Funfair Trap: House of Horrors m/m/m

Postby jak2002003 » Thu Dec 26, 2013 10:03 am

part 1
Travelling funfair.

Late summer, and the small town welcomes the old travelling funfair and small circus back. Its not too popular with the kids of today, is very old fashioned, and the rides are small and old. But it does have a good circus show, and the tunnel of love, and the house of horrors still attract a good amount of interest.

One of the people visiting that evening, Lee, is a young man, 19 years old, tall and slim and bored in the small town. He is an only child, and a bit of a loner. He grabs a hot dog and a soda, and sits down waiting to see if he can see any other guys form his college. As he is waiting he notices a sign on and notice board:
URGENT: JOB VACANCY
Male actor required for the House of Horrors
Applicants to apply in person at the house of Horror.

Lee smiles to himself. A bit extra money would not be unwelcome. He needs something to do anyway, and it could be fun. He gets up and heads to the House of Horror building at the far end of the field.

He goes around to the back door and knocks. The door opens and Lee looks up startled to see a well build very tall man dressed in a black cape and devils mask. The man reaches up and takes off his mask, smiling at Lee..
''hello, and what can I do for you my young man''? he asks in a deep voice.
Lee explains that he saw they needed an actor for the 'show'.
''oh yes, do come in''. the man ushers Lee inside the dark wooden building, after quickly glancing around to make sure no one saw him go in. He closes the door and locks it with a bolt.

He is shown around the inside of the building, shown the sets and models, one room filled with models of witches and vampires, another depicting a graveyard, with a flick of a switch ghosts and zombies rise form the graves. Lee laughs .. its all very cheap and unrealistic, but he keep that though to himself.

''something amusing Lee''? Asks the tall man.
''Oh no, its great''
The taller man looks at him ''I know its not too realistic, that why we spice it up by throwing in a few 'surprises' in there... thats what we need the live actors for''.

The man opens up the door to the next room, in which is a scene from a castle dungeon, with coffins, torture chairs, racks, and pits covered with iron grating, together with huge metal vats of fake flaming coals.

''now this is your room for this evening Lee, its very easy work, all you have to do is spend an hour laying an that table over there''. He points a leather gloved hand over to a huge heavy wooden table.....
''its called 'the rack', it was used as an instrument of torture''.
Lee looks at the thing, but before he has chance to say anything, the man hands him a heavy bag.......
''your costume is in there, I think it will fit you'', I will go and check the other actors are ready, and Ill be back in a moment. Please hurry, oh, and please were EVERYTHING as it is important to get you in the right frame of mind''.
The man steps out of the room and shuts and locks the door.

Lee shrugged, thinking the guys is a bit strange. He puts the bag on top of the table and opens it. He pulls out a white satin shirt, complete with ruffs down the chest and on the cuffs. He takes off his T shirt and fastens up the silky lace up shirt. Its tight on him, and shows off his muscular chest. Nest he pulls out a pair of white satin shorts........they must be underwear. He thinks it strange to have to wear them, but he takes off his own briefs and pull up the tight fitting shorts.

Finally he pulls out a pair of shiny black leather jeans. These are also laced up the sides. He pulls them on, and they are very tight on him. He can just about fasten them up. After he fastens the leather belt, he pulls out a pair of leather boots. These fit him better. He is just finished when he hears the door getting unlocked and the man walks back into the room.

''Arr, you look the part, you will be the perfect kidnapped prince''.
Lee looks unsure....
''I think these clothes are too tight for me....do you have a bigger size''
The man eyes him up and down slowly.
''they will do nicely. we don't have much time, the first group will be coming around any moment. just get up onto the table now''.
As Lee lays on his back on the wooden rack, the Horror house owner is busy putting the boys old clothes into the bag and takes it out through a door hidden in the set wall. As he returns Lees eyes widen as he sees the big man is carrying lengths or shiny chains!
''What are they for''? he asks nervously.
He start to sit up, but the man firmly pushes him back down onto the table.
''lay still, I have to chain you down to the rack''
As the man begins to chain each of Lees wrists to metal loops in the side on the table, Lee starts to get second thoughts about this new job.
''er, look do you need to do that''
But the man ignores the boys question and starts to chain his booted ankles tightly together..
''hey, that is a bit on the tight side''
The man grins up at him
''Its got to be realistic for the show, and it won't be for too long''

In the end Lee is chained down securely to the rack. The chains glisten around his leather clad legs, and around his upper torso, covered in the shiny shirt.
The man stands over the chained down boy and looks him slowly up and down.
One hand reaches forward and tugs at Lees shirt to open it up, showing the young mans smooth chest and nipples.

