Trespasser

Trespasser
by bbmnf
Trespasser   by bbmnf

I was on my vacation.  I had decided to hike a trail in the Rocky Mountains of the United States of America.  I was 22, out of college and had not yet accepted a job.  I had saved enough from my co-op job to spend the summer hiking.  I would only need food.  I had enough to swing that.  The first 6 weeks went fine.  I was running low on food.  Unless I wanted to live off the land, which I didn't, I had to go into an inhabited area for supplies.  It was a long trek down to the lower level where I could make my way into the town that was a few miles away from the foot of the mountain I was on at the time.  I hiked down the mountain to the flat land and continued east in the direction of the town.  I could see the highway from where I was.  It was about 200 yards away.  The only problem was all along the fence were signs.  "NO TRESPASSING.  TRESPASSERS WILL BE PROSECUTED TO THE FULL EXTENT OF THE LAW,

I followed the fence line for a few miles.  I walked along it until I could see the town where I had intended to resupply.  There looked to be no end to the fence.  I could see it winding over the plains far beyond the town.  There was nothing in sight for miles, except the white ribbon of the concrete highway.   I decided to cross over the highway.  If there was no one in sight, I could make it to the road without being seen.

I wiggled between the barb wire strands of the fence.  I took off toward the road at a rapid pace.  I had covered about half the distance when I felt  something grab  me around the upper body.  I was jerked off of my feet and dragged a short distance.  I looked up and there was a gorgeous lady dressed western style all in black leather on a big horse.  I tired to get up.  Every time I tried to struggle to my the horse would move taking up the tension on the rope.  The lady said, "Can't you read.  Now I'll have to waste time getting the sheriff to come out to the ranch to arrest you."

She dismounted came over and said, "Unless you want my horse  to drag you all the way to the ranch, put your hands behind your back. "

I tried to struggle, get loose and run.  The leather clad lady whistled and I was dragged about 50 yards by the horse picking up several thorns and bruises.  She came up and again told me to put my wrists behind my back.  This time I complied.  She took a short length of rope and tied the ends of it around each of my ankles leaving about 2 feet between them.  She removed the loop of rope from my upper torso and tied it loosely around my neck tight enough it would not slip over my head.

She mounted her horse and started off at a slow pace.  I almost had to run to keep up and not get strangled.  We continued at this pace for a few miles.  In the distance I could see what looked like a large ranch with many out buildings some of the huge.

Another half hour and we came up to a very long narrow concrete building.  She dismounted led me into a building.  Along each side of the hall were what looked like cells.  They extended the entire length of the building.  She led me to a cell opened the door and shoved me into it.  She pulled me over to a wall, locked a collar around my neck, locked shackles on my wrists and ankles.  She then removed the ropes; She reached over came back with a ball gag, stuffed in my mouth and buckled it tightly in place.  She said, "I have to go call the sheriff now.  We'll be back in a few hours.

I was left standing, locked to the wall, gagged and locked in the cell.  I wondered what was going to happen.  Oh well it was out of my hands.  All I could do was wait.

After a long wait I heard voices enter the building.  My cell door opened and a large rotund man in uniform entered.  He said, "Son it looks like your in a little trouble.  You've been caught trespassing.  In this country that is mediatory jail time.  When you're convicted it will be on your record and follow you everywhere.  I hate to see a young buck like you get in trouble over a little incident like this.  However Miss Amanda will have to be satisfied.  She will not tolerate trespassers."

"Son there may be an answer to your plight.  Miss Amanda sometimes will let the trespassers work out their sentence on her ranch.  I can take your case before the judge.  You plead guilty in abstensia.  You will be sentenced.  You will serve your time on the ranch.  When you complete your sentence the record will be expunged as if it never existed.  I advise you to take that course rather than have a conviction follow you around the rest of your life."

