The Piggy Bank Fic

Part Two

As Dan recovered consciousness, The first thing he noticed was the fact that he was hanging from the ceiling by metal cuffs that were slicing into his skin slightly, causing a dull ache. He shakily stood on his feet and the pain subsided a little. The place itself was somewhere he’d never seen before. It was white, with bright lights in every corner. It was also rather empty other than a wooden table and what looked to be a dentist’s chair in one corner, with the addition of cuffs where a person’s ankles and wrists would be placed and a large strap to hold down their head. Dan’s stomach dropped, unable to wrench his eyes away from the chair, picturing himself sat there, trapped, giving Phil the opportunity to do whatever he wanted with him.

He heard a metal door swing open and  Phil walked through, smiling sweetly, as if nothing was unusual about the current situation. After a brief moment of silence Phil spoke. “You’re looking at my chair I see,” he walked over to it and sat on the edge, looking right at Dan “It’s beautiful isn’t it? Some guy was selling it for next to nothing at one of the boot sales i’ve been to recently, lost his dentistry business you see, had to clear everything out. And with a few...minor adjustments,” Phil smiled and tapped one of the cuffs with his slender finger “I made it perfect.” He watched Dan, waiting for some sort of reaction, but Dan was staring at the floor, looking near to tears. Phil slammed his hand against the seat, standing up and striding towards Dan, grabbing his face and forcing him to look into his eyes. “You see Danny, when I saw you sitting next to the piggy bank, I had a very special thought, and I think you deserve to be punished for making me think such bad things.” Phil smiled and kissed Dan’s cheek. “But something tells me that you’re not going to let me punish without a fight. I don't want to hurt you yet Danny, but if you try to struggle, I will. So let's make a deal. You be a good little boy, and i’ll make things easy for you.” A sudden surge of bravery hit Dan, and he moved as close to Phil as he could, and spat in his face, realising almost instantaneously that he’d made a mistake as the smile on Phil’s face faded before reappearing as he wiped his cheek. “You want difficult? Sure Danny boy.” Phil leaned in and kissed Dan softly on his lips, before everything went dark once again.

Dan regained consciousness for a second time to find himself strapped into the chair he was looking at earlier, now completely naked. While he couldn't see Phil, he could hear him whispering the words to a song: “how many ways to get what you want, I use the best, I use the rest.” Dan’s breath caught in his throat, and he squeezed his eyes shut, praying Phil didn’t notice, but seconds later Phil was right beside him, chuckling softly. “Well hello there Danny boy, nice to see you’re awake.” Dan reluctantly opened his eyes and saw Phil stood over him, biting his lip. “I’m so sorry I had to do that, but you can’t just spit in my face like that Danny, it’s not fair, do you understand?” Dan swallowed and nodded, too scared to speak. Phil clapped his hands delightedly. “Good, I'm glad we cleared that up. Now the real fun can begin!” He walked over to the table, which was now covered in different types of metal tools. “The man who sold me the chair just so happened to be selling a few of his tools too, and boy we’re going to have fun with them.” He giggled and picked up a large mouth clamp and slowly walked back towards Dan, whistling while he did so. “Seeing as you broke my last piggy bank, I think it’s only fitting for you to become its replacement.” Dan’s eyes widened in horror and he clenched his fists. Phil noticed this and tutted, stroking Dan’s hair “No use clenching your fists Danny boy, I think we both know there is no way you’ll be able to cause me harm.” Dan forced himself to relax, and Phil nodded and licked his lips. “Thats better...i’m tired of speaking Danny, so lets begin.”

“Open.” Phil commanded, tracing his finger across Dan’s lips. Dan clenched his mouth shut and stared into Phil’s cold eyes, but Phil was unphased, letting out a small sigh. “You don’t make this easy on either of us, do you Danny.” Phil pushed his fingers into each side of Dan's mouth and pulled down, forcing Dan to open, allowing Phil to push the clamp into his mouth. “Ahhhh, nice and wide.” Phil looked around and walked to the corner of the room, returning with a large bag. He reached inside and pulled out a handful of coins, dropping them one by one into Dan’s mouth, causing Dan to wretch at the metallic taste. Phil giggled “I love the sound you make when you choke Danny, it's so sexy.” As Phil continued to drop the coins into Dan's mouth, he traced his hand over Dan's cock, stroking his length and kissing his neck. Dan let out a muffled moan and Phil smirked triumphantly. “You act as though this is the worst experience of your life, but I can still make you hard, you dirty boy.” he playfully licked up Dan’s cock as he added more coins. “ well Danny boy, I don’t think I can fit anymore into that mouth of yours...where else can we put them?”