He starts to run one rough hand over the boys smooth skin, over his chest, and then squeezing his nipples gently....
''HEY GET OFF ME MAN WHAT ARE YOU DOING''
Suddenly the lights go out, and the creepy loud music start to play, and some dim red and green lights turn on....with dry ice smoke setting the scene.
''Its time for the show to begin my handsome prince'' the man laughs evilly, and pulls out a silk scarf from his pocket.
''I've changed my mind, please, I just remembered I got to be somewhere''
The man leans close to Lees hear.....''your not going anywhere for a long time, now be a good captive and open up you mouth''.
''No NO, let me go''!!! Lee clamps his mouth tight shut,
but the big guy clamps a hand over Lees leather pants crotch and squeezes his balls firmly,
''Arhhh..'' Lee opens his mouth with shock, only to have the ball of silk scarf shoved into it.
Then he cleave gagged with another black silk scarf, with it knotted tightly at the back of his head.

Just them the doors to the roof open and the first crowd of House Horrors guests come in, lead by an elderly creepy looking man dressed as a executioner, complete with plastic axe.

The big guy who has got Lee chained down so helpless, quickly put back on his devils mask, and a hood. He walks around the room scaring the people, who laugh and scream.

All the time Lee struggling in the chains, making them rattle. His leather chained up legs straining up and down as much as the bonds allow, his gagged head shaking from side to side. He bare chest heaving and getting covered in sweat.

Other fake 'victims' fly out of coffins, come up from the ground, causing more screams and laughs.

As they the group near Lee, the boy struggles more and more to get free.....but the people think its part of the act. Now the huge devil man stands behind the chained prince and pretends to heat up a branding iron in the fake flames. The he acts like he is torturing the satin and leather prince with the glowing branding iron.

Re: Funfair Trap: House of Horrors m/m/m

Postby canuck100 » Thu Dec 26, 2013 12:56 pm

Where do I have to go to apply for this job? :)

Great story! I wonder if he'll come back to the job the next day...

Re: Funfair Trap: House of Horrors m/m/m

Postby kidnapplz » Fri Dec 27, 2013 1:30 pm

OMG. LOVE IT plz go on

Re: Funfair Trap: House of Horrors m/m/m

Postby jak2002003 » Sun Dec 29, 2013 9:25 am

Lee pulls on the chains, and wiggles about with all his strength. His face covered in beads of sweat. The group stand there, some looking about the room, others at the chained down tightly gagged prince.

One small boy at the front notices Lees frightened desperate eyes. He is standing nearest to the table and can just make out what Lee is shouting through his tight cleave gag.

''helppmmmh helpmmmhh pleasphh, murphhhts nophh auh gamemmm.. helphhh me..''

He looks up and tugs on his mothers coat...
''Mom, that man is saying he wants to get untied and he wants help''

Lees Devil masked kidnapper can hear the boys conversation, and quickly clamps one big leather gloved hand tight over the struggling boys gagged mouth, and bends down over Lee, and whispers in his ear..
''shut the @%$# up, they ain't gona hear you now''.

The boys mother looks from the boy to the scene in front of her. But she just laughs and says
''don't be silly dear, its just a show, its pretend, not real''.

Then she ushers him out through the door, following the rest of the group, and Lee watches, tears in his eyes as the door closes shut behind them.. giving one last desperate yell for help under the mans leather gloved hand MURRRPPHHHH!!!!!

Then he hears his kidnapper laughing. He turns his gagged face up to him, only to see him groping himself and rubbing the crotch of his pants.

''I can't tell you how sexy you look Lee, so sexy, all chained up tight, helpless, in those tight shiny leather pants, and that silky shirt''.

Lee wiggles as he feel the mans hands running over his body, squeezing and rubbing over his leather bulge.

''yes, you are so helpless, there is no hope of escape from me, my poor kidnapped prince''.

MURRPHHHHH!!!!!

''tut tut, you are being are naughty boy aren't you, I can see I am going to have to punish you, that kid could hear you begging for help, I can't take that chance again, I have to make sure no one will be able to understand you''.

The man rushed out of the room, through the hidden door, only to return in moments with some things in his hands.

He help them up in front of the boys face. Lees' eyes widened and he shook his head for side to side, but the man got to work.

First he tied another, tighter bandanna gag through the boys already tightly gagged mouth. Then a wide white satin scarf over the rest of the gags. This covered his mouth and went just under his nose and just above his chin in a wide bandage.

Lee struggled, flexing muscles, making his leather jeans creak, as the final gag was applied. This was a wide black leather strap, the man fastened the shiny metal buckle over the top of the other gags.

Then he stood back to look down at his captured prince charming.

''there that will ensure no one can hear a word you say'', laughed the man. ''and to make sure you don't jerk about too much and look to desperate to escape''........

He stepped back and slowly turned the large wheel at the top of the table. 'click, click click'

Lee moaned under the gag as he felt his chained body being stretched out over the table......this was not just a prop for an act... this was a working torture rack!!!

The young mans leather clad body was stretched out just enough not to be painful, but enough to ensure he was unable to wiggle about or move his chained legs up and down.