I allowed as how that sounded pretty good to me.  The sheriff produced some papers.  He told me to read them and sign them.  I read them.  There was legal mumbo jumbo and the rest said I pleaded guilty of trespassing.  I signed.  The sheriff left.  Amanda entered the cell.  She asked me my name.  I told her it was Jeb.  She said, "Welcome to my ranch Jeb.  It looks like you're going to be here for a few months.  You can stay here for a few days.  I don't get prisoners started on anything until I know the length of their sentence.  The sheriff will call me in a few days and let me know the results."

I was left chained to the wall.  The gag was removed for me to eat and I was given a bucket to use as best I could.  I was almost out on my feet.  Amanda came in after about two and a half days.  "I have received news of your sentence.  We can get started."

A cart was wheeled into the room.  Three extremely beautiful ladies followed the cart.  One took out a pistol and pointed at me.  "We're going to have you lay flat on that cart and get hog tied.  If you try to escape, you'll be shot."

I placed on the cart my ankles and wrists were locked in leather cuffs and locked together.  My ankles were pushed up to my thighs and locked to my wrists.  The four ladies wheeled me out of the cell and started down the hall.  One of them told me, you can look in the cells as we pass them.

We passed the first cell.  I looked in and there was a man locked in Scavengers Daughter he was just sitting there unmoving.  On the right, was a man spread eagle against the wall of the cell.  He had a painful look on his face.  He did not move the whole time he was in my view.  The next cell held a man tightly bound to a chair.  In the cell on the right a man was bound to a cross.  Another cell held a man fastened to a slowly turning wheel.  It went on and on we must have passed about 50 cells each one containing a man bound in a painful position.

We came to a room at the end of the building.  I was wheeled into the center of the room.  The wheels on the cart were locked.  Amanda said, "Jeb it is now time for us to get you ready to serve your sentence.  This will only hurt a little.  I felt a prick at my neck and then another.  These next processes will be a little uncomfortable but necessary.  The ladies stood back.  I was blasted by a stream of hot but not burning water. Next I was sprayed with a foamy substance and rinsed down.  The rinse washed off every bit of my body hair.  I was then blown dry by a blast of warm air.  

"Amanda said, 'We have a few things to do to you.  After that you'll learn the length of your sentence.  When we're finished with you, you'll be in the tightest most secure hog tie that we can apply to you.  First we have to take care of a few necessities."

A large tube was pushed into my anal opening.  I was given an enema.  I was filled and drained a half dozen times by the tube.  The tube was removed and a large anal plug inserted into my rear.  I felt hands working on my penis.  A catheter was inserted.  My penis was played with until it engorged and got hard.  I ring was tightened at the base of my penis and another just behind the head.  The lady doing this leaned over me and said, "That will keep you hard"

A tube was brought over and inserted in my throat down into my stomach.  A ball was slid down the tube, pushed in my mouth and locked into place with straps around my head.  Amanda said, I'm sorry we have to take away your sight now.  I'm going to glue your eyelids closed with surgical glue.  I will then glue false eyes over your lids.'

At this point, I began to panic and struggle to get loose.  "Amanda said, "Give up Jeb.  The first shot a gave you relaxed your body.  It will wear off shortly after your hog tied.  Now you're going to be lifted up and your entire body is going to be sprayed with a sticky substance that is a disinfectant."

  I was lifted up and a sticky stuff was sprayed all over my body.  I was again given the blow dry treatment.  The stuff dried leaving sort of a film on my body.  Amanda said, "Lets get this steer hog tied."

My ankles were cuffed together with leather bands.  Leather was placed around my legs from my ankles to my knees and tightly laced up squashing my legs tightly together.  My knee bones and ankle bones doug into each other as they had not padded my knees and ankles.  My thighs were welded together with a wide band of leather.

