Fundraising

	Rob was still in the basement when Bill came home.  Of course, Rob 
hadn't had a choice in the matter either.  For the last two hours, Rob
had been chained naked to the Soloflex machine by the collar he was 
wearing.  A video camera had been running, making a video to insure that 
Rob worked out the whole time he was down there.  The thermostat had been
turned up to 90 degrees, to insure that he would get a good sweat, so his
freshly shaved body would glisten in the lights.  Rob's cock and balls had
been tied tight with a leather thong before Bill left, and after two hours
was turning a deep shade of purple.  His hard cock hurt every time Rob had 
to lay down and do leg curls.  The camera caught everything for Bill's
amusement later.

	Bill was smiling as he unlocked the collar and gave Rob a big
glass of water.  "I entered you in a weightlifting contest today, boy.
It's next Saturday, and we have a lot of training to do before then."

	"Sir, I won't get much stronger by then, sir."

	"Boy, this is a different kind of contest.  Tonight, we'll see how 
much work  you'll have to do.  There is a fund raiser at the Eagle, and
you are going to help raise some money."  Bill was untying the cord,
letting the blood flow back into Rob's swollen cock and balls.

	"Sir, by lifting weights, sir?"

	"Sort of, boy.  You'll find out soon enough.  Now, go get cleaned
up while I get us something to eat.  I have to keep you strong, boy."

	"Yes, sir."

	By the time Rob had finished showering, Bill was standing at the
door waiting with a pair of black leather locking wrist cuffs.  Rob
dropped the towel, and held his hands out for the cuffs to be locked on.
Then Bill forced Rob's hands behind him and locked the two cuffs together.
Rob was led to the table, where a plate of spaghetti was on the floor.

	"Eat up, boy."

	Rob dropped down on his knees and bent over to get his face to the 
plate.  The spaghetti was cut into small pieces, but was heavily sauced.  
It was going to be a messy meal, but Rob had no choice.  He put his face
to the food and started to work to get his dinner.  Bill finished his
dinner long before Rob had, so he went to the bedroom and got out the rest 
of the outfit he was going to have Rob wear tonight.  By the time Bill
returned, Rob was licking the plate clean.  His face was covered with
sauce and pieces of noodle.

	"Boy, you are a MESS!!"

	"Yes, sir. Sir, may I please have something to drink, sir?"

	"Sure, boy.  You better drink up, cause you won't be getting
anything else for a while."

	Rob drank from the glass that Bill held for him, then Bill cleaned 
his face with a damp cloth.  Bill came back with a leather pecker gag that
he buckled and locked on Rob's head.

	"You don't need to talk tonight, boy."

	Rob stood at attention as Bill locked the collar back on him.  
Then Bill got Rob's clothes - 2 pieces of leather 6" wide by 10" long held 
together by a rawhide strip.  He tied that on Rob as he moaned in the gag.  
He took another piece of rawhide and tied it around Rob's balls - letting 
the ends hang down about a foot after wrapping the balls until they were
tight in the sack.

	"We're ready to go, boy"

	Rob's eyes went wide as he realized he was going to be practically
naked in public!!  Bill hooked a leash to the collar and led Rob outside
and to the car.  During the ride to the Eagle, Bill raised the piece of
leather covering Rob's cock, and played with it till it got hard.  He left 
it uncovered and took his time passing trucks, so they could get a glimps
of the tied up boy's throbbing member.

	Bill parked a block away from the Eagle.  Rob tried to protest, 
but the gag muffled any words.  He was going to be led practically naked, 
gagged, cuffed, collared and with two cords hanging from his balls.  Bill 
got him out of the car and smiled as he showed Rob a pair of leg cuffs,
with 6" of chain between the two cuffs.  Rob groaned loudly when Bill
locked them on.  It took twelve minutes for them to get to the entrance
of the Eagle.

	Rob was led to a cross suspended from chains near the far end of
the bar.  The cuffs were unlocked for a moment as Bill placed him face
out against the cross.  Then the cuffs were locked to eyebolts along the
outside of the cross just below the X.  The leg cuffs were removed and
leather restraints were buckled on.  Then Rob's legs were spread wide and 
each ankle locked to a corner of the cross.  The bartender came over and
gave Bill a head harness with a blindfold attached.  He buckled it on
Rob's head, then roped the harness to each side of the cross, securing
the head and keeping Rob standing straight with his chest tight.

	"Now, it's time for you to do some fundraising, boy!"  A plastic
bucket was secured to the ropes hanging from the balls.  The bucket was
six inches deep and eight inches wide, with a lid covering the top.  The
lid had a slot in the middle wide enough to accept any coin.  Then Bill
took a black magic marker and wrote on Rob's stomach  DEPOSIT YOUR LOOSE
CHANGE HERE

	Bill stepped back and looked at his bound boy.  Rob's cock was
sticking straight out - pushing the leather up and exposing his balls.
The bartender came over for a look, then went over and untied the leather 
strip around Rob's waist.  "I don't think he will need this any longer
tonight", he smiled as he handed Bill the flimsy outfit.  Rob moaned
loudly as this happened,  embarrassed that his shaven body was completely
visible.  What Rob didn't know, since he was blindfolded, was that three
spotlights shown down on him, making sure that he would be noticed.
People started to come by and put their change in the bucket.  Both Bill
and the bartender noticed that the patrons were also playing with Rob's
tits and cock as they passed by.  The bartender smiled as he talked to
Bill.  "Your boy there looks entirely too comfortable.  Think we can
devise something to make his fundraising more interesting?"

