see the other man begin washing him off. The water pressure on the hose was powerful and he felt the sting on his skin. He tried to beg to stop, only to find water entering his mouth and a large coughing fit ensued.

After a couple of minutes of hosing him down, they hung the hoses back to the wall and lowered him down. His skin was fully red from the water as the red-haired one removed the cuff. Holding the back of his neck, he led him to a different room that looked like a doctor’s office. One left out the door and he heard it lock behind him. The man, still holding his neck moved him to the center of the room. He grabbed Jace’s arm and put them straight up and guided his legs to be spread apart. He began drying off Jace, and used more force than necessary to get the water off. Once he was fully dry, he was moved to the metal table and guided to sit with his legs dangling off the side.

The red-haired man moved against the wall and just stared menacingly at Jace. Jace had to advert his eyes but dared not move from the table. Eventually, the door unlocked and the bald man returned with a dark-skinned Arab woman in a lab coat. “Hello Jace, my name is Delilah. I need to run some simple tests on you before your stay here. Would that be all right?”

She asked kindly enough so Jace responded “Do I have much of a choice.” He said it flatly and nearly rudely. He nearly regretted it as fear crossed the eyes of the two brutes in the room. They feared her, and Jace had a feeling he did not want to know why.

She let out a small chuckle and a smile curled on her lips. Not one of kindness or laughter, one of a cruel and devious nature. “I will be running the test either way, you being conscious or unconscious matters little. Besides, bruises heal darling. Now will you comply, or should I let Hound and Hammer have at you for a couple of minutes.” She gestured towards the brutes who cracked their knuckles in response to their mistress threat.

Jace gave a defeated sigh and agreed. The examination lasted two hours. She looked at his teeth and eyes, drew blood, and even had him pee in a cup. So long as he obeyed, she was fairly kind, however she was very demanding. He knew if she gave an order, that it was to be followed.

Eventually, she collected all her samples and notes and gave orders in English to the ones she called Hammer and Hound. “Have him stored in room 3 then join us for dinner. Have him fit for blindfold and bit gag for the night. And for god’s sake, remove those piercings, the Hawk if not a fan of them.” She gave one glance back at him and looked at his body up and down. “Have a good night Jace, and good luck with tomorrow.” With that she left the room, leaving the two hunks behind.

Jace was unsure what caused him to ask but he broke the silence by saying “Who is the Hawk?” The bald one let out a laugh that broke the tension.

“The hawk is your master, known as Ayman. I am the Hammer; he is the Hound.” The bald one spoke, pointing at the redhead across the room. “The woman you spoke with is the Harpy, her consort is known as the Horn. Should Ayman choose to keep you as more than a toy, you will receive an alias as well. Now enough talking, time for your bed.” Hammer pulled Jace up and placed his hand over his mouth, silencing any protest from the boy.

Hammer led Jace to another room. Whereas the previous rooms were more medical in design, this was a full-on hipster sex dungeon. The floor was carpeted and the room was bathed in a light purple glow rather than traditional lights. He could see all manner of tools and gags hanging from the walls. In one corner was a large metal cage about 4 feet tall and 5 feet long with a square base. The Hound moved to one of the walls and returned with a large bit gag.

Hammer had Jace kneel in the center of the room and first attached a chain around his neck with a lock. Based on the width of the chain, he could not remove it himself by having it go over his head. Hound then came up with the gag and placed it into Jace’s mouth. Jace offered no resistance to the gag, which surprised him once the gag had been tightened behind him. Hammer once again returned with a blindfold and moved it over his eyes.



He was once again blinded. He felt leather cuffs go behind his back and was stood up. He heard the cage being opened and one of them led him in that direction. He was lowered into a crouch before he felt a boot on his ass. He was pushed forward into the cage and he heard the grate slam shut behind him. The floor was padded thankfully but he still felt exposed. Soon he heard the sounds of lights being turned off and the door closed and locking.


The cage was not tall enough for him to stand or long enough for him to lie down. So he curled himself into a ball to try and stay warm. The room was not freezing but it was chilly. He preferred the cold to the heat of the box he had been in most of the day. He also realized how heavy the chain around his neck felt. It was not attached to anything yet he still felt bound with it on.

He lay there for a couple of hours before he heard the door opening. He was commanded by Hammer, he thought, to come to the edge of the cage. A small straw was moved between the bit and his mouth and liquid entered. It was not water he knew, but he did not move away. Had he tried, he would been pulled out of the cage, beaten, and then force-fed the liquid; Hammer said as much. He thought it would be easier to comply, so comply he did. Once the liquid was consumed, Hammer left and unconscious over took him far too quickly.

Ayman's POV

Ayman sat at the dinner table, tablet in hand. He was watching the video feed of Ayman in his cage and he could feel his hard-on begging more and more for release. He had been watching him for about an hour as he waited for Delilah to return.

