[05-30] Public Toilets

Tezuka was terrified, for he was now bound hand and foot and suspended in the men's restroom next to a gas station on the side of the highway! He could even hear the cars speeding by on the highway outside!

He was so panicked he almost cried, knowing a man might walk in at any moment and see him in this shameful and utterly lewd state.

Although not naked, his clothing made him appear even more lewd: he wore a nearly transparent black mesh tank top that accentuated his erect nipples; his lower body was covered by a red skirt that barely covered most of his buttocks, and underneath, an extremely small thong—the kind only prostitutes would wear—his penis tightly bound to his lower abdomen, while his buttocks were almost completely naked, a tempting glimpse even through the hem of his skirt!

Tezuka wore black fishnet stockings held up by garters, which accentuated his long, shapely legs, making them even more alluring and sexy. On his feet were strapless, deep red stilettos; the narrow heels and sharp points made his feet, accustomed to flats, extremely uncomfortable, while simultaneously emphasizing his already tall and muscular physique.

Tezuka's face was heavily made up; his wide lips were painted scarlet, and his eye circles were almost a deep purple, making him feel less like a man and more like a street prostitute! A gag with eyes was stuffed into his mouth, tightly bound behind his head with a leather strap, causing saliva to flow painfully from his swollen mouth down his chin and neck, filling him with extreme embarrassment and shame.

Tezuka's strong, powerful arms were raised high above his head, his hands handcuffed and chained to the bathroom ceiling. His high-heeled feet were shackled to an iron bar, forcing him to stand with his legs spread wide, the sharp heels causing him to wobble and his legs to ache.

What humiliated Tezuka most was the collar around his neck, a long, thin chain dragging on the floor, with an elaborate sign hanging from it that read, "I am a slut, come and fuck me!" At Tezuka's feet lay a large bucket containing the props that filled him with utter humiliation: whips, candles, clamps, syringes, and several dildos of various sizes and lengths!

All of this was the work of the evil and treacherous Atobe! Early in the morning, he and several of his men escorted Tezuka to this highway gas station. Ignoring Tezuka's desperate pleas, they dressed him up in this manner, hung him in the men's restroom, and installed a miniature camera inside. After giving Tezuka some instructions, they left him there alone, dressed in such a filthy and lewd state!

Tezuka was now terrified and on the verge of tears. He was terrified that someone would walk into the restroom and see him in this wretched and shameful state! He knew what would happen if someone came in and saw a beautiful man dressed so filthy and lewdly, wearing a sign that read "I am a slut," hanging there! And if that person happened to recognize him as a policeman in this city… Tezuka didn't even want to think about it!

Time slowly passed; Tezuka had been hanging there for almost an hour. Fortunately, he had only heard the sound of cars stopping to refuel outside, and no one had come in. He began to pray silently, praying that this humiliating torture wouldn't last too long. Tezuka knew that Atobe and his men were definitely watching from the shadows, and escape was impossible. He could only hope that these guys' perverted patience wouldn't last too long. As

Tezuka stood with his back to the toilet door, silently praying, he suddenly heard a man walk in, followed by a surprised cry!

"My God!!"

The man who entered the toilet was clearly stunned by the scene inside, because there hung a muscular boy dressed in an extremely lewd manner!

"Oh...no!!" Upon hearing the scream at the door, Tezuka felt a wave of dizziness. If his hands hadn't been cuffed and suspended from the ceiling, Tezuka would have collapsed onto the toilet floor!

"Father, what happened?!" A younger voice came from outside the toilet, followed by hurried footsteps.

"There are two of them?!" Tezuka panicked even more, his suspended body swaying violently.

"Oh, God!! How could there be someone in here...?!" The son was also clearly shocked.

“I don’t know. But… Mike, let’s go take a look.” The father said, walking towards Tezuka.

“No!!! No…” Tezuka heard the footsteps behind him and desperately begged in his heart, closing his eyes.

“I… am… a… slut, please… come… fuck me?!” The father read the words on the sign hanging on the collar around Tezuka’s neck.

“My God, it seems this man is a shameless bastard!!” The son exclaimed in surprise, his voice clearly filled with surprise and excitement.

“It seems so, and this man must also be a masochist.” The father said, he had obviously noticed Tezuka’s handcuffs and shackles, and the props in the bucket next to him.

“Oh… no, no…” Tezuka pleaded in his heart, opening his eyes in panic. He saw two men in work clothes standing before him: one, an older man in his fifties, balding and with a protruding belly, was staring at him with lustful eyes; the other, a young man of about thirty, was burly and strong, greedily reaching his hand down his waist and inside his clothes to caress his limp penis.

“Are you a pervert? Or a masochist? Or both?” the father asked melancholically as Tezuka opened his eyes.

Tezuka immediately shook his head frantically, mumbling through his gag. But he quickly nodded in shame, his face flushed, almost crying.

Tezuka suddenly remembered that Atobe was watching him! This guy had threatened him that if he didn't do as he was told, he would release the video of Tezuka being gang-raped and tortured in his office throughout the city, and strip him naked and hang him in the city square! This threat hit Tezuka where it hurt! Tezuka would rather die than imagine the terrible blow and humiliation he would suffer if his shameful and miserable appearance were seen by the whole city.

Atobe had already grasped Tezuka's weakness, so he promised that as long as Tezuka did everything he was told, he would never release those videos.

"Mike, this bitch has admitted she's a whore!" the father said gleefully.

"So that means we can do whatever we want to you?" The young man named Mike asked, his hands still under Tezuka's clothes, playing with Tezuka's alluring penis.

"Ugh, ugh..." Tezuka whimpered in humiliation, nodding painfully. His vulnerability was subjected to the powerful kneading of the young man's rough hands, causing Tezuka extreme pain and unbearable suffering.

"Come on, Father! I can't hold back anymore!" the young man said, starting to unzip his pants.

Tezuka immediately let out a muffled, panicked whimper, because he saw that the young man's penis was so thick, almost as thick as Tezuka's wrist!

"Hmm, he seems a little shy!" The young man saw Tezuka's face turn bright red, his eyes filled with pleading and panic as he looked at his astonishingly swollen penis, his legs, spread apart by the iron bar, began to tremble slightly.

"Mike, you don't understand!" The father said, walking to the toilet and urinating.

"Men like this are born to enjoy being abused, to pretend they've been raped or tortured—like now, like acting. That's what satisfies him!"

The father walked back, pulling up his pants, and lifted Tezuka's narrow skirt.

“I bet your buddies tied you up and hung you up here, didn’t they? You filthy bitch!” He roughly reached his hand under Tezuka’s skirt, touching Tezuka’s anus through his underwear, which was practically just a strip of cloth, and laughed.

The old man’s question humiliated Tezuka even more. He painfully drooped his head and nodded slightly as an answer, tears of humiliation finally streaming down his cheeks.

“Oh, this slut is crying! He’s really good at pretending!”

The young man’s words almost made Tezuka faint from shame. He felt the young man’s rough hands trying to peel his pitifully small underwear off his body. But Tezuka’s legs were forcefully spread apart by the iron bars, making it impossible to remove the underwear. So the young man simply took out a small knife and cut the bottom of Tezuka’s underwear, which was practically just a strip of cloth.

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