The Uptown Diner
"As I got my eyes to focus I could make out a dimly lit cement block room. My head throbbed as I tried to piece together why I was completely naked and strapped to a cold metal table. The restraints were biting into my wrists and ankles.
"Hello Bradley." said a tall woman who stepped out of the shadows. "I saw the name on your drivers license. I'm Sarah, and I hope we have made you comfortable."
I could feel my heart pounding. "What is this place and why am I here?!!"
"Don't worry sweetheart, you'll find out soon enough. But first let's get something out of the way."
The woman produced a syringe filled with a clear liquid. "This won't hurt much" she whispered.
"No, please!" I pleaded as I struggled against the restraints, but it was no use. With stinging pain she injected the liquid right into my ball sack! In just moments I felt a warmth flow through my loins followed by a tense sensation as my cock rapidly grew long and firm.
"It works like magic!" the woman boasted as she stood there fondling her creation. Just then the door opened, and two more women entered pushing a cart laden with various instruments and what looked like a serving dish. One of them spoke up enthusiastically, "Oh shit Sarah, you really hit the jackpot this time."
"Yes, I was pleasantly surprised myself." Sara said as she gently stroked. Then she let go and picked up a glistening metal blade from the cart. "You see Bradley, our restaurant serves a very exclusive clientele. They pay top dollar for the finest exotic dishes. Yesterday one of the loyal patrons requested a very expensive and difficult to obtain delicacy, a fresh human penis. And it looks like tonight she will be feasting on this prize catch.
"Is this some sort of sadistic cult?!!"
They all chuckled as a feeling of panic and desperation flooded my soul. I needed to escape from these psychopaths! One of the others began washing my engorged shaft like I was being prepared for a ritual sacrifice.
"Please, don't do this. There must be another way."
"I'm afraid not. This all began last night when you let that attractive young girl buy you a drink. You obviously didn't notice the drug she added. Now let's get this over with."
As the knife inched closer, I thrashed against the restraints, but it was futile. How could this be happening! I felt the sharp instrument slice into my skin and begin sawing as I cried out in pain and disbelief!
With a surge of determination, I focused every ounce of my energy on freeing myself. I pulled against the restraints, feeling them give ever so slightly. Again I pulled with everything I had when suddenly the bindings snapped and I fell to the floor writhing in agony. The women turned in shock, but I couldn't afford to waste a second. I grabbed the blade from the floor and lunged at the nearest bitch, thrusting the knife into her side.
She screamed and fell backward. I stumbled to my feet, bloodied and disoriented but determined to escape. I dashed towards the door, hearing the others yelling behind me.
"After him!" one shouted.
I burst into the hallway with my heart pounding. I had to find a way out. I ran blindly, turning corners and dodging obstacles with the sounds of pursuit growing louder.
"There he is!" a voice screeched.
I rounded another corner and skidded to a halt. Before me was a set of stairs leading upwards. Without hesitating I sprinted up ignoring searing pain shooting through my groin and praying this path would lead to freedom.
As I reached the top, I found himself in a large kitchen bustling with activity. Chefs and servers glanced up in surprise, but I didn't stop. I pushed past them hearing dishes crashing to the floor with the exit in sight.
"Stop him!" someone yelled, but I was already through the door, bursting into the night. I ran as fast as I could with the cold air biting at my exposed skin. I was loosing momentum due to the trauma and blood loss. Behind me, I could hear the distant shouts of my pursuers, but I didn't look back.
I was running on pure adrenaline and focused on only one thing: survival.