The man loomed over the boys helpless body, and started to unfasten the boys belt, then unfastened the helpless boys leather jeans, allowing him to look at Lee's big bulging package in the shiny satin shorts. He started to stroke it up and down with the leather gloves sliding over the silky shorts.

Re: Funfair Trap: House of Horrors m/m/m

Postby mikeybound » Sun Dec 29, 2013 8:54 pm

Great story. I've noticed that you seem to like hiding a victim in plain sight, surrounding him with potential help only to subvert escapes.
When will you return to other stories, like The Magician?

Re: Funfair Trap: House of Horrors m/m/m

Postby jak2002003 » Sun Dec 29, 2013 11:48 pm

I have an ending for the Magician story, but I don't like it!!! I need ideas.., if you have some let me know please.

Re: Funfair Trap: House of Horrors m/m/m

Postby jdpeter » Wed Jan 01, 2014 6:30 pm

Excellent story. please go on. There were other guys tied up? is that going to come up in the story?

Re: Funfair Trap: House of Horrors m/m/m

Postby jak2002003 » Thu Jan 02, 2014 1:16 am

Lucky for the whimpering chained up 'prince charming', the horror music started up again.
His captor sighed
''oh, looks like the next group is on their way, never mind, we can continue our fun later, can't we''
Murrphh!!!
The man pulls on his demon mask, and fastens up Lees leather pants and belt, so one can can see he has been 'tampered' with a little.

As them larger groups is show around by the little guy with fake axe, Lee does his best to struggle and attract attention, be all the poor boy gets is people pointing and laughing as walk around.

The big guy puts on a show, scaring people. He notices a very handsome tall man at the back of the group, with his girlfriend, her arm around him, her hand stroking over his tight faded ripped Levis butt.

As the show continues, he notices the couple break off and stand against the wall in the shadows. The man has the woman pressed to the wall and they are kissing. The mans tight Levis ass slowly moving up and down as he grinds his crotch against her, one of his hands going up her leg...

The girl is not too pleased, and she get angry at him....
''not in here Danny, stop it, that is all you think of!!!....''
But he continues to kiss her... she gets really mad and slaps his face...
''I said no, I am sick of this, all you are interested in is sex''.

The man backs away,
''come on honey, its not like that''

''She pulls away from him and storms out of the room, pushing past the others in the group.. looking back she shouts..
''I'm going home with my friends, they were right about you.. were finished''.

The man curses under his breath and leans back against the wall, looking very frustrated, and an obvious swelling in his skintight dusty ripped Levis.

Our kidnapper sees his chance. He quickly goes behind the scenery...

The tall blond man puts a hand into his jeans pocket to re adjust himself, and as does he stand up from the wall. Behind him a sliding panel opens silently.. through the dark gloom inside, comes a shiny leather gloved hand holding a rag.

Suddenly the unsuspecting handsome guy has a leather gloved hand clamped tight over his nose and mouth from behind him. His hands reach up to grab hold of the glove, but the kidnapper grabs one wrist and twists the mans arm up behind his back.

He is pulled back, loosing his footing, back into the gloom......He is yelling under the leather glove, as he can see the last of the group leaving, going into the next room. No one looks back to see him getting dragged away, the sliding door silently closing behind him.

The chloroform on the rag makes the man dizzy and weak, but the kidnapper does not allow him to pass out.

The man now lays sprawled face down on the dusty wooden boards behind the set. His kidnapper kneels over him, and pulls the mans wrists behind his back. He gets to work securing them tightly with rough old rope, looping each wrist and then joining them in the middle, making tight snug rope cuffs.

The deep slow groaning of the bound man turns the kidnapper on. As the man starts to wake up from his drugged state, he starts to roll from side to side gently, pulling as his tied wrists, the kidnapper can see the mans firm muscles flexing on his upper arms, as he is wearing a sleeveless T shirt.

The man starts to get an idea he is in danger. He struggles more, and tried to get up, raising his sexy tight Levis ass in the air. The man in the demon mask stands up, and puts his boot on the tied mans butt and pushes it back down.

''keep still, understand?''

But, this man is strong, and has a lot of fight in him, he is not going to make this easy.

He spins himself around on the floor and tries to kick out at his attacker.

The devil mask man steps back out of the way quickly, and his prisoner quickly get to his feet and makes a run for the wooden door, hands tied behind him.

The kidnapper only stands there, wearing his scary mask. Watching.

The desperate man pushed at the door with his shoulder, but it won't open. He spots the door handle, and turns his body around, grabbing the handle with his tied hands he twists and tugs at it frantically. But it won't open.

''Stupid stupid man....do you think I would leave the door unlocked''.. The kidnapper laughs as he pours more choloraform from a bottle onto the dirty rag, and slowly walks up the the man, his heavy booted foot, making loud footsteps on the wooden floor.

The man looks from side to side, frantically trying to find another way out, but he is cornered.

As the kidnapper approaches the man tries to run, pushing past him, be the kidnapper trips him over with one of his booted feed. The poor man landing with a thump onto the floor.

