| During the next few days we were subjected
to a barrage of medical and other tests. They were very thorough indeed;
every orifice of my body was poked and prodded. We had very little time
to worry about our predicament, which was probably just as well. A
personal restraint was made specifically for each of us. I didn't know
the exact design but they involved both the anus cock and balls. After
the dental examination a dental technician measured us up for custom
made gagging devices. Finally we were each measured up for some Arab
clothing which we were to wear for the outward trip. On the Tuesday
evening after everything was taken care of we were allowed to rest and
mingle with the other prisoners, we were however all carefully butt
plugged and had mittens locked on our hands just in case we had any
ideas about sex together. I found Adam and we kissed briefly as a
greeting, this was misconstrued as something else and we both got zapped
for our troubles. Who's bought you Adam asked me, Prince Baru I replied.
His face dropped as he explained that Prince Ben Wadi had bought him.
Did you see Rod I asked him? Yes he's going to pay for his sins; he's
been bought as a eunuch his arse'll be for the servants to use. I still
felt some sympathy for him even though he had used us abominably. Eric
and his guards arrived back and started to usher us back to our cages
where we were chained up again and left for the night. I was awoken by a
lot of loud noises and screaming. I could hear but not see what was
happening. It soon became obvious that the other prisoners were being
shifted and I realised with a sinking stomach that it was Wednesday. We
were left alone for another hour or two. My fellow prisoners and I had
by now forged a friendship born of mutual fear. But most of us were
silent waiting our fate. Eric approached the cage with three other
guards and several of the guys started to beg him to release them. He
entered the cage and started to release the chains that held us. He
never spoke until he told us to form a line and come out of the cage one
at a time. He held that damned cattle prod so none of us were very eager
to disobey. First one then he called out. Nobody made a move so to
prevent anybody getting hurt I pushed myself to the front. He let me out
of the cage and locked the door after me. With a couple of burly guards
I was grabbed and stripped totally naked then our personal restraints
were fitted on these turned out to be a chastity device that entirely
covered my cock and balls. This was attached to a butt plug that
comfortably filled my arse. The whole contraption then was held in place
by a thin strap that went around my waist and tightly padlocked. Just
above the codpiece that covered my genitals was a large D ring. My
wrists were then handcuffed in front of me and with the aid of small
device attached to the D ring. My hands were now comfortably restrained
but caused pain if I tried to struggle too much. Next came the gag that
the dental technician had made it fitted into my mouth and when adjusted
held my tongue to the top of my mouth and held my jaws firmly in place.
It wasn't too comfortable but it was effective as a silencer as I could
now barely utter a sound but to external views I looked to be quite
normal. Finally an Arab robe was put on me that covered my cuffed wrists
and the other restraint I wore nothing else. I was then led off to
another holding cage and left. My fellow prisoners were all similarly
treated until we were all ready to be transported. Eric supervised us
being loaded into a coach that had silvered glass in the windows so that
we could see out but nobody else could see
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in and then the coach drew away. I looked around and
saw what appeared to be a group of silent Arabs sitting patiently. One
of our group had a look of somebody who had been surprised in the act,
as his mouth was wider open than the rest of us. The coach sped along
through the light Wednesday traffic. My hands being fastened as they
were to my chastity device which was very frustrating for not being able
to even touch myself. The bouncing of the coach had the effect of making
my butt plug move about and I felt myself boning up in the confines of
my chastity cup. It was far too small to accommodate me and quickly
became very painful. Looking around again I noticed several of the
others were probably have similar problems. After an hour or so the
coach pulled into a small private airfield. The coach stopped just
inside the main gate and one of our guards told us that HM Customs would
be coming aboard and that we not to try to get their attention or else.
At this point they showed us the guns they carried just to emphasise the
point. A very tall young man wearing the uniform of a customs man came
aboard and made a peremptory search and then wished us all a good trip,
there was no reason for him to be suspicious. The coach moved off again
up to a small sleek jet plane, which was parked some distance form the
rest of the traffic. After a short wait we were all ushered off the
coach and hustled into the waiting plane. When we were all aboard our
guards all took their leave and left us, I noticed that there were other
Arab guards already on the plane. Looking out through the windows I saw
Marcus receiving what was obviously a sum of money for the cargo he had
just delivered. I felt like crying, as I was so desperately lonely. I
heard the doors of the plane being closed and locked as the jet engines
were run up. Stand up snapped a foreign sounding voice. I obeyed with
difficulty because of my hands being restrained as they were. He was a
tall good-looking young Arab guy with shiny black hair and small
moustache. He immediately began to poke inside of my mouth and removed
the gag device. He then lifted my robes and I felt his hands at my
restraint, he checked my butt plug and I wondered if this was really
necessary. It was very demeaning to be treated in this way by some body
who obviously held a very lowly position. But my hands had now been
liberated from their tie to my genitals. My hands were however still
cuffed and helpless with my butt and genitals just as useless. The
flight proved to be uneventful and I snoozed for a while but I was
awoken by the boy in front of me who had started to weep uncontrollably
just after take off. I tried to console him but he was inconsolable.
Eventually the tall guard came down from the back of the plane. He
lifted the boy form the seat easily and dragged him back to the rear of
the plane. This portion was curtained off from the rest. His screams and
begging could be heard plainly and served a valuable lesson to the rest
of us. Silence ensued. Realised that we were descending when my ears
popped and sure enough the guards circulated amongst us re-fastening our
hand to the chastity device and re-gagging us. Once again I was totally
helpless, equally as much as if I had been tied with yards of rope. Just
after the landing and the doors had been opened we were told to line up
down the aisle and we were all joined together by a long chain attached
to our ankles and a half cloth mask was fastened around the bottom of
our heads. The smells of the Arab world invaded my nostrils and I didn't
before I realised just how much of a prisoner I was.
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