Married-with-kids British fire-fighter A.J. 'Chunky'
Proctor is learning more about what sort of games are played by
a group of men.
In the photo-studio cum playroom Chunky, still wearing his heavy
fire-fighters kit, sits strapped to a chair (and gagged for the
first time ever) watching video recordings of previous events
at 'The Inner Man'.
The
sequence begins to accelerate ...
What followed
began to gain pace - and wash across the face of Chunky's world.
A caption flashed
on the screen - a quite professional-looking introduction to the
new sequence. Arrivals. There was music - quite jolly music. The
yard, no vehicles but the double gates were being opened by someone
and a car drove in. The gates were closed by the man wearing overalls
like a plumber or removal man. The driver got out but the passenger
stayed in his seat. The driver opened the passenger door and began
fiddling with the passenger seat belt and then somewhere around
the passengers' legs ... straps! Straps being released. The man
in overalls smiled at the camera as the passenger was helped from
the car. His wrists were locked to a short chain attached to his
hobbled ankles. Stooped and off balance he was escorted towards
what Chunky knew to be the cell block.
A different
car in the yard, Alan in roll-neck sweater and jeans unlocked the
boot and smiled down into it. The camera moved in to show someone
trussed up in the back, gagged and blindfolded with packing tape.
Charlie came out from the main house with the wheeled chair (the
very one Chunky was sitting strapped to) and helped Alan lift the
trussed man out of the boot and into the chair where straps were
applied.
Another sequence,
this time an ambulance backing into the yard. It looked like a real
ambulance - and the two paramedics looked real enough. Opening the
back doors two men dressed in soccer gear climbed out. Their strip
was muddy as if they'd just come from a game - and a stretcher was
being unloaded. Strapped to it was another player. His neck was in
a surgical brace and the camera explored the emergency splints that
encased each limb. Both arms and both legs. Serious injury? No! Serious
game playing, decided Chunky as he observed that white adhesive tape
gagged the patient'. The two players smiled down at the stretcher
case ... who's strip was a different colour to theirs. Chunky speculated
on the very public nature of this imaginative kidnap. His mind raced
and his cock raged somewhere deep inside his padded pants.
THIS
EXCERPT (10) is followed immediately by ARMY
GAMES - a sequence which describes a seriously
intense army-related capture and softening-up process.