He is winded and has no strength to get up, as the kidnapper lays down on top of the mans back, his weight pinning the man to the ground.

''no no, please let me go'.. noummphh murphhh@@

Its too late and the House of Horrors kidnapper holds the drug soaked rag over the mans nose and mouth, feeling the sexy guys body writhing under him, his firm Levis ass grinding into the mans own crotch, getting slower and weaker, and finally his victim passes out.

Re: Funfair Trap: House of Horrors m/m/m

Postby jak2002003 » Sat Jan 04, 2014 10:49 pm

Now another group come into the House of Horrors, laughing and screaming. They pass through several rooms, and then enter the torture chamber.

The see the dummy zombies, and ghosts flying about, and they see the prince strapped down to his table. Now the poor boy is too weak to struggle much. All he can do is moan into his tight smothering gag. He is almost giving up.. so many people all thinking he is just an actor.

In the far corner of the room there is some banging and moaning going on. As the group near that area, they see a large Egyptian Coffin standing up against the wall. Then can also see standing in front of it are to figures... One is the tall man, with his devil mask and long black cloak. He is standing with his back to the onlookers, and seems to be wrapping something up with wide white bandages.

A guy in the group get closer to see.. he can see that the devil man is busy wrapping up a struggling figure tightly in the bandages. The 'mummy' is wiggling about, his entire body wrapped tightly in the cloth. Even his head is wrapped up, only the mans wide eyes are showing though a cap in the bandages, and also his mouth....

The man from the group looks closer.....although its very hard to see in the dark gloom and the green light, he thinks he can see the mans mouth is stuffed up with a wad of bandages, he can see the man trying to push them out of his mouth as his approach.

But his kidnapper also notices, and quickly winds his bandage over his victims stuffed up mouth, winding it around and around his head to stop the man spitting out his gag.

The mummy wiggles and moans for help, but the music drowns out his muffled pleas.

More of the group are standing watching now... all smiling.. saying how good the show is. Now the man in the cape and mask keeps winding more cloth in wide strips over the mans gagged mouth, to hide his gag.

Only his green eyes are showing now.....wide and frantic... they dart form side to side, and try to appeal for help form the unaware onlookers as he is pushed back into the open coffin.

Just then is sees his girlfriend at the back of the groups. She is looking around.. She shouts his name several times.....she must have changed her mind about going home.

He tries to hop out of the coffin, but his shoved back hard...

''ah ah, no you don't'', says the kidnapper.. getting a few giggles from the audience.

He fastens several wide leather straps and belts across the front of the coffin to hold his victim inside. Under the bandages the man is sweating and his limbs are aching. The bandages are hiding his rope bound body, in the sexy tight levis, under the bandages.

He gets a glimmer of hope, as his girlfriend looks at him, looks up at his face, her eyes meet his gaze. But her gaze is cut off, as the kidnapper quickly finishes his job, and bandages over the mans eyes also.

The group leave, lead by the small man and his plastic axe. But she stays, looking about.

The mummified man can her her talking to his kidnapper, right next to him!!!

She is asking him if he has seen her boyfriend... describes him, tall, ripped jeans, white T shirt.

The man removes his devil mask and smiles down at her.

''Sorry my darling, but I have not seen him with this group......I did see him leave in the previous group, he was talking about meeting someone on his phone......this he said her name was Samantha''.

All the time the conversation is going on the man is murphing for help and crying into his bandages. Mururphhh!!!!! Murphh!!!!!

The kidnapper turns to him......and pats him on the head....

''will you shut up... the group is gone now you can take a break,... then next will be in here in 5 minutes'''

MUURRRRPHHH!!!!

The hand gags him over the bandages mouth, and looks to the young girl

''he is very enthusiastic about his acting isn't he'', he laughs.

The girl does not give a dam about the guys acting... she is seriously annoyed now as her boyfriend going off to meet another girl. She turns around and storms out of the room.

The man removes his hand form his captives mouth.

'there now, she is gone, finally, and I don't think she will be coming back any time soon''.

He takes off the bandage from the mans eyes , telling him he can relax and enjoy the show.....

He wanks up to the chained down leather and satin prince.

''now my boy, where were we up to last time, before we got interrupted, ah yes''.

He bands over and unfastens the boys belt, and then his tight shiny leather jeans.

He takes off one leather glove, and reaches his hand into the front of the boys silky satin boxer shorts.

''Murrrppp!!''

Lee squirms about on the wooden table, making the chains rattle, and his leather jeans creak.

The kidnapper turns to look at the mummified mans eyes....

''like what you see, cus it will be your turn next''.

The man moans and wiggles, straining at his tight smothering bindings, but its hopeless. All he can do is watch what this pervert is going to do to the struggling handsome young man...and listen to his frightened begging moaning though the huge gag buckled over his mouth..............