While my legs were being cocooned in leather a wide band of leather locked my wrists together behind my back.  My arms were put in an armbinder that covered my hands with gloves and went all the way up to my arm pits.  The armbinder was laced and buckled tightly together until my elbows almost touched.  A wide band of leather was buckled around my shins and thighs and tightened until I felt my heels dig into my ass cheeks.  A wide band of leather was put around my chest, below the nipples, stomach and wrapped around the arm binder.  My arms were forced tightly against my back.  A strap ran from my ankles to a strap high up on the arm binder.  This strap was tightened until my back was bowed forcing my chest up off of the table. I was moved over and put on a block that was just a little bigger than my bound body.  Nipple clips were placed on my nipples and fasted to the block with tension on my nipples.  When the clips pulled tight, they really hurt.  Mean while my cock was aching for release.  I could do nothing about that.

Amanda came around in front of me.

"Jeb we only have to put your helmet in place.  Then you'll begin your sentence.  I think I owe it to you to tell you what is going to happen to you.  First I'll read your sentence to you."

"Jeb ----- has been fond guilty of breaking and entering, rape, attempted rape and attempted murder.  He is sentenced to a term of not less than 30 years nor more than 70 years.  Said sentence is to be carried out on Miss Amanda's ranch according to her wishes."

I yelled and tired to protest and couldn't move.

Jeb you see this is a poor county.  Virtually the only income in this county comes from the tax I pay on my museum and my ranch holdings.  Hundreds, sometimes thousands of people tour my museum, this building every week.  I split the income with the county.

"The visitors get a kick out of seeing all of my male prisoners bound in torturous positions.  By the pay there is never any parole.  Everyone serves the maximum sentence with no mercy.  After all we can't have convicted criminals running around loose."

"Once I fasten the hood in place, you will not be able to hear anything unless the earphones are turned on.  I leave them on when you have visitors.  You will be able to feel them touch you and hear what they say Once the helmet is in place you will be sprayed with a fixer.  That will cause the substance already sprayed on your skin to harden.  Once it is hard, it will take hours with a diamond saw even to make an indentation in it."

The second shot I gave you will slow your metabolism to nothing.  The tubs in your body will give you enough nourishment and water for you to be comfortable.  The other tubs will remove what little waste their is.  When the relaxare wears off, you will feel every pain from your bondage.  It will be never ending.  The only time you will hear anything is when someone enters your cell to observe you on display.  Why do I do this?  I get off on seeing males bound and helpless.  I may come in and masturbate in front of you.  Two or more of us may come in and have an orgy while we watch you.  You just won't know anything about it.  You'll just lie there in pain with your hard cock wanting relief that will not come.  We love it.  Nighty Night."

Amanda tightened the helmet on Jebs head until his entire head and face were under extreme pressure.  She fastened a strap to ring in the top of his helmet and pulled it tight forcing his head up and far back toward his ankles.  Jeb felt a wet spray.  Then all of a sudden he was encased in plastic forcing his body into an even smaller package.  The relaxant was wearing off and he began to hurt.

He was wheeled out and placed in the center of cell 55.  A card on the cell door read, 
       JEB
       CONVICTED OF RAPE, ATTEMPTED RAPE, ATTEMPTED MURDER, 
       BREAKING AND ENTERING

       SENTENCE  30 TO 70 YEARS

       SENTENCE TO BEGIN  JULY 15, 2002.

Jeb was a hit.  He constantly heard people saying It's a good thing that's a statue.  No man could stand that pain.  Jeb would moan and try to move.  Of course he remained frozen in place.  About once a month, unknown to Jed a lesbian orgy would take place in his cell.

Jeb hated it when visitiors would run thier hands over his body.  The plastic coat allowed him to feel every sensation.  Once in a while, someone, especially young adults would pull on his nipple clips causing him great pain.  Every once in a while he was punched to see if it would have any effect on the statue.  It was especially trying when he felt long feminine nails dragging over his body.  This caused him to want to climax which he could not do.  Jeb figured he would probably be insane after a few years of this.  There was nothing he could do his bonds remaind tightly in place.  Jeb was for all purposes a living statue.

Don't know whether this is bondage or mummification.  Here it is.

Epilogue.  Jeb was the 55th prisoner in the building.  Since there were 56 cells, Amanda had the contractors begin construction on a new wing that would contain 80 new cells.
 
 
 
 
 

05.09.03