Trial
by the Rod (Part Three)
by
Fabnob
When I opened the door standing there were
two boys about the same age as Rod (who I later learnt was 18). One was dressed
in yellow singlet and white nylon shorts and the other in blue jeans with a
sports shirt. They both stared open mouthed at me standing before them stark
naked. Hey come in you two called Rod. They entered, staring at me
continuously. Crikey then it's true said Singlet. Of course do I ever lie and
by the way you can do what you like to him, he's my slave. I blushed down to
the roots of my hair. John and Barry were their names. John in the singlet
reached for my still limp cock and balls and began to roll my balls around
their sac. Of course it wasn't long before I boned up. Here let me said Barry
pushing John's fondling hand away and continuing to fondle my rapidly growing
erection. Have you fucked him yet asked John whose erection was now plainly
visible beneath the thin nylon shorts? Naturally replied Rod visibly growing in
stature but we'll not start that sort of thing yet as we're expecting another
visitor yet, so help yourself to beers from the fridge and relax. It's very
difficult, John said, that guy is making me feel very horny. The other two
laughed at this. You won't have long to wait. At that the bell rang again. Rod
looked at me, do I have to say it again boy. He reached for whistler. I needed
no further invitation. This time at the door was a guy about my age with a
beautiful figure, lovely hair and about my age. He looked at me and said he was
here to see Master Rod. I bade him enter. He didn't seem to be surprised to see
me naked like this. How many others here, he whispered to me, two I replied
both about his age. He never said another word. Get in here you pig shouted Rod
and get that gear off, I want you naked, now! His clothing came off like magic
and he soon stood in all his naked glory in front of our tormentors. John
whistled softly saying that looks like a real piece of meat between his legs.
Yeah said Rod, I've never seen anybody bigger, that's why I got him here I want
to see him fuck this bastard here, indicating me. I wouldn't mind trying it
myself Barry said. I wouldn't recommend it unless you want to be torn in half.
They all laughed. We'll save the main course for later, Rod ordered. Right
let's get started, Barry fetch two stools from the kitchen. These were backless
chairs about 4 feet tall. Ok I'm going to tie these two draped over the stools,
that puts them into in very nice position, open for all sorts of things, he
grinned. My own fertile imagination immediately caught on. Barry carried in the
two stools and Rod placed them just a few feet apart, he then indicated to
Adam, the new victim to place himself across the seat of the stool. He then set
about tying the hapless Adam tightly to it, so that he could only wriggle a
little. At last he was satisfied that he couldn't do better and indicated for
me to assume a similar position. The ropes flew faster this time and I was soon
quite helpless and again feeling very vulnerable. The way the stools were
positioned Adam and I were facing each other with about 2 feet separating our
faces. Right then I think we're ready to begin enjoying ourselves. Now the
rules are, there are no rules. Anything you want to do to either of these two
slaves is entirely up to you. I'm going to start with boy Adam here and give
him a session with Whistler. You like that don't you boy, he sneered at Adam.
Adam winced and said, Yes Sir. Rod slashed the whistler through the air a few
times and each time it produced that signature whistling sound. I could see
Adam gritting his teeth just a couple of feet away from me. The two boys were
observing with great interest, almost unbelieving. But the scream from Adam's
mouth when Whistler bit into his butt woke them from their reverie. John, said
Rod, there's some gags in that box over there, get two and fit these worms with
them. Hey there's a lot here, which ones do you want then. The bigger the
better mate. These do then; he held a couple of large penis gags in his hands.
Yeah there fine now get them in their mouths and shut them up. John first fixed
up Adam. He strapped the gag tightly around his head firmly holding the large
penis mouthpiece in place. Then he came to me, open up he said grinning. I did
as he bade and I felt the penis head slide into my mouth and John tightening
the strap. Now that we were both silenced I again heard Whistler and a muffled
scream from Adam. But meanwhile my own butt was receiving some attention; a
hand slapped firmly across my butt. It stung mildly but nothing of the order of
Whistler and I knew I'd be in for a bit of that sometime during the evening.
But Rod seemed to be pre-occupied with Adam for the time being and left me to
the mercies of the other two boys. Their inexperience made it an easy time for
me as they contented themselves in just hand-slaps of my butt. They stung but
were not painful. But it was very humiliating to have to lay there in a very
uncomfortable position and allow a couple of young guys to do whatever they
chose with my body. I noticed that Adam was sobbing hard into his gag. From my
position I couldn't see the state of his back and butt but I felt sure they
were both severely marked by Whistler. Rod then laid on what transpired to be
the last stroke and Adam passed out. A cold sweat broke out on my brow as I
realised that it would be my time now. Damn the man muttered Rod when he
realised that he could no longer punish the hapless Adam, well you'll have to
do for a while he pointed Whistler at me. I struggled ineffectively in my
bonds. Put some of that ointment on his wounds, Rod ordered Barry. The two
others both looked frightened when they saw the state of Adam. For pity sake
Rod what have you done to this guy, John said with a quavering voice? Just do
as I say snapped back Rod or you'll likely get the same! I saw Barry look at
John and as one they both turned and left the house, leaving Adam and I to the
mercy of an apparent madman. I renewed my struggles in a last desperate attempt
to get loose before he started on me. It was of course useless; this guy knew
how to tie a knot, obviously a Boy Scout. I could get no slack at all on the
ropes that bound me tightly to the stool. Keep still, came the command followed
by that dreadful whistling sound and then extreme pain. Mmmpppf, I hollered
into the gag. I was going to get Adam to fuck you, as I know how you enjoy that
but he's no use for a while, so you'll have to wait for that pleasure.
Meanwhile I'll do the honours. It wasn't until then I realised just how excited
he had become whilst thrashing Adam. His cock swayed stiffly as he moved and I
soon felt it pressuring my sphincter and ripping through it as if it were made
of butter.
To be continued…