Re: Funfair Trap: House of Horrors m/m/m

Postby JHardcastle » Sun Jan 05, 2014 10:15 am

I love this story. Good job so far.

Re: Funfair Trap: House of Horrors m/m/m

Postby bondagefreak » Sun Jan 05, 2014 1:49 pm

Loving this so far!
Very arousing and well written.
You're doing an amazing job, please continue!
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Re: Funfair Trap: House of Horrors m/m/m

Postby tiednw » Sun Jan 05, 2014 2:50 pm

Wow, this is great!

Re: Funfair Trap: House of Horrors m/m/m

Postby jak2002003 » Wed Feb 05, 2014 8:55 am

Feeling the mans rough hand on his naked privates causes Lee so start struggling, the boy trying to slide his leather ass from side to side to avoid the mans hand on his dick. But he is chained down securely and stretched out on the rack, that no amount of wiggling can get him away from the groping hand of his kidnapper.

MURRPPHHH!!!!

He yells into the tight gag the layers of silk scarfs and the buck tight over his mouth reduce his frantic cries to weak muffled grunts and groans.

Being a young man, and always horny too, it is not long before he feels himself getting a hard on and the man runs his fingers up and down the length of Lees dick.

''Ahh good boy, that's right, no use struggling, you are securely chained now, you cant escape me'', the man in the devil mask laughs evilly as he feels the boys dick harden.

He slips his hand out and continues the caress the kidnapped boys manhood over the top of the white shiny satin shorts. The feeling of the silky material sliding over his smooth skin and over his balls makes Lees dick rock hard, and a small damp spot begins to spread on the front of the shorts as his thick dick leaks pre cum.

He shakes his gagged head from side to side slowly, and moans into the smothering gag, begging the man to stop. The chains cling to his body tight, the leather pants sticking to his legs and ass, and the satin shirts soaked with sweat.

Meanwhile, the 'mummy' man encased in the dirty bandages continues to squirm about in the confines of the mummy coffin, the leather belts preventing his form hopping out from his tiny prison. He tried not to look at what that perverted kidnapper his doing to the poor sexy young chained down in front of him, but each moan from the boys gagged mouth, makes him look to see what is happing.

He seen the boy getting a tent in the front of the shiny shorts. Now the mans eyes are fixated on the scene. The boy squirming on the wooden table, his leather jeans creaking and the chains rattling. Then the man begins to feel some movement in his own pants. He is shocked to feel his own cock swelling. The more he wiggles about in the ropes under the tight bandages, the more his cock hardens, trapped down the inside leg of his tight ripped levis, one of the ropes is tied over it, holding it in the uncomfortable position.

He moans and yells into his gag, angry at the kidnapper and what is going on, yelling and swearing under his bandaged gagged mouth, but all his curing going unheard by his kidnapper, only deep desperate moans escape his stuffed and tight gagged mouth.

The kidnapper, in his cape and mask, turns his face to his victim in the coffin.

''shhh, no use making all that noise, no one will hear you, you'll get you turn next''.

MURRRPPP!!!!!!

the mans struggles become frantic, his bandaged up body drenched in his sweat, under the bandages he is desperately trying to loosen the rough rope around his wrists, that are tied behind his back. But the ropes is too tight, and the rough fibres are making his wrists sore.

His eyes glance one again to the scene on the kidnapped prince in front of him, when he hears the boy give one loud drawn out moan into his gag, He seem Lees lean satin and leather covered body arch upwards in the chains, and then the boys dick, having been pulled out of the front of the silky white shorts, shooting his thick cum over and over again, the liquid squirting in an arch over the body restrained body, splattering over his satin shirt, and his smooth chest.

The mans steps back, pulling a rag form his own pants pocket he wipes the thick cum off from the boys shirts and body, pushing his still hard dick back into the shorts and fastening up the boys leather pants. Lee is crying, tears falling down his handsome face, into the gag. His lean smooth body covered in sweat, he is breathing heavily, his chained up body now limp.

The kidnapper now turns around to focus on the mummies big green eyes.

He walks up to his next victim, and starts to unwind the bandages around the mans mouth. When several layers are unwound, the man spits out the balled up bandages in his mouth and demands the man let him go.

''let me go, let me go now man, I don't know what you and that kid are into, but I am not gay, please get me out of here''.

The tall man in the mask stands close to him, and sniggers.

''let you go, I don't think so, not such a handsome catch as you, yes such as strong handsome guy, and ... hmmm, so horny it seems''.

He reaches out his hands and grabs the mans crotch through the bandages, feeling the mans huge erection.

'''get off me you "£$"£! get you filthy perverted hands off me''

But the mans angry protests are cut off, as the kidnapper shoves the dirty rag, soaked the Lees cum, into the mans mouth.

Before the man realises what is going on the kidnapper is re bandages around and around his victims mouth, to hold the gag in place.

Then, and the man breaths in through is nose, and swallows, he lets out a desperate cry into the gag, as he can taste the boys cum, and realises what he has been gagged with.

