Trial by the Rod (Part Four)

By Fabnob

 

He fucked me with a vengeance and being tied the way I was there was nothing I could do about it but take it. He was obviously taking out his temper on me now. He turned what should be a very pleasurable event into something that had to be borne with pain. At last it was over. Without a word this time he loosened one of my wrists and left. It still took me about 15 minutes to get totally free. When at last I was I went quickly to Adam and freed him. His back and butt were a mess; Whistler had taken his toll of his flesh. I cleaned him up as best I could and treated the cuts with Betadine. We spoke about the evening and how he had become embroiled with Rod. It transpired that he had been a slave to Rod now for over a year and that last week whilst Rod had been showing him off to some new friends of his, Adam had disgraced himself by losing his erection and not being able to perform. Hence this evening he had taken a beating. It was a cruel lesson. Why do you put up with it then? I'm afraid Rod has some very incriminating photos of me so I have to obey. Me too I said but I've only been hooked for a week or so. Don't you ever think about getting free from him I asked? He shook his head firmly, no never, you've seen what he can do this evening, and I shall be behaving myself from now on. Well I certainly do I exclaimed, I have no intentions of being treated in this way for long. Well good luck to you mate and by his manner Adam indicated that the matter was closed. I told him he could stay with me for a day or so or until he felt able to look after himself. Well for the next week we enjoyed a very good relationship. We enjoyed many of the same things and it looked as if we might be sexually compatible although no sex had taken place between us. But day by day as he regained his strength and vigor I knew that it would happen soon. But inevitably the telephone call came advising me that Master Rod would be attending us this very evening and that Adam had to have me tied spread-eagled across the master bed. I was also to be gagged. He would be there at 7.00pm precisely and woe betide us both is every thing was not as he had ordered. I spent the rest of the day becoming angrier and angrier when I thought about the audacity of this young whippersnapper a mere boy. Here he was telling me what to do and when. I decided that I was going to refuse to go along with this any longer. At about 6.00pm Adam said that it was about time for him to