	"I think some people have already thought of that!"

	The bartender looked back over.  Rob's body glistened with sweat
in the spotlights.  Part of that reason may have been the heat from the
lights.  Part of the reason though, was what was happening to him.
Someone had attached a pair of tit clamps to Rob's nipples and the bucket 
was swinging wildly.  Rob was yelling through his gag.  Bill came back
over, stopped the swinging bucket, and lifted it up.  It was almost three
quarters full of coins.  Rob's body was heaving as Bill whispered in his
ear.

	"Would you like for this to be removed, boy?"

	"Um hummmmm."

	"It will cost you, you know that boy."  Rob didn't care.  His
balls ached and felt that they had been stretched to his knees.  He 
screamed as the bucket was removed and the rope untied from his balls.
Bill reached into his pocket and took out the leather thong that was part 
of Rob's outfit.  He tied one end around the head of Rob's cock, looped 
it over the chain of the clamps, then pulled down tight and tied it again 
under the head of his cock.  If Rob's cock started to soften any, his tits 
would get pulled and the cock would spring back to life.  Someone handed
Bill a knife, and he cut the excess cord off.  Bill stepped back to view
his handiwork.  Rob's cock and balls were open and inviting.  Bill smiled 
as an idea developed in his head.

	"Who wants to play with my boy's cock and balls?"   More than just 
a few people expressed an interest.  "You can abuse them all you want, but 
it will cost you $1 for two minutes of play.  No marks or any damage is
allowed, and if you make him cum, it will cost you $10.  Who's first?"

	A man stepped forward and gave Bill $5.  "This gives me ten
minutes, right?"  Bill smiled and nodded.  He took out a small paddle and 
began to tap the bottom of Rob's balls.  There was no response at first,
but the man kept up his steady beat.  Soon, Rob began to groan, and with
every tap, the groaning got louder.  The small taps were sending waves of
pain to Rob's brain.  He didn't know how much of this he could take, but
there was no way for him to stop the assault.  By the time the ten minutes
were up, Rob was sobbing openly.

	The next guy gave Bill a dollar and walked over to Rob.  He took
out some ice from his drink and began to rub it all over Rob's cock and
alls.  The ice felt good after the beating, but Rob's cock tried to shrink 
from the cold assault.  No chance, as the tits were pulled down too.  The 
pain in Rob's tits made him moan loudly as the two minutes came to an end.

	One after another came for their two minutes of fun.  One squeezed
Rob's balls, another had a small whip and whipped the underside of the
cock for several minutes.  Another had a pocketful of small clothespins
and decorated the underside of the cock and balls with them.  While they
were on, another gave a dollar and used his fingers to flick the
clothespins back and forth.  Someone else took a cord and used it to
separate Rob's balls as far apart as possible, then paddled them back and 
forth.  It seemed like an eternity to Rob as his cock and balls were
abused.  The pain never seemed to discipate.

	Finally, a young man came over and gave Bill $20.  "I'm gonna make
him cum, sir."  Rob screamed when the young man removed the tit clamps and
the cord around the cock.  "I think his cock needs some lubricant, don't
you?" the young man asked Bill.  "Is this alright to use?"  He showed Bill
a tube of IcyHot.  Bill smiled and said "Make sure you use plenty of
lubricant."  The people who had gathered to watch laughed their approval.

	"I plan to, sir.  I think the whole area needs lubricant, too!!"
Everyone laughed again as he squeezed a large gob of the stuff into his
hand.  He started to rub it in deep on Rob's cock and balls - spending a
lot of time massaging the stuff into Rob's tender groin.  Rob was
thrashing in his bonds trying to cool down his sore cock and balls.  He
tried to beg through the gag, but all that came out were moans.  The young
man put another gob into his hand and began to beat Rob off.  Rob wanted
to shoot bad, to get this to stop, but every time he got close, the young 
man slowed down or massaged more heat into his balls.

	This continued for a half hour when the young man picked up his
pace.  It only took several strokes when Rob shot a huge load that landed
several feet away.  The young man milked Rob dry as he slumped in his
bonds.

	Rob awoke as Bill was putting the last of the cuffs around his
limbs. They were home and in bed.  Rob was naked except for the cuffs and 
hood that covered the face.  Bill rolled Rob onto his stomach, took a
belt and connected the four limbs together in a loose hogtie, and locked 
the belt on.  "You did good tonight, boy, but you better get some rest.
The weekend has just begun."

	Rob moaned in the hood as he knew that this was going to be a
loooong weekend.