Gay Bondage Fiction | Woodland Penance: Part 1 – Page 1

Two young men are in the same heap of trouble. They messed around with the wrong girl and find themselves at the mercy of a mysterious organization. But the way each boy chooses to face their sad fate determines their eventual destination. A new dark fantasy from UKBastinado!

Woodland Penance: Part 1 - Page 1
by UKBastinado
Series: Woodland Penance

Part One

Matthew raced downstairs in response to the sound of the daily post. Today was the day the latest AAA Xbox game would be arriving, and he could not wait. Two padded mailing envelops, two letters and a utility bill. He grabbed the two padded envelops and ran back upstairs eagerly switching on his games console. Forty minutes install time, plenty of time to open the other package and pour himself a drink ready to engage the game for the rest of the day. What he found inside the package would be the start of a life changing experience for Matthew.

Inside the padded envelope Matthew found a heavy-duty pair of handcuffs, a sealed letter and six photographs. He sat on the edge of his bed ashen faced as he viewed the photographs. They were photographs of himself with his friend Darren in situations that would cause them serious problems. An evening of alcohol and sex with a girl called Lucy had turned into a nightmare. Lucy is the daughter of the university principal and if the photographs went public the backlash would finish them for good. Of course, if the photographs leaked, they would also ruin Lucy and even her father’s reputation. Matthew stared for some time at the unopened letter, which clearly had to be a blackmail letter. Shaking and nervous, he opened and read the letter.

“Hello Matthew
We are approaching the end of term ready for our summer break and for you and Darren it is going to be an unforgettable time. My name is Nathan and together with two other guys, Martin and Harry, we have been hired to teach you both a lesson. You can see from the enclosed photographs that you really do not have any choice but to obey and follow our instructions. If you obey our instructions, then all the evidence will be destroyed – and that is a 100% honest promise. This is not blackmail. It is punishment for the way you two twats have behaved towards your fellow students all year. We are not looking to make money or to ruin you, we just want to see you punished and be restored in the eyes of your peers.

Darren has of course received a copy of these instructions.”

A few minutes later and a frantic Darren was on the phone. Matthew agreed to meet him in a quiet bar in town and set off hoping that between them they could find a way to handle their dilemma. Upon arrival Darren was clearly in a bad way almost verging on a panic attack. It took a few minutes for Matt to calm him down and to assure him that things are not as bad as they appear.

Matt: “OK, look, maybe we just do nothing and allow the photos to go live? I mean what can anyone really do? Three young people experimenting sexually, just like every other young person in the city. I know it will be bad, very bad and will end our university study. But loads of people take a year off and go back to study. We have already passed our first two years. They cannot take that away from us. Take a year off and everything will have blown over. Its either that dude or we take a two-week naked camping trip with forced sex and pain, lots of pain, because you can bet that and more is planned for us. Remember what they said, they want to PUNISH us. We would be handing ourselves over to them half naked and restrained. That cannot be good dude. Do you want that, Darren?"

Darren: “Ok so what do you think Lucy will say when this comes out on social media? Do you think she will say OH JUST A BIT OF FUN or do you think she will claim we spiked her drink and took advantage, that we RAPED HER? She will be able to save herself and her father and put us away for life. She will move on shouting “poor old me” while we face a life in prison. Two weeks of hell will be better than 30 years to life Matt. I have no doubt that they will enjoy degrading, abusing, torturing and humiliating two straight guys but seriously, what choice do we have?”

Matt: “FUCK, you are right, of course you are right. All year we have treated our peers like low life second rate students. This is our doing. Maybe, just maybe Lucy is in on the whole thing? Maybe she set us up. She was so eager to get together with us. Also, HOW did anyone else know when and where to hide cameras? We have been trapped Darren and we have no choice, we must go through with this. If we don’t, it’s all over for us. But if we do, we can show everyone that we respect them and that we are sorry. Maybe we can show them that we want to be friends, rather than snotty bullies. We must do this.”

So, it was decided, Matt and Darren would go through the required two weeks laid down by their peers. They would willingly hand themselves over and accept whatever punishment had been lined up for them. One issue was how to get to the park barefoot without being stopped and questioned by folks passing by? It was decided that since Darren’s flat was only a 10-minute walk to the park and Matt lived a good 30 minutes away, they would set off from Darren’s flat. They would leave their shoes and socks in the flat and take a barefoot walk through the housing estate to the park. Hopefully they would not attract too much attention.

