Date: Thu, 29 Jan 2015 15:11:00 +0000
From: ibtow2@gmail.com
Subject: Hollywood Star Part 1

This story is fiction and is not based on any person. It contains gay
bondage, bdsm and sex, all parties involved in this story are over 18 and
you should be the legal age in your country to access the material.
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Hollywood Star Part 1


I'm not telling you my name as I am a Hollywood A list star, I am world
famous, admired and loved by woman and men. I'm 27 years old, I have been
famous since an early age and my career is on a high right now. I am also
hiding a dark secret from the world.


I have know I was gay since my early teens, but when my big break came I
told my then manager and he told me to never come out in public "it would
harm you career man, you would get passed over for any big role" So I
haven't I have hidden it from the public even since, rumors have
circulated in the press and on the internet (I am top of most "Not out in
Hollywood" lists) but I have never publicly came out and have even dated
woman to keep up the front.


I have been very careful on who I have been with when it comes to guys,
most have been other Hollywood/TV stars also in the closet so you know its
not going to come out. Some have been amazing and fantasy's many a man and
woman would dream off. Just searching the fan fiction I can tell you I
have acted out more than one of them. Being in showbiz they are all fit as
fuck, and most of the time the cocks are the best asset that people never
get to see and fuck some of them know how to use it.


Whilst I have done lots of stuff my real fantasy is too dark for many, the
closest I have got is being tied to a bed whilst I was fucked and sucked
off. That cemented my love for bondage but I craved more, much more, I
craved to give up control, to be abused and hurt.


It all started when I started looking online at gay porn, it started with
the normal fucking, sucking then I started watching some bondage and my
cock would spring to action, I would jerk off whenever I could, I then
stumbled on this one site, this one site that fitted every fantasy I had.
Each week a young, fit lad would be abused and tortured beyond the point
most sites would go to. Everything was simple but effective and everyone
of the videos would make me cum twice watching the clips. I long fantasied
about being in that dungeon being the "victim" but I never thought it
would be possible to act out these fantasies.


I was in-between scenes on my latest film, we were filming a scene in a
gym locker room where I was coming out of the shower, so I had spent all
morning looking at my very fit 24 year old co-star walking around with
nothing but a towel around his waist and he never wore anything under it,
so his cock bulge was on display most of the morning. I stack up well next
to him, the advantage of having a personal trainer to get that Hollywood
leading man body. I hadn't shave my chest since going for more adult roles
so my body hair covered my chest  and abs and "spy" photos of me at a
private pool had gone viral and been seen by millions.


We had an extended break in filming (which happens a lot  in movies if you
get a few minutes of footage it's been a good day), so I went to my
trailer and asked to be left alone for while, I needed to release some
tension. My assistant put the word out for me not to be disturbed. I
locked the door, took off my t-shirt and trousers. I was just in my tight
CK underwear. I went into the trailer bathroom and looked at myself in the
mirror. I started to think about my body stretched out, tied down and
being flogged, my cock started to harden instantly and was pushing against
my underwear. I slipped them off and my 8 inch cock was rigid and pulsing.
I grabbed my laptop and opened up a file called Steven. This was one of my
favorite videos from the site, this guy, most likely mid 20's was on a
table his hand tied to each corner as well as his feet, the captor slowly
turned the winch and he was pulled tighter and tighter, when he was pulled
as tight as you think a human could go, he was whipped without mercy.  I
edged out my wanking until the flogging started at that point I burst a
hot load of cum all over the bathroom sink and mirror.


I was still horny after cleaning up the cum from the bathroom I stopped
naked and went to the bed I loaded up the website and looked at the latest
updates and hovered the mouse over the contact button as I had done many
times, but this time for some unknown reason I clicked the button. My
email opened up and I started to write an email about how I loved the
website, had been a member for many years. How I fantasied about being in
one of the videos, how I was famous and couldn't let it be known I was
into this, asking if it possible to be in his dungeon but for it not to be
release. I included a picture of myself from the neck down, naked. If
someone wanted to they could work out it was me from this picture but I
was so horny and worked up about writing the email I didn't care. I click
on send and it was gone.


My horny fantasy world was interrupted by a knock on the door
"You're needed on set".
Fuck, looked down and noticed my cock was rock hard again,
"Five minutes".
I jumped up from the bed and pulled on my underwear and trousers. I opened
the door trying my best to hide my erection but my assistant Tony was at
eye level with my bulge and just stared.
"Tony! Eyes up here don't look at what you can't touch" I joked.
His eyes shot up at mine he smiled, turned red, glanced down at my crotch,
turned and just mumbled "I'll see you on set" and rushed off.
I went back into the trailer, laughing to myself. You see Tony was 25 and
my assistant of 5 years. He was cute, fit (well he takes advantage of my
personal training sessions) and gay which being an assistant in Hollywood
is no great surprise. I had often thought of making a move but never had
the courage.


