Chastity boy caught, gagged, bound to a tree, and abandoned on the trail…

(Flavour text is fiction, the video is me. I’m vacationing in west Canada. ;P)

When the other boys at the campground saw your chastity cage, you thought there might be trouble.

What you weren’t expecting, was for them to haul you into the forest, strap you to a tree with their shoelaces, and leave you there.

You really didn’t think they were actually going to leave — one of them, who you’re pretty sure was bi, recognized the poppers in your bag for what they were. He waited till the others were gone, then doused a sock in poppers, shoving it under the makeshift gag, pressed right up against your nose.

He thumbed the head of your cage as the poppers hit, whispered in your ear “…have fun, fag”, then was gone, laughing with the others.

You came down from the head rush just in time to hear the engine of their car revving.  You screamed into your gag, but it was no use.  They were gone.  And with every breath, the poppers just made you hornier and hornier…