The guys finish tying you up

"But I think we've heard enough from you, anyway," Leo says. "We need to pick up the pace." Leo reaches into a holdall and pulls out a roll of duct tape. He wraps the tape around your head, covering your mouth with one, two, three, four, five layers of tape.

Meanwhile, Sebastian has you sitting up as he ties a rope around your waist, forming a sort of belt. He uses the loose ends of the rope to tie your wrists to the belt, keeping your hands bound behind you near the small of your back. Then you're pulled to your feet and marched out of the changing room towards the pool. It's a Sunday evening, and now that it's after 5.30 pm, the pool is closed except to members of the water polo team who have exclusive use of the pool during these hours. The last thing you want is for random strangers to see you naked and tied up in the college swimming pool.

You see that one of the large multi-person pool floats, the kind that looks like a kids' paddling pool, has been inflated and is sitting on the poolside. The guys make you lie on your front so that Sebastian can tie yet another rope around your wrists and ankles. He tightens it to pull your legs up towards your arms, putting you in a fairly tight hogtie.

"Okay, that should do it," Sebastian says. "Let's go and rally the others."

"Not yet," Leo says. He takes a length of twine out of his pocket and climbs onto the float behind you. He turns you over onto your back, exposing your dick, which is now soft again. You grunt through your gag as your arms take the weight of your upper body, your legs bent at the knees to try and relieve the pressure of the hogtie on your bound wrists. Leo leans over you, using his elbows to keep you from closing your legs. You yelp when you feel his fingers wrapping around your dick.

"Just a final touch, to keep Will entertained until we come back." Leo ties a noose in the length of twine and slips it over your shaft, making a tight loop that snares your cock and balls. He makes several more loops with the twine before tying it off. He then passes the ends of the twine around your waist, forming a single loop around your body, before tying off the ends of the loop to a hard plastic bar in the centre of the pool float.

"Nice touch," Sebastian smiles. "Now Will won't be able to turn over onto his front. And it keeps him nice and hard and on display for when we get back. I don't think he'll be getting out of this one."

"We'll be back to check on you in... oh... {if Countdown >= 120}about two hours{elseif Countdown >=105}an hour and a half, maybe two hours{elseif Countdown >=90}about an hour and a half{elseif Countdown >=75}an hour and a bit{elseif Countdown >=60}an hour or so{elseif Countdown >=45}about 45 minutes{elseif Countdown >=30}about half an hour{else}sooner than you think{endif}," Leo says. "See you soon!"

The gag muffles the curses you try to yell at your team-mates as they push the float out onto the surface of the water. You're being left alone in the pool - naked, hogtied, and tethered to a fucking pool float by your cock and balls.