I put my t-shirt on and locked the trailer and wandered back to stage.
Phone are not allowed on set by this director so that was locked in the
trailer, I would have to wait until another break in filming before I
could check my emails.
Fuck that was a long afternoon, all day in gym locker room scene
surrounded by 10 cut gym guys walking in and out of a shower. We managed
to nail the scenes in the end but it was now almost 7pm. The director had
called cut for the day. We only had a few more days of shooting left
before it was a wrap and I had already penciled time off in the diary. I
needed it after 6 months on set 6 days week. I loved my work and I loved
the money and fame that came with it but I also loved to get away. After
each film is wrapped and before the next one starts everyone know I like
to get away. No phone, no contact with anyone for at least a week.  I
booked a secluded cabin in the Rockies I had used before, its always
booked under a different name but it's beautiful, it's a mile from anyone
and phone reception. It does have internet connection but people know I
won't reply to emails in that week. I almost fall off the grid. I can
relax, be naked by and in the lake, listen to music, play the guitar, read
new scripts and be by myself.


As I opened the trailer my phone was flashing, I picked it up and opened
my email, several scripts had been sent by my manager. A couple of big
budget summer movies and some smaller independent stuff (the type of stuff
award season is made for), some from my publicist confirming the travel
arrangements for the publicly push for my next movie to be released, this
had buzz about it already and I was really happy with the film having been
sent a rough cut a few days before. Then my eyes jumped to the next
message it was a reply from him the owner of the site.


My heart jumped a beat, my cock twitched. I clicked the lock on the door,
pulled off my t-shirt and sat on the bed and read the email.


"Boy, I know who you are from that photo, I have admired your career and
body for a long time. Don't worry I offer a very discreet service for what
you're looking for. You are not the first famous person I have had in my
dungeon. I make money from my video's, so I charge for this service but
you get my guarantee it will never get made public and you get a fully cut
video of your experience and all master copies so you can relive your
fantasy.


I offer 3 different packages, bronze – 24 hours quick sharp and painful
$15,000, silver  - 48 hours longer harder and more painful $20,000 and
Gold – 4 days no limits, no stopping anything goes $30,000. However note
this once you arrive nothing you say and do will stop the experience.


If you are interested respond to this email with your availability and we
will discuss payment and details."


Fuck, my cock was bursting out of my trousers. I read the email again, and
again and without really realizing I replied.
"Sir, thank you for the reply, the gold package Sir I am free for a week
in 7 days time."


I got a reply back in under a minute with payment details and confirmation
that the dungeon was free in 7 days time, as soon as payment was received
he would send details of the location and time to arrive. I logged onto my
bank account and put the details in, the balance was somewhere around $10
million and this was just my day to day account. My last film had grossed
over $700 million at the box office worldwide and my manager was very good
at getting profit share on that so $30,000 was nothing and would be worth
every bit of it to live this out.  I click make payment and sent an email
to say I had paid. I got  a reply back almost right away confirming the
date and location. It was in upstate New York so I could fly home to my
New York apartment and drive to the location. No one would know and
suspect anything as they knew I was going away after the shoot.


The final few days on set were tough both physically and mentally, we were
filming fight scenes so my training had been ramped up. I was in the best
shape I had ever been but my mind was elsewhere most of the time thinking
about what would happen to me. We wrapped on the Friday, the wrap party
was the Saturday night, I would blow off some steam (it turned out I blow
off not just steam but my co-star in the hotel room but that's a different
story but just to say he was as fit as he comes across in the films), fly
to New York Sunday and drive out Monday morning.


I arrive at my New York apartment on the Sunday afternoon, when I arrive
the guard welcomed me and gave me some post, I flicked through it some
letters and rubbish, not much comes here as most goes to my management
company. In the file was a parcel. I got into the apartment and opened the
package, inside was a separate box and a note.


"Boy, inside this box is the start of your experience, open it put it on
and email me a photo, don't hesitate boy this is what you have been
dreaming off."


Fuck how does he know my address here? I rip open the box and inside is a
chastity device with a padlock and no key. My cock twitched. I didn't
think about it I took the parts and in front of the mirror stripped down
and put the device on. I hesitated for a minute when I put the padlock on
but before I knew it the click told me I was locked up. I looked at myself
in the mirror, my hard cock pushing against the cage, my body looking cut.
I had dropped to 9% body fat for this film and every muscle in me was
showing. I suddenly thought I should of wanked off before putting this on
but it was too late now. I took a photo of myself in the mirror and
emailed it off. The reply came in a few minutes. It simple said "good
boy".


