Jamie is taken Part 2

insure that Jamie remained squatting, his legs spread wide, Master tied

a steel wire around Jamie's scrotum. The other end of this wire was then

secured to a ring embedded in the cement floor directly under his

crotch. Naturally Master made sure that the wire was taut and that any

attempts from Jamie's side at getting up would result in an unbearable

strain on his scrotum, if not in an outright castration.


When Jamie realized his predicament and his legs began to tire, he felt

a wave of desperation flowing over him. He was helpless, trapped in a

painful and humiliating situation. A small part of him liked the

submission, but a larger, more sensible part knew that this might very

well be the beginning of the end for him. The man who now owned him,

Master, would most probably torture him horribly and in time end up

killing him. But the prospect of dangling at the end of Master's rope,

his feet twitching as he came one last time not only scared him worse

than anything had ever done before. It made him hopelessly horny. The

realization was intensely humiliating and terrifying.


For now, however, he had to find a way of relieving the strain on his

thighs. Since standing up was not an option, Jamie had to squat further

down. This meant that the dildo would be pushed dangerously far up his

insides, but Jamie was perfectly willing to take the risk, especially

since it actually felt good being filled up, something that made him

whimper with humiliation.


Master, however, had already seen this coming and would have none of it.

Working quickly, he looped a noose of thin leather around Jamie's neck

and tied it off to a peg on the other side of the post. If Jamie

squatted further down he would now slowly strangle himself. He was

trapped. He knew he couldn't hold his current position, it was simply

too strenuous, but if he tried to rise he risked castrating himself and

if he slid down the pole (something that felt entirely too good) he