8AM THE FIRST SATURDAY IN JULY

Matt and Darren were enjoying a good large full English breakfast as it may be the last good food they get to eat over the next couple of weeks. They made sure that they were dressed exactly as instructed. A T-Shirt with no specification, so they decided to choose a favourite. Blue jeans were specified and so they made certain that their jeans were blue. Every precaution was taken to follow the instructions.

At 8.30am Matts phone began to ring and the voice on the other end asked if their 10am meeting was to go ahead.

Harry: “We have been watching and we know that you are both currently in Darren’s flat, about 10 minutes away from the bench. We therefore assume that you plan to obey our instructions?"

Matt: “Yes, we have agreed to accept that we have disrespected our peers and are willing to accept their punishment. We will be on the bench at 10am."

Harry: “The handcuffs will fasten and lock themselves around your wrists when your wrist pushes against the cuff. Remember to remove your shirt, secure it under your belt and lock your wrists in the cuffs behind your back. You must be stripped down to your waist and be barefoot, don’t bring shoes with you. We suggest you do this when our van pulls up. We will wait no longer than 5 minutes after parking. It should realistically take you just a couple of minutes. Your house keys and phones will be taken from you and kept safe. No messing about, just obey. We will put you in the back of the van and we will set off on a long road trip.”

The phone went dead.

It was 9.45am and Matt and Darren left the flat and set off through the housing estate to the bench by the park. To their surprise no-one questioned them for being barefoot, but it did make them feel vulnerable. Fortunately, no-one was using the bench and so they sat down at a few minutes to 10am and waited for the van to arrive. Handcuffs ready in their jean pockets they sat and waited.

Matt: "Darren, are you sure about this? Once those cuffs lock around our wrists there is no going back. We have no key, and we would be prisoners in the hands of people we have never met, half naked in the back of a van. No doubt once in that van our jeans and underwear will be taken too. We will be naked prisoners in the hands of strangers. Are you sure we should do this?”

Darren: “No choice and it’s too late, here comes the van.”

A long wheelbase Transit van pulled up opposite the bench. Someone got out of the passenger seat and opened the back doors. He turned and faced Matt and Darren and held up 5 fingers, five minutes had begun. Without hesitating the boys removed their T-Shirts and tucked them into their jeans. They slipped the handcuffs from their pockets to behind their backs and locked them around their wrists. They waited a few seconds for a passing car to have gone far enough away and they walked over to the van. They were quickly pushed inside the van and the doors were closed and locked behind them.

A light came on in the van allowing Matt and Darren to see where they were. The van was empty apart from four suitcases. In the top corner of the van was a large locked chest firmly bolted to the van wall. There were no seats, so the two boys found somewhere to sit on the floor with their backs against the side wall of the van.

The van started moving and the journey to wherever had begun. A speaker crackled into life:

“Welcome aboard guys. I think it is fair to tell you that we can watch you via the dashcam on the roof of the van interior. We can also hear every word you say via built in microphones. We have a long journey of around 4 hours but we will be stopping in about 10 mins so we can check your restraints and make a few changes. We may also stop on route for a short break. So, try and get as comfortable as you can, stay silent and do what you are told.”

It felt more like 20 minutes later when the van stopped. The speaker crackled into life:

“When we open the back doors, you will both remain silent. We will be checking your handcuffs and removing the rest of your clothes. For the next two weeks you will both remain naked, something you will have to get used to.”

The back doors opened, and three guys stood looking into the van admiring their catch.

Harry: “You will call me Master Harry; this is Master Seth, and this is Master Nathan. You will always address us as MASTER or SIR, we don’t mind which. You look good, nice torso and nice feet, time to see what the rest of you looks like. Matt first, come on, out of the van. Darren, you stay where you are.”

Matt got to his feet and jumped out of the van, his soft soled bare feet landing on sharp stones and other path side detritus was his first introduction to what was to come. He gave a small response to the pain and as instructed moved around to the side of the van. Harry removed the handcuffs and gave Matt a sheet of paper with some text on it. Harry said, “You are about to record a statement on video. Read the text I have given you and put it in your own words.”

Matt stood in front of the camera and made his statement.

“My name is Matthew Evans, and I am making this statement to give evidence that I am about to willingly provide a minimum of two weeks and a maximum of six weeks of indentured servitude. I will willingly submit to all sexual activities and punishment, which I know will at times be extremely painful and may cause marks on my body. I am in full agreement with doing this and will not afterwards bring any criminal accusations against my friends who are enslaving me. This is just a fun experiment in servitude between college friends. This is my free will, and I am in full knowledge of what will be done to me and of the consequences of my desire to partake in this adventure.”

Matt was stripped naked and the handcuffs replaced.