He heard the door open and entered Delilah and her Consort, Jack or better known as the Horn. “Hello wife, what do you think of my new addition to the family.”

His wife sat down across the table from him and smiled. “He is your type and quite obedient. Much better than Jack when I met him. Granted I like fight in my prey.” Delilah had changed from her doctor outfit to a modest dress. Jack on the other hand was only permitted to wear his loincloth that covered his dick and little else. Jack was even bigger than Ayman and he knew that Jack could easily take him in a fight. That reason was why Delilah wanted him, to break a bigger man to her will.

“His vitals are all good except for he is low on some vitamins. I am having a smoothie prepared that will get his levels to stable out. I want you to wait till the STD results come back before fucking him again. His eyesight and hearing are good, but he does have some cavities, some of which will need the tooth pulled. I can have them pulled and replaced tomorrow. I don’t think that man has been to a dentist since childhood, though it sounds like that was not of his own accord. Would you like oh for fucks sake Ayman try and look at me while I talk to you.” Delilah shouted at him from across the table.

Ayman eyes drifted to the tablet again before being pulled back to Delilah. She gave him a look before motioning towards Jack. “Horn, tend to my husband’s hard-on so we can actually discuss some business.” Jack wasted no time in dropping to his knees and crawling under the table. Jack undid his belt and soon Ayman cock was in Jack’s mouth. Over the last 5 years, Jack had serviced Ayman countless times. He had been with Delilah for a couple of years before that. She had gladly shared her consort with her new husband till he got one of his own, and now he finally had. Since their marriage 5 years ago, they had not bedded each other once, hell Ayman had seen her naked less than 5 times. It was a political move to marry each other and they both benefited from it immensely.

Jack made quick work of Ayman's boner, especially since he was looking at the tablet the entire time. Once he had came, Delilah resumed. “You mentioned earlier that he would become a toy first until he was broken down. Then you would build him up as a proper boy. Since I am pulling those cavities anyway, I can pull the rest of his teeth. That would break his spirit, once he proves himself, he can have them back.” Delilah offered as though it was a trivial matter. As she spoke, Jack appeared from below the table and resumed his position, standing behind and to the right of Delilah.

Ayman considered before replying. “Leave his teeth in. If I can’t fuck him for 2 days, then I will break him. Have Hound and Hammer ready the sarcophagus.” Ayman said to his wife, her eyebrows raised with amusement. Jack on the other hand looked horrified at the mention of the device. Ayman glanced at Jack; he almost thought the brute would plead Jace’s case. He knew he didn’t because he himself did not wish to return the sarcophagus.

“If we sedated him while in the box, I can take care of the cavities and he could heal in the box. How long do you plan on keeping him in there? The longest Jack has lasted was 5 days. After 2 days in there, he can rest and you can begin training him. You could wait longer and break him further, and give his mouth some time to heal. Or darling, you could set a new record. Either way, I will prepare him with vitamins and have him sedated shortly. Once he wakes up, he will be in the sarcophagus.” Delilah said, clearly pleased at the idea. The sarcophagus was her invention, after all, one designed to punish Jack when he had made the mistake of defying her. Ayman looked at her once and nodded before standing from the table and exiting, tablet in hand. He had much work to do to prepare his boy, and he could not wait to begin.

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Despite the inclusion of Delilah, this story will only be M/M. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Please vote in the poll on how long Jace will be entombed. Thanks for reading!

@Blue Ice | @Mummybag | @squirrel | @gag1195 | @DeeperThanRed | @bondagefreak | @Hornysub | @KidBlink

[squirrel]

Really amazing! Can't wait what Ayman and his family have in store for poor Jace! Or maybe... not so poor?

[Scottstud94]

Excellent story so far!

[Blue Ice]

Excellent third part!!

[DeeperThanRed]

Ouch, Jace's kidnappers are really not messing around. I'm hoping he'll have an easier time once he's given a chance - though judging by Jack's condition, Ayman might have high expectations from him.

[KidBlink]

A nice read after a long day at work. Thank you!

[harveygasson]

Wow this is an amazing story so far!

[blackbound]

I had to vote for the needful in this poll. What's up with the "2-3 days" people?

[bondagefreak]

Just finished chapter two and very much enjoyed myself. It very much sounds as though Jace was purposefully selected - targeted even. Must make him feel a bit special in a way. Poor little guy. I'm sure he'll enjoy his time in Egypt though

On a sidenote, thanks for using a larger font. I don't wear glasses nor do I have vision issues, but the larger font is definitely appreciated and puts less of a strain on the eyes without needing to zoom in. I always found the forum's standard font a bit small.

Awesome work @Bradstick

[Subboi]

This is an amazing story. Beautifully written.