No relief

The assistant walked over and looked at the bulge that was in Bill's hand.

"That's way too big a piece of meat for a **** to be waving around." He grinned at Bill as he said, "I'll get a cage".

Tyler grunted into the gag urgently as Bill unzipped the front of his rubber trousers and eased his cock into view. Semi-erect, it bobbed in front of him.

"Damn! He's a big one," said Bill. He leaned in close to Tyler's hooded head and whispered. "Big, meaty and horny by the look of it. Time to make sure you stay on edge for a long, long time."

As he spoke, he clenched one hand around Tyler's balls. A lance of pain went through him and he struggled, but Bill squeezed harder and he yelled into the gag. The sudden pain caused his cock to droop.

"Quick, dude, before he chubs up again."

Bill stepped forward with a lattice of metal in his hand. He quickly stuffed Tylers soft cock inside it, having to curl it up to fit. His balls went into separate chambers and then the whole locked shut, leaving Tyler with his balls locked inside a metal sphere. It hung awkwardly between his legs, until Bill pushed it back inside the rubber trousers and zipped them close again, leaving him with a rather sexless looking bulge. Bill turned to the assistant.

"He's pretty hairy down there."

"He's pretty hairy everywhere."

"Oh yeah?" He turned back to Tyler with a grin. "Maybe the **** needs a shave?" Tyler grunted in panic at the thought of Bill seeing his face and Bill roared with laughter, rubbing his hand across Tylers rubbered head as though the man was a dog.

"Don't worry, I'm too busy today - maybe next time." Bill walked away from Tyler to have a chat with the assistant. He hoped that Bill would leave and he might be able to get the assistant to release him. Instead, Bill turned around and said. "I take it he's buying all of that?"

"Not sure, want me to ungag him and ask?"

"No, just get his wallet and his credit cards. He'll sign for it if you take a few photos of him with his hood off."

Tyler grunted at the two men, hoping to distract them - he really didn't want them to see his police ID.