My mind raced for the rest of the day. I contacted Tony and confirmed I
would not be contactable for the next week and I will call him when I am
back. He wished me a good holiday and hung up. I tried to sleep but my
caged cock did not want to go down. I watched a rough cut of the early
scenes of the movie I had just finished and liked what I was watching. It
wasn't due out for another year but it looked good already.  I managed to
drop off to sleep about 3am and woke with a shock at the alarm it was set
for 6am. I got out of bed and jumped in the shower. I spent the next 15
minutes trying to get my erection to go down, it worked at last when
running the shower on cold. Even soft my cock was 6 inches and thick and
was a tight fit in the cage.


I dressed and as instructed in an earlier email wore old white tshirt,
tracksuit bottom and no underwear. I packed a bag with my phone, wallet
and clothes to come back in. I got the lift down to the garage, whilst in
the lift I noticed my reflection in the mirror. My arms popped out of the
shirt and my chest showed up nicely and the bulge in my tracksuit bottoms
was very showy. As the door to the elevator opened a woman in her 30's was
stood there, she was looking at her phone, her eyes followed my body up
she lingered over my bulge and carried on up. When she got to face she
looked surprised and smiled. I just smiled back and walked past her to my
car. I get that a lot and I am sure she will be telling her friends of her
encounter.


I got in my car and started the engine, I looked at the time, it was 7:30
I was due to arrive at 10am, it was an 90 minute drive depending on
traffic. I pulled out the garage, music on load and started my drive to
darkness.


The traffic was light for once and I arrived 9am. I pulled up outside an
nice looking house on the outskirts of the town, it looked like a normal
house with iron gates through to the driveway. I'd pulled up on the
opposite side of the road and scanned around a couple of cars had passed
me but it looked quite and most importantly no press were around. Now that
really would be a story. I pulled out my phone sent and email to Tony
saying I was signing off. I checked a few other messages and Tony's reply
a few minutes later saying have a good time and let me know when you are
back.


I was just about to switch the phone off when a message popped up from
him. It simply said "I see you outside in your car, pull up to the gate
and your experience will start." He must have camera's on the road, even
though I couldn't see any. My heart was racing my cock was already pushing
against the chastity device, this was my last chance to pull out. I could
drive away get some bolt cutters and get this device off my cock and
balls. "No" I shouted to myself, I had paid for this, I had thought about
this for years, I wanted this, no I deserved this.


I started my car, put it into gear and pulled up to the gate. It didn't
open right away so I rolled down the window and pressed the button. A
commanding voice came over the speaker.
"Pull in by the garage, enter the door and read the instruction on the
floor, remember once you pull through these gates you can not stop what
will happen to you."
The gates opened, I drove through the gates pulled up by the garage. I
checked my phone one last time and turned it off. I got out the car,
grabbed my bag and stepped out. The drive gates and closed. This was it no
turning back now. I  opened the door and in front of me was a plain
looking garage a single door was in front of me. As well as a mirror on
the wall opposite. The door I had just entered, click shut I looked round
and noticed it had a keypad entry on it so no way of getting out now. On
the floor was a envelope. I picked it up ripped it open and read the note
inside.
"Strip, kneel, wait" was all it said. I put my bag down, pulled off my
trainers, socks and t-shirt. I stopped for a moment Looking in the mirror,
I looked at my body, the hours of personal training had really paid off.
My body was slim but muscular, my chest was chiseled, covered in hair and
large nipples. My stomach was showing an 8 pack now and the V was very
pronounced, my treasure trail covered most my lower stomach and went down
under my trousers.  My arms were bulging as well, I can see why men what a
body like mine. I took my trousers down and looked at the chastity device
my cock was pushing its hardest at it but it was not giving, it was locked
in for who knows how long. I put my clothes and bag in a neat pile and
kneeled on the concrete floor. I put my hands behind my back and waited.
It felt like a long time but was most likely only a few minutes but I
heard the door behind me open. I heard footsteps come up behind me,
nothing was said and no instructions so I just stayed where I was.
Suddenly I felt handcuffs being put on my wrists, they were turned parm
out and the cuffs were put on tight, very tight. The person putting on the
cuffs, stood close beind me and pushed my head back into his crotch, I
could feel his cock on the back of my head, he put a dirty looking jock
strap in front of my face and brought it up to my face, I breathed in and
could smell the musty smell of sweat, cock and piss, I breathed deeper
inhaling the smell.
"I knew you would like these, open your mouth" he said.
It was the same voice as at the gate and the same voice you hear on the
videos, in fact I knew who this was it was the main star of the videos,
this was guy who did the abuse and torture. I opened my mouth and he
stuffed the jock strap in, pushing every last bit in my mouth, he took
some duck tape and wrapped it around my mouth and head several times. I
had no way of getting this jock strap out and I could no not make a sound.
He leaned in and said in my ear "I have been wearing this for the last
week, working out, making videos, and wanking into it, enjoy the taste."
The taste was pungent but my cock was rock hard in its cage and the taste
and smell got me more horny. Suddenly my world was plunged into darkness
as a black out hood was pulled over my head.


