Fundraising Rob was still in the basement when Bill came home. Of course, Rob hadn't had a choice in the matter either. For the last two hours, Rob had been chained naked to the Soloflex machine by the collar he was wearing. A video camera had been running, making a video to insure that Rob worked out the whole time he was down there. The thermostat had been turned up to 90 degrees, to insure that he would get a good sweat, so his freshly shaved body would glisten in the lights. Rob's cock and balls had been tied tight with a leather thong before Bill left, and after two hours was turning a deep shade of purple. His hard cock hurt every time Rob had to lay down and do leg curls. The camera caught everything for Bill's amusement later. Bill was smiling as he unlocked the collar and gave Rob a big glass of water. "I entered you in a weightlifting contest today, boy. It's next Saturday, and we have a lot of training to do before then." "Sir, I won't get much stronger by then, sir." "Boy, this is a different kind of contest. Tonight, we'll see how much work you'll have to do. There is a fund raiser at the Eagle, and you are going to help raise some money." Bill was untying the cord, letting the blood flow back into Rob's swollen cock and balls. "Sir, by lifting weights, sir?" "Sort of, boy. You'll find out soon enough. Now, go get cleaned up while I get us something to eat. I have to keep you strong, boy." "Yes, sir." By the time Rob had finished showering, Bill was standing at the door waiting with a pair of black leather locking wrist cuffs. Rob dropped the towel, and held his hands out for the cuffs to be locked on. Then Bill forced Rob's hands behind him and locked the two cuffs together. Rob was led to the table, where a plate of spaghetti was on the floor. "Eat up, boy." Rob dropped down on his knees and bent over to get his face to the plate. The spaghetti was cut into small pieces, but was heavily sauced. It was going to be a messy meal, but Rob had no choice. He put his face to the food and started to work to get his dinner. Bill finished his dinner long before Rob had, so he went to the bedroom and got out the rest of the outfit he was going to have Rob wear tonight. By the time Bill returned, Rob was licking the plate clean. His face was covered with sauce and pieces of noodle. "Boy, you are a MESS!!" "Yes, sir. Sir, may I please have something to drink, sir?" "Sure, boy. You better drink up, cause you won't be getting anything else for a while." Rob drank from the glass that Bill held for him, then Bill cleaned his face with a damp cloth. Bill came back with a leather pecker gag that he buckled and locked on Rob's head. "You don't need to talk tonight, boy." Rob stood at attention as Bill locked the collar back on him. Then Bill got Rob's clothes - 2 pieces of leather 6" wide by 10" long held together by a rawhide strip. He tied that on Rob as he moaned in the gag. He took another piece of rawhide and tied it around Rob's balls - letting the ends hang down about a foot after wrapping the balls until they were tight in the sack. "We're ready to go, boy" Rob's eyes went wide as he realized he was going to be practically naked in public!! Bill hooked a leash to the collar and led Rob outside and to the car. During the ride to the Eagle, Bill raised the piece of leather covering Rob's cock, and played with it till it got hard. He left it uncovered and took his time passing trucks, so they could get a glimps of the tied up boy's throbbing member. Bill parked a block away from the Eagle. Rob tried to protest, but the gag muffled any words. He was going to be led practically naked, gagged, cuffed, collared and with two cords hanging from his balls. Bill got him out of the car and smiled as he showed Rob a pair of leg cuffs, with 6" of chain between the two cuffs. Rob groaned loudly when Bill locked them on. It took twelve minutes for them to get to the entrance of the Eagle. Rob was led to a cross suspended from chains near the far end of the bar. The cuffs were unlocked for a moment as Bill placed him face out against the cross. Then the cuffs were locked to eyebolts along the outside of the cross just below the X. The leg cuffs were removed and leather restraints were buckled on. Then Rob's legs were spread wide and each ankle locked to a corner of the cross. The bartender came over and gave Bill a head harness with a blindfold attached. He buckled it on Rob's head, then roped the harness to each side of the cross, securing the head and keeping Rob standing straight with his chest tight. "Now, it's time for you to do some fundraising, boy!" A plastic bucket was secured to the ropes hanging from the balls. The bucket was six inches deep and eight inches wide, with a lid covering the top. The lid had a slot in the middle wide enough to accept any coin. Then Bill took a black magic marker and wrote on Rob's stomach DEPOSIT YOUR LOOSE CHANGE HERE Bill stepped back and looked at his bound boy. Rob's cock was sticking straight out - pushing the leather up and exposing his balls. The bartender came over for a look, then went over and untied the leather strip around Rob's waist. "I don't think he will need this any longer tonight", he smiled as he handed Bill the flimsy outfit. Rob moaned loudly as this happened, embarrassed that his