Jason laughed at Martin as he pissed on him “Every second of piss, a minute with my rancid shi
Jason laughed at Martin as he pissed on him “Every second of piss, a minute with my rancid shirt and pants locked over your head!” Martin regretted drinking three liters of beer in the bar now knowing the true deal he was locked into. Martin reached up and grabbed Jason by the neck wrapping a chain collar around his neck. He pulled it tightly choking him and said “You’ll stand right there and let me smother you in my stinking shirt and pants for the next hour and a half!” Jason made a gurgling creaking sound as he choked with the collar pressed into his neck, he became weak at the knees and sat on the steps, Martin took this chance to pull the collar off and quickly force his dripping wet shirt over Jasons face along with his pants. Jason screamed and grabbed at the pants but was already too late as Martin was faster than Jason in wrapping the collar around his neck and locking it tightly squeezing the pants into his skin, holding his head in a stinky cocoon of piss soaked cotton. Jason screamed and made gurgling cries beneath the wet pants and shirt. Martin laughed and said “Hey iPhone, set my timer for an hour and a half.” His phone set a timer and he walked away. Jason stumbled up to his feet, he could barely see through all the piss soaked fabric over his face. He walked behind the bar and sat on a chair near the dumpster, Martin appeared and wrapped him in duct tape to the chair and said “I knew you’d do this, stumble around look for a comfortable chair of some sort. You’ll stay right here til the bar closes in an hour and a half from now and they take out the trash, that’s when they’ll let you free if they are nice.” An hour and a half passed, Jason suffered in the wet warm piss soaked confines. The barkeeper opened the back door and yelled “Hah, gay bar and theres a guy tied up with a piss soaked shirt on his head out back. Nothing unusual here. I may as well add my mark!” he walked up and pissed over Jasons face and chest laughing as Jason woke up screaming and gurgling as he drank the piss out of the shirt. The barkeeper said “I’ll let you free, when you win ten rounds of jeopardy with me.” He pulled out his phone and started asking questions. The game was hellishly difficult, talking with a mouth full of piss soaked cotton was hard for Jason. He eventually gave up and said “I can’t do it man, I’m suffocating in here and you’re just making me lose one round after another. Where is that little fuck Martin that tied me up!” The barkeeper squeezed another load of piss out over Jasons face and made him gag saying “He will get back when he gets back, each time you talk out of answering a Jeopardy question on my phone, I get to pour more piss over you. If I run out of piss I’m gonna pour the piss that drips into the bucket under the chair over your head!” Martin returned three hours later to Jason crying and making gurgling sounds as the barkeeper stood over him. He laughed and said “Fucking pathetic, I knew you couldn’t take the jeopardy challenge either. You should have just laid there on the steps for the hour and a half instead of coming to the hot chair! Now you can stay tied in the hot chair being bathed in the hot piss of every man that needs a piss, for the whole weekend!” The barkeeper laughed and walked inside with Martin saying “What a great idea to invite Jason to ‘help out’ with our urinal replacement this weekend” -- source link
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