Republican Vote by JMZ
25 photos; 4:45 video
You can't trust anyone these days. Jeff wondered how he could have gotten himself into this mess. It all started with that damn invitation. Two weeks earlier it had arrrived as expected. A formal dinner at the house of one of his clients. Jeff had worked with non profit organizations for the past twenty years. He taught small upstarts how to best utilize buisness tools to be self sustaining. This particular client was one of his best. It was a contract he had sought out for a year. The client was a wealthy lawyer who provided legal services to those who could not afford them. Jeff loved the loyalty and help he provided to those low income families. He was excited to be included at this particular dinner. He had finally made it.
Jeff arrived promptly at eight o'clock. He thought he was late, as the entire room was full of other guests. He was star struck as soon as he walked in. He couldn't believe his eyes; there was Mitt Romney, Newt Gingrich, and Ted Cruz to name a few. Jeff had no idea that so many right winged people would be interested in non profit. He met his host at the bar and they shared a few words before he ordered. He looked around the room again and could not believe it. He caught the eye of Ted Cruz who raised his glass to him. This must be a dream he thought. He downed a second scotch and waited for the call to dinner. Ten minutes later he was out cold.
Jeff slowly opened his eyes to a blurry empty room. He began to lift his hand to his head only to discover they had been tightly tied behind his back. In fact his entire body was laced with rope. He screamed out muffled cries, a bandanna had been tightly cleaved into his mouth. He struggled to get to his feet. What happened? He ran to the locked door just as it swung open. It couldn't be! What was happening? It was fucking Mike Pence. Jeff charged only to be thrown to the ground. A large man followed silencing the audible grunts Jeff could muster with duct tape. His ankles were tied tight to further immobilize him. Jeff struggled and wiggled to break free. “MMMPPPHHH”, he screamed. He felt the sweat trickle down his naked body. Soon the room was full.
Jeff continued to struggle. The warm room exhausted him quicker than expected. All the while the dinner guests watched silently. Jeff screamed for help, but the tape and bandanna trapped his words. The rope dug into his naked body with every movement. His cock swung back and forth slapping his thighs each time. Pence seemed to be fixated with this. He licked his lips and let out a small sigh. Newt began. “Okay gentlemen we all know what we're here for. Recently all our brothers have experienced the loss of our toys to the white house, myself included. Somewhere in the confines of that place our toys are bound and gagged for the exclusive use of our brother Donald. Its a small price we have to pay, but lets look at it as an opportunity for fresh meat.”, he said. Jeff kicked and screamed. What the fuck? One by one they inspected him. They ran their hands down his sweaty body. Pence examined his cock, blushing as he rubbed Jeffs' balls. Cruz seemed to be more focused on Jeffs' feet. Jeff couldn't let this happen. He kicked hard only to be quieted by a slap to his ass.
Jeff struggled with what to do. This can't be happening. There was no stopping this, he would have to concede and make a plan for escape later. The bidding began. It was fast and expensive. He closed his eyes and prayed that it would not be Pence. In the end Cruz won. Jeff caught the eyes of Pence' watery eyes. Where ever he ended up he knew he would be able to escape. For now it was all about planning.
The End
Model: Ron Jeffries
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 07/03/2017
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