shaven body was completely visible. What Rob didn't know, since he was blindfolded, was that three spotlights shown down on him, making sure that he would be noticed. People started to come by and put their change in the bucket. Both Bill and the bartender noticed that the patrons were also playing with Rob's tits and cock as they passed by. The bartender smiled as he talked to Bill. "Your boy there looks entirely too comfortable. Think we can devise something to make his fundraising more interesting?" "I think some people have already thought of that!" The bartender looked back over. Rob's body glistened with sweat in the spotlights. Part of that reason may have been the heat from the lights. Part of the reason though, was what was happening to him. Someone had attached a pair of tit clamps to Rob's nipples and the bucket was swinging wildly. Rob was yelling through his gag. Bill came back over, stopped the swinging bucket, and lifted it up. It was almost three quarters full of coins. Rob's body was heaving as Bill whispered in his ear. "Would you like for this to be removed, boy?" "Um hummmmm." "It will cost you, you know that boy." Rob didn't care. His balls ached and felt that they had been stretched to his knees. He screamed as the bucket was removed and the rope untied from his balls. Bill reached into his pocket and took out the leather thong that was part of Rob's outfit. He tied one end around the head of Rob's cock, looped it over the chain of the clamps, then pulled down tight and tied it again under the head of his cock. If Rob's cock started to soften any, his tits would get pulled and the cock would spring back to life. Someone handed Bill a knife, and he cut the excess cord off. Bill stepped back to view his handiwork. Rob's cock and balls were open and inviting. Bill smiled as an idea developed in his head. "Who wants to play with my boy's cock and balls?" More than just a few people expressed an interest. "You can abuse them all you want, but it will cost you $1 for two minutes of play. No marks or any damage is allowed, and if you make him cum, it will cost you $10. Who's first?" A man stepped forward and gave Bill $5. "This gives me ten minutes, right?" Bill smiled and nodded. He took out a small paddle and began to tap the bottom of Rob's balls. There was no response at first, but the man kept up his steady beat. Soon, Rob began to groan, and with every tap, the groaning got louder. The small taps were sending waves of pain to Rob's brain. He didn't know how much of this he could take, but there was no way for him to stop the assault. By the time the ten minutes were up, Rob was sobbing openly. The next guy gave Bill a dollar and walked over to Rob. He took out some ice from his drink and began to rub it all over Rob's cock and alls. The ice felt good after the beating, but Rob's cock tried to shrink from the cold assault. No chance, as the tits were pulled down too. The pain in Rob's tits made him moan loudly as the two minutes came to an end. One after another came for their two minutes of fun. One squeezed Rob's balls, another had a small whip and whipped the underside of the cock for several minutes. Another had a pocketful of small clothespins and decorated the underside of the cock and balls with them. While they were on, another gave a dollar and used his fingers to flick the clothespins back and forth. Someone else took a cord and used it to separate Rob's balls as far apart as possible, then paddled them back and forth. It seemed like an eternity to Rob as his cock and balls were abused. The pain never seemed to discipate. Finally, a young man came over and gave Bill $20. "I'm gonna make him cum, sir." Rob screamed when the young man removed the tit clamps and the cord around the cock. "I think his cock needs some lubricant, don't you?" the young man asked Bill. "Is this alright to use?" He showed Bill a tube of IcyHot. Bill smiled and said "Make sure you use plenty of lubricant." The people who had gathered to watch laughed their approval. "I plan to, sir. I think the whole area needs lubricant, too!!" Everyone laughed again as he squeezed a large gob of the stuff into his hand. He started to rub it in deep on Rob's cock and balls - spending a lot of time massaging the stuff into Rob's tender groin. Rob was thrashing in his bonds trying to cool down his sore cock and balls. He tried to beg through the gag, but all that came out were moans. The young man put another gob into his hand and began to beat Rob off. Rob wanted to shoot bad, to get this to stop, but every time he got close, the young man slowed down or massaged more heat into his balls. This continued for a half hour when the young man picked up his pace. It only took several strokes when Rob shot a huge load that landed several feet away. The young man milked Rob dry as he slumped in his bonds. Rob awoke as Bill was putting the last of the cuffs around his limbs. They were home and in bed. Rob was naked except for the cuffs and hood that covered the face. Bill rolled Rob onto his stomach, took a belt and connected the four limbs together in a loose hogtie, and locked the belt on. "You did good tonight, boy, but you better get some rest. The weekend has just begun." Rob moaned in the hood as he knew that this was going to be a loooong weekend.