I was yanked up by my cuffed arms which were pulled high and hard up my
back causing my body to lean forward. I was pushed harshly I heard a door
open, it must of been the only other door in the garage. I was
pushed/marched/ forced what seemed like a corridor and through another
door. I was then stopped turned round and the cuffs were tied to something
in the floor as tight as they could be without forcing me to arch back.


A deep voice boomed out "Take the hood off the prisoner!"


My eyes took a few seconds to adjust to the scene in front me, I bright
stage light was in front of me, with a professional looking camera in
front of that, the voice was come from behind the light, I turned my head
to see what was around me. I could see the guy who had cuffed and gagged
me, he was wearing gym shorts and vest, his arms bulging.


"Eyes forward prisoner" the deep voice guy from behind the light shouted.


"Prisoner 34527 you have been found guilty of possession of banned drugs
with the intent to sell. You punishment was 4 years in state prison,
however you have agreed to reduce that sentence to 12 months by submitting
to an intense 4 day rehabilitation programme. This programme is to be
carried out now, you have waived all rights to stop this treatment. Nod
your head if this correct."


I nodded my head in agreement.


"This programme is designed to rehabilitate through torture, as a result a
specific programme has been designed for you, this will include by is not
limited to the following, you will be tied to a rack, for 12 hours, where
you will be whipped, pegged and waxed, you will be hung by your feet where
you will be flogged, you will be tied up overnight in painful and
inescapable position, you will be placed on a cross for a minimum of 8
hours, you will be hung by your hands and you will be subjected to
anything else we your guards and Masters deem fit. You will address me as
Master and your guard as Sir. Any breaking of rules will be meet with hard
punishment and prolonged stay in this facility.
Guard untie his cuffed hands and prepare for the first section of his
punishment."


My mind was racing these were all the things I had jerked off to whilst
watching his videos, I always wondered how real they were and I was about
to find out. My cock we pushing hard against its cage when the guard
untied the rope attaching my cuffs to the floor and put the hood back on.
I was forced to turn round and walk.


The guard whispered in my ear "I am looking forward to torturing you, the
Hollywood Star, we have everything planned and as this video will never be
public we don't have to hold back. My Master is going out tonight and has
told me to keep you busy and I have something very special planned for you
boy!"


My heart was beating at this what did they mean they don't have to hold
back, was i beginning to regret my cock ruling my head.


I heard a door open and was lead into another room, I was stopped and
pushed back against something made of wood.
"On the table prisoner, and slide back" said Master. "Guard attach the leg
cuffs"
My ankles were pulled to the corner of the table and strapped in leather
cuffs tightly, they were then connected to the corners with hooks I
already had no movement in them and knew it would get worse.
"Remove the cuffs guard, prisoner lie back on the table"
The cuffs were removed and I leaned back, the table had a cover but it was
still hard and ruff, before I knew it my right hand was pulled above my
head and a leather cuff was attached and clicked into the top corner of
the table, the same was done to my left hand, I was now tied spread eagle
on the tablet which I knew had a winch on me that would pull me to
breaking point.
"Remove the prisoners hood guard."
"Yes Sir" replied the guard.
The hood was taken off and I look round I was indeed on the dungeon I had
seen many times in the videos, 3 cameras were positioned around the table
on moveable tripods, one at the feet end of the table and one at the side
of the table and one towards the my right shoulder. I looked up and
noticed a camera attached to the ceiling looking straight down, I also
noticed a clock right above my head with 12 hours showing. I brought my
head up and looked at my body on the table my caged cock was bulging
again, my stomach was sunk in showing off my abs to perfection and my legs
were tight.
"Prisoner 34527, the first step of your rehabilitation will begin now,
that timer above your head has been set for 12 hours, this is the minimum
time you will spend on this table, Guard start the timer"
I looked up and the clock moved to 11:59:58. A screen flicked on above me
and showing back at me was my body tied to the table.
"Prisoner, we have found that seeing your body being tortured re-enforces
the rehabilitation. You will get to see the punishment your crimes are
coursing your body, the Guard has been trained by me in torture and he
will be following my orders to the letter. Guard begin."