Harry: “Are the cuffs too tight boy.”

Matt: “No Sir they are fine.”

Harry: “Let me have a good look at you boy.”

Harry spent a good 10 minutes running his hands over Matts chest spending time examining his nipples and down into his jeans to fondle his cock and balls.

Harry: "Nice boy, nice size uncut cock, let’s take a real look at see what we have to play with.”

Harry grabbed Matts crotch and squeezed while passionately kissing him on the lips. Matt did not resist knowing that compliance was the best and safest reaction. Finally, he was standing bollock naked in handcuffs by the side of the van. Nathan fastened a pair of leg shackles to his ankles while Master Seth removed Darren from the van.

Darren’s video statement was less formal that Matt’s, but it still fulfilled its purpose.

“I am Darren Sears, and this video is to prove that I agree to being a slave for up to six weeks. Anything that happens to me physically or sexually is consensual. I am doing this of my own free will. I will not bring and criminal charges against my friends after this fully consensually agreed camping trip.”

From within the van Matt could hear Darren responding to being stripped fondled and kissed. He also heard that Darren begged not to be taken to complete nudity but of course his begging was ignored and after a short while a naked shackled Darren was thrown into the back of the van.

Harry: “Well we have two nice slave boys. You both have good bodies, and we are going to have a good time with you. But Darren, you must learn that begging from this point onwards will result in you facing punishment. We demand total instant utter obedience in every single way. This time we will overlook your begging, but it will not be tolerated again. We will not hesitate to inflict severe physical punishment if you resist. So, you need to prepare yourselves for what is to come. You are our work slaves for two weeks and will fulfil any task that we set. You are our sex slaves too. You will suck our dicks, swallow our cum, be fucked by us and maybe we will enjoy watching you fuck each other. You are our entertainment. We will also enjoy torturing you, inflicting pain for our pleasure. This outing for you is not a holiday, it is penance. The place we are going is a very well-equipped private facility in deep woodland. The owner is a well-known BDSM slave Master and he employs like-minded staff to help run the facility. You will find yourself interacting with them from time to time. We will now leave and our next stop for you will be our parking area at the facility, well away from the eyes and ears of the world. So, find a way to be as comfortable as possible. Oh, one more thing, we will always be honest with you. If we make you a promise, then it will be honoured. We will be switching off the camera and microphones in the back of the van for the rest of our journey. You are free to chat in private, we think you need that opportunity. One other promise is that over the next two weeks you will get to know us and each other intimately. See you later. We have a good 4-to-5-hour drive ahead, maybe longer.”

The van engine started, and the journey began.

Harry: “Take a look at the camera in the roof, the red light will go out now, we are no longer watching you. To the left of the camera, you will see a green light, that is the microphone, the light will go off now. You have privacy.”

Maybe 15 minutes into the journey, it was Matt that broke the silence.

Matt: “Darren, are you ok mate?”

Darren: “Just afraid I suppose. I mean look at us, naked, handcuffed, shackled. Fuck man, what is going to happen to us?”

Matt: “I think what they said would happen, work, sex and pain. Both of us can work hard, both of us can handle pain to some degree but neither of us have any experience with gay sex. They are going to watch us fuck each other for entertainment while they drink coffee and eat popcorn. They are going to expect us to sexually pleasure them, and they are going to abuse us as much as they can. That is going to be the hard thing for us to deal with. We are not even close to being ready for that. We have no experience. Dude, would you rather your first experience be with someone who is forcing you or with someone you have chosen to have sex with? I mean we have known each other since we were 7 years old. We are very close friends. What I am trying to say mate is that maybe we should make use of our friendship and get some experience. If someone is going to cum down my throat I would rather it be you than a stranger who is forcing it on me. OH, FOR FUCKS SAKE! Darren, should we suck each other off. We can’t do much more, other than kiss, handcuffs and stuff not permitting but we can at least stop these bastards from being the first to take us and when we do have to fuck each other in front of them, well maybe after this van ride, it will mean more to us. At least it will be for us and not for them. Who knows if we get ourselves in the right position, maybe, look, if this is offensive to you and stuff, well, I am sorry. It’s just a thought.”

There was silence in the van for a good 20 minutes. No response from Darren and Matt was worried that he had gone too far. It was then that Darren responded by touching lips and the boys began their first experience with each other. Neither of them knew what lay ahead but they were entering into a new relationship, one that went much closer than friendship.

It became obvious that the van had gone offroad. The noise of the wheels on smooth tarmac had changed to the sounds of driving on a rough road surface. They had to be getting close to their destination.