Just then, the creepy music restarts and the flashing green and red lights start up again, and the fake smoke blown out form the walls.

''Ah, we are interrupted again I am afraid, but don't worry, I will have my fun with you afterwards''.

Again the doors open as another group of teenagers enter the room, laughing and shouting.

Re: Funfair Trap: House of Horrors m/m/m

Postby mikeybound » Wed Feb 05, 2014 10:51 pm

I like it, but this grammar seems kinda sloppy.

Re: Funfair Trap: House of Horrors m/m/m

Postby bondagefreak » Thu Feb 06, 2014 2:22 pm

bondwriter wrote:
mikeybound wrote:I like it, but this grammar seems kinda sloppy.

No, it is not. There are a few typos and formatting issues. As long as there is no proofreading by peers, this should be expected.
As for me, I find it quite entertaining, as some previous stories from Jak2002003. The Evil Magician was fun. I like the way a poor helpless victim's throes are told in this one.


I have to disagree a bit here.
I too found the grammar in this chapter to be a bit lower than that of the previous chapters.
It doesn't really matter much, and I think I speak for Mikeybound as well when I say that it doesn't lower our appreciation of the story.
In fact, I found this chapter to be as hot and as arousing as the previous ones.

Jak2002003, please don't take offence.
I love your work...that's why I am reviewing it after all! :o
It's just that the latest chapter contains more typos than the previous ones you wrote.

In any case, it isn't a big thing.
On another note, the story is just great.
I loved the cum-soaked gag...that was so hot!
I love it, please keep it coming :odd:
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Re: Funfair Trap: House of Horrors m/m/m

Postby tiedlad » Mon Feb 17, 2014 3:43 am

I completely agree. This isn't a spelling bee, who cares about typos? Unless the errors are bad enough to make the story incomprehensible-its the content people are interested in, not how perfect their English is. Now can we put a full-stop on this nitpicking and let the author continue with his awesome story?

Re: Funfair Trap: House of Horrors m/m/m

Postby bondagefreak » Mon Feb 17, 2014 6:11 pm

I apologise for the disturbance I seem to have caused. This wasn't my intent.

Yes, please do continue the story!
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Re: Funfair Trap: House of Horrors m/m/m

Postby Cowboy » Tue Feb 18, 2014 8:30 pm

Jak please keep going.

Re: Funfair Trap: House of Horrors m/m/m

Postby Scottstud94 » Wed Mar 05, 2014 9:09 am

Keep going Jak!

Re: Funfair Trap: House of Horrors m/m/m

Postby tony2 » Sat Mar 29, 2014 10:34 pm

Just dug out and read the story a second time. You are making a great effort in putting your imagination into the minds of your readers. Now you are at the point of improving with more practice. Have faith in yourself and keep writing. The more you do the more you'll enjoy it.
Looking forward to more of this very amusing scene.
If you believe in yourself enough -
nobody else will figure out you're faking it.


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Re: Funfair Trap: House of Horrors m/m/m

Postby Cowboy » Sun Mar 30, 2014 11:57 pm

should continue.

Re: Funfair Trap: House of Horrors m/m/m

Postby mserich » Wed Apr 16, 2014 3:10 pm

This is great; are you going to continue the story?

Re: Funfair Trap: House of Horrors m/m/m

Postby jak2002003 » Sun May 04, 2014 8:25 pm

Well as the next group is looking around the house of horrors, much the same happens. The poor boy chained down in his leathers has just about given up. He is laying there breathing deeply into the layers of smothering gags over his mouth. Wet in his pants from his earlier torment by the evil kidnapper.

The other gay is more active. He is still writhing in his tight ropes under the layers of bandages used to cocoon him. But as usual no one knows what is really going on and he feels like crying as people just point and stare at him laughing.

The crazy kidnapper is playing his part. By now he himself is getting tired from all the excitement and energy needed to capture and restrain his victims. He looks at the 2 men.. walks over to them, checking their bindings and gags. Then nods at they tour guide in his little creepy costume. ''I am going out for a smoke for 10 minutes.. make sure no one gets near to our 'actors' won't you''?

The smaller guy nods and pulls some red ropes out and starts to cordon off the areas around the living displays.

The kidnapper leaves through a back door and stands outside the back of the wooden house of horrors building. Its evening now.. the sun has set and the fairground is a sea of bright flashing coloured lights and loud music. Everywhere people are laughing, enjoying the rides and eating snacks. He sits in the dark shadows where the lights don't fall... pulling off his mask he light up his cigarette and starts to smoke.

As he sits there he spots a guy staggering towards the back of the building. He sees to be rather drunk. He is on his own. As he gets nearer is sees the man is wearing a pair or short tight white nylon running shorts, white sneakers, and a running vest. The man does not see him lurking in the shadows as he walks up to the back wall of the building. He spreads his legs and slowly pulls down the front of his shiny shorts. He has his back to the kidnapper as he begins to take a piss against the wall.. where he thinks he is out of sight of other people.

