To the dark rooms

Alex paused at the entrance to the toilets, checked to see the man wasn't watching and then walked back to the dark rooms. He was sure that that anything illegal would either be in the bar or back there and this gave him a chance to snoop around. He could already feel himself sweating under the double layer of rubber and he was drooling. For some reason, the feel of sweat running under the rubber aroused him and his dick was starting to form a bulge. He tried to furtively adjust it, but the handcuffs made it difficult, and all he could do was adjust it so that it ran across his left thigh.

With his obvious bulge, he entered the dark rooms. There were more people here than before and the air was filled with the scents of leather, rubber, poppers and sex. He could hear grunts and groans from all sides. As he peered into the rooms, he could see that some men were strapped, chained or locked to the furniture there while other men abused them. Men were being fucked and fisted, some were sucking cocks. He gulped - this was something he wasn't ready for.

Alex was ready to head back out when he felt a push from behind and he stumbled into one of the rooms. He turned around to see the man from the bar.

"Did my **** really think I would fall for that? Or did it get lost?"

Alex tried to explain, but the gag garbled his reply. The man smiled wickedly "Does the **** have an excuse? Tough. The **** has misbehaved and now must be punished."

The man stepped forward and Alex raised his cuffed hands to keep him away. That was exactly what the man wanted and he grabbed the cuffs, raised Alex's hands over his head and walked him backwards until Alex had his back against a wall. With a click the man looped a hook around the centre of the cuffs and then pulled on the attached chain until Alex was standing on his toes.

"Now, what shall your punishment be?"