The Warden of Superjail [Slavery] [MM] [Asphyxiation] [Thigh strangulation]

I was minding my own buisiness as usual. I never get outside my house much, but I needed to collect groceries so I could sustain myself. I’d had no sleep and I was all sweaty because I’d spend most of my nights fapping to nerdy men and stories of nerdy men choking people to death between their thighs. There is something about nerdy men that just rocks my socks off, so as I was grocery shopping, I could not help myself when I walked past the isle with chicken thighs, legs of lamb and pork rind – they immediately materialized themselves as the thighs of a nerdy gentleman in my mind – thighs ripe and thick – perfect for strangulation!

I got my groceries and it turns out I forgot all my goddamn money because my mind was so occupied about nerd thighs! I saw the woman at the counter eye me, as if she knew I was contemplating something and that she’d cop me when it turns out what I’m doing is now amounting to shoplifting.

With my sleep-deprivation addled mind, I decided to just zip it. I collected various legs of lamb and chicken thighs and put them under my coat as I tried to exit the grocery store. Suddenly I heard a loud buzzer going off and the exit to the store was now occluded by bars that’d been triggered by the security breach. It turns out the woman was a cop and she told me ”you’re going to *jail*, thigh-boy” before I passed out. She must of tased me or drugged me because I have no recollection of what happened next.

When I woke up I felt my head hurt and I was in a dimly lit prison cell. I thought ”no! This can’t be happening! My chicken thighs are gone and I’m locked up forever!” I said to myself as I banged my head against the brick wall. Now I’ll never have access to a computer so I can masturbate to nerds and their thighs ever again. I began to cry when suddenly I heard a very deep and suave voice.

A man dressed in a purple suit and top hat entered my cell. He looked like a stereotypical nerd. He wore huge round glasses and had a gap in his front teeth.

”*Uhh who are you?*” I said, trying to disguise my horny inflection upon seeing his nerdy little face.

”Why I’m the *warden*, silly!” he said as he tapped my head mockingly with his baton.

I got really turned on as he explained to me I’d been sent to superjail because I’d robbed a grocery store. I told him this is a bit too much for a grocery store shoplifting but then he remarked I was being silly and this place is now home to me. I thought ”holy shit, me? A macho guy being forced into submission and confinement by a fucking nerd with a fetish for robots and purple? Is this prison or heaven?” I thought to myself.

Just as he was about to exit my cell, he asked his assistant for the laptop he found at my home.

”Oh, do you mind if we have a little chat about the stuff you posted on Reddit, Clark?” said the warden as he looked smugly right at me.

”Uhh..” – I could barely start the sentance before he showed me my laptop – cumcrust an all. He booted up the laptop and my Reddit post history immediately came up. He read each post out loud sitting by my side and reading it in a mocking, coy tone. I’m not sure if he knew this at the time but I enjoyed it and felt adrenaline surging through my body. I must have been beet fucking red within him reading two of my posts.

”So you have a little *thing* for being strangled by *nerd thighs* do *you…?*” he said, smiling. Okay. This was it, I wasn’t going to lie to him, I saw him as like a counselor and I told him everything about how I’ve always loved nerds and I worship their thighs. I showed him the r/Thighsexual subreddit I made, and he turned bright red when he saw it, then said nothing for like ten minutes before he could compose himself. I think this made him lose his mind because he then asked me if I’d choose to be strangled half to death by his thighs or serve 30 years in superjail.

I of course chose the former. He began writing something down on paper. Then he left me in my cell for what seemed like 48 hours. It was pure TORTURE. Then, one morning in the early hours of the day he opened my cell and dragged me by my collar to a blank room. It looked like an execution room and he locked me in with him. He then began to put me in handcuffs so I couldn’t move my arms. He then jumped on me and wrapped his thighs around my neck, so one thigh was on the front of my neck and the other on the back. His grip was really strong, presumably because he spends a lot of his time walking around checking cells. It kind of surprised me actually. Then I realized I could not breathe at all and I was letting out sharp choking sounds in the otherwise silent room. He giggled and asked me if I was liking it and that if I didn’t ”tough”.

As he squeezed down on my tender, vulnerable throat, I heard the sound of what can only be best described as the sound of rope tightening – the fibers of my neck trembling under the pressure as his grip tightened.

I began instinctively rolling around because of the body’s natural response to a lack of oxygen. I was rolling around literally like a fish out of water, but this did nothing to loosen his grip and he gradually tightened his grip further every time I rolled around which then caused me to jerk around uncontrollably to try and get him off. He just laughed even more. He’s a sadist, I knew he was enjoying this and so was I, but I was also scared that I’d die as his grip felt like two steel poles covered in velvet that were being possessed by the spirit of a boa constrictor. I think I accidentally punched his glasses off or they came off during the struggle as I heard the sound of glasses hitting the floor around halfway in.

My vision was starting to go blurry and that’s when I suddenly felt by pants become very warm. It was a mixture of hot water but also sticky goo.*I’d simultaneously cummed and pissed myself right in front of him because it was at that moment he had burst out laughing* and I could feel his belly laugh through his thighs. He tightened up even more which caused my arms to tense outwards, like I’d gotten an electric shock that causes your limbs to flare out. I could feel his pulse through his thighs, which were kind of soft but had a lot of hard muscle underneath. His pulse was fast and faint. My vision began to blur as my lungs started to burn. I instinctively tried to ”tap out” to tell him to stop, to which he just replied ”nope!” like I was a little child. I began having full on convulsions and I pissed myself further.

”Now Clark, I’m going to toss a little coin to decide if you will live *or* if you will die. Teehee!”

My heart was POUNDING. My vision was now in black and white and I could barely think. It was the last thing I ever heard.. I remember my life flashing before my eyes thinking ”this is IT. THIS is how I die. Goodbye world!”.

I passed out..

I awoke in a hospital in critical condition. My neck HURT. I could not swallow at all and had to keep spitting in a bowl. I had little dots of red in my eye sclera (petechial hemorrhages), my face was blue and swollen and I had some brain damage as well. The doctor gave me a mirror to look at my own neck and my neck was BLACK. The front and the back were bruised so badly it hurt to even look. The doctor said I almost died. I spent an entire month in ICU before returning home. Strangely my laptop was right in the exact location I left it.

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