Now our kidnapper is always careful about not taking victims from outside.. its too easy to get caught. He tries to resist and stand to go back inside. As he does the man in the shorts lets out a long sexy groan of relief as he keeps pissing against the wall. That groan makes the kidnappers sex stiffen in his pants. It seals his fate.. the kidnapper can not resist.

After a quick check to see there is no one watching.. he walks silently up behind the tall slim guy. Then taps him on his shoulder.

The man turns his head in surprise and stops peeing, quickly pulling up the waistband of his shorts. He looks shocked.

''what are you doing behind here.. you know this of off limits to the public''?

The drunk man turns around rather clumsily and looks worried/

''oh, sorry, I just needed a piss''.

''are you drunk..?. your breath smells of alcohol, we have had a lot of trouble with drunks getting starting fights around here''.

The man shakes his head ''no I only has a few beers''.

''And.,. come to think about it.. we have had a lot of trouble with vandals and people stealing money from our fair.. yes.. only tonight our security guard was telling all the staff to be on the lookout for a guy he spotted several times... actually you look just like the man he described to me... about 6 foot, cropped hair.. slim... you wound not know anything about that would you''?

The poor guys started looking very worried and confused. ''no sir.. I don't know anything, honest.. look I have to get going home now.''

The house of horrors man threw his used cigarette to the floor and stamped his leather boot over it.

''and just how are you getting home may I ask.. driving while drunk''?

The man looked down...

''err.. well I only live close, and I am not too drunk.. and .. er.. actually I am jogging home.. yes.. I don't have a car''.

The kidnapper grinned.. ''really, you don't have a car.. well what is that in the back pocket of you shorts.. show me''!

The younger man was shocked by the mans stern voice... and without thinking pulled out a set or his car keys and showed them to the man.

''tut tut tut.. looks like you have been lying to me.. which makes we wonder what else you have been lying to me about.. like the robberies and vandalism...I think you better come with me to the security office... we call the police''.

The man shook his head.. ''no please, honest I did not do anything'.

The big man grabbed the younger mans should and turned him to face the wall.

''put you hands behind you back''.

''What.. why.. what are you doing man.. come on I did nothing wrong''. Said the young man in a worried desperate voice.

Then he felt the cold steal of a handcuffs around his wrists, and heard them getting clicked locked tight behind his ass.

''what are you dong. come on.. you don't need to handcuff me do you''?

The kidnapper replied '' its a precaution.. you could be violent.. I don't want you to hurt anyone, or yourself.. no get moving we have go''.

He turned the newest victim around and started to march him towards the back door of the house of horrors building, looking around again to check no one is watching. He kicked the heavy door open with one foot and pushed the man inside... which was easy as he was frightened and unsteady with the alcohol.

'hey where are you taking me.. this is not the security office''.

The kidnapper replies by telling him to shut up.. and clamping one of his big sweaty hands tight over the boys mouth..

''murpph''!!! He struggles as he is forced into the dark gloom of the back room.. his silky nylon shorts ass sliding over the crotch as the kidnappers pants. Behind them the heavy wooden door swings closed with a loud bang and then the place in pitch black..........................
''Now to get you ready for the next show ha ha ha ''..........

Re: Funfair Trap: House of Horrors m/m/m

Postby jak2002003 » Sun May 04, 2014 9:15 pm

Jim was a police man. It was his day off and he decided to go up to see the funfair with his wife and young son. They were having a really good time...the little boy loving the rides. It was not getting late and some of the rides and stalls had started to close. His wife said she wanted to take the boy on one last ride before they go home. Jim suggested the house of horrors, but she told him it was too frightening for children.. His son wanted to go on the little train.

As his wife sat and drank some orange juice watching their son.. Jim decided he would check out the house of horrors himself.. telling is wife he loved it when he was a kid. She nodded, watching him walk off towards the house of horrors.

Get bought a ticket and waited in line with about 4 other customers. 2 young girls looked at him and giggled to each other. Jim was in his late 30s, he was very good looking and had a great body as he worked out every day. He smiled at the girls which made them blush. He was dressed in an old pair of faded wrangler jeans, with a white dress shirt tucked into them. He had a thick leather belt and some cowboy boots on.

Then everyone looked towards the entrance door as it swung slowly open and the little creepy guy comes out waving his fake axe in the air beckoning them inside.. 'if they dare'.

They all walk around from one room to another...Jim is impressed with the sets.. the animated dummies too. he even gets a few frights himself...

Eventually the come to a room through a barred dungeon door.. fake ghosts fly from the ceiling, huge plastic spiders spring up with red glowing eyes. Creepy smoke and green lights fill the room. He sees the big guy, dressed as an executioner with a devil mask over his face. The watcher him approach a table with a take plastic dummy of a woman.. watches as he releases the leaver that makes the guillotine fall and cut off her head.. which was on a spring.. much to the amusement of the group.

Next Jim saw the big man heating up a fake poker in the fake fire and walking up to a figure chained down to a table. As he looked closer he could see it was a real person.. a young man.. dressed in tight shiny leather pants and white satin shirt. The boy was laying motionless on the rack.. as the masked man held the poker to the victims chest. The boys head turned to the onlookers.. Jim was shocked to see such a huge gag in his mouth.., with metal buckle over the top of the wide leather gag. a bit overkill for a house of horrors show. He noticed that the boys eyes looked red and sore.. like he had been crying.. perhaps it was make up. As the boy saw Jim looking into his eyes, he began to moan into the gag. and struggle in the bonds.. the chins rattling. and the muscles in his body flexing. Jim had a strange feeling something was not quite right.

But before he could think anymore the group was moved on to the next display in the dungeon.. the Egyptian mummy coffin.. Looked very impressive.. and the big man in the devil mask motioned to his little creepy helper to open the coffin. The door opened to reveal a mummy inside. It wiggled about and hopped about up and down as much as the cramped space would allow. It threw its wrapped up bandaged body back and forward, making the coffin wobble. Jim could see that the mummy was prevented form escape by several thick leather belts strapped over the opening to the coffin.

He could hear muffled moaning from the mummies mouth.. the bandages over the area where the mummies mouth would be looked extra thick, padded.. like there was more stuffing in the guys mouth. He looked into this actors eyes, which were wide and frantic as the coffin door slowly closed him into darkness. again Jim was concerned. He got a bad feeling in his gut that something was not quite right in this place.

As they rounded the next bend the group screamed and stepped back in shock and a figure in a straight jacked rushed at them.. running at full speed, but then falling to the group as the straight jacketed up man reached the end of his 'leash' a length of thick chain around his neck.. attached to the wall. He fell to his knees. He face looked up to the audience. Jim saw this mans mouth was covered with a wide leather mask.. with metal bars over the front.. as if to stop his biting people...

The man was pulling as his straight jacket, struggling to free himself. Jim looked closer as the helpless man put his face inches from the 2 girls.. who were laughing and hugging each other. Jim noticed the man was wearing sneakers and white nylon running shorts.......a strange costume for a actor playing a mental patient. He noticed too the belt from the straight jacket was pulled up very tight between the mans legs.. that must be very uncomfortable!

The 'madman' saw Jim.. he turned and shuffled on his knees toward him. He looked up his gagged face to Jim. Jim could see now that the man had silver tape covering his mouth under the leather barred mask.. and it also looked like the tape was bulging .. like he had his mouth stuffed with something and the tape was holding it in.

As the little guy ushered the group on Jim saw the big guy turning back to the boy on the table. Quickly Jim extended his hands to unfasten the gag on the straight jacketed man. The man nodding desperately and turning his head to the side to help Jim. Jim reached the buckle at the back of the leather mask and undid it. the mask falling to the floor. Then he peeled off the wide strips of tape from the mans mouth. As he was doing it the man started struggling and moaning loudly into his gag.

''shh its OK, I'll get this off.. keep quiet or that guy will come back''

But the guy just yelled louder and louder.......Jim looked into his eyes.. saw fear and desperation in there.. saw them looking over his shoulder..

As Jim turned his head he just caught side the to man in the devil mask....before he felt a hard blow to the back of his head.. then all was darkness.

Re: Funfair Trap: House of Horrors m/m/m

Postby tony2 » Sun May 04, 2014 9:52 pm

Great -- glad you're still writing.
If you believe in yourself enough -
nobody else will figure out you're faking it.


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Re: Funfair Trap: House of Horrors m/m/m

Postby mikeybound » Mon May 05, 2014 9:21 am

Perhaps we'll finally have a conclusion to one of your tales? I admit I'm thinking about the implications of what happened to this madman's other victims.

Re: Funfair Trap: House of Horrors m/m/m

Postby tiedlad » Mon May 05, 2014 9:27 am

I'm enjoying this too much to even contemplate a conclusion...!

Re: Funfair Trap: House of Horrors m/m/m

Postby chadmc90 » Mon May 05, 2014 10:40 am

Great story! I really enjoy the carnival theme. It puts an interesting spin compared to the usual theme stories on this board tend to use. Can't wait to read the next chapter!
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Re: Funfair Trap: House of Horrors m/m/m

Postby tony2 » Mon May 05, 2014 7:00 pm

If things slow down does he put itching powder in their clothes?
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Re: Funfair Trap: House of Horrors m/m/m

Postby jak2002003 » Tue May 06, 2014 5:15 am

Thanks for all you good comments... its encouraged me to keep going! I just write these stories for pleasure... I got a bit put off by well meaning people criticising my grammar and spelling. English is not my first language, so its hard for me... and its not that important to me... so long as the story can be understood. It would be different if I was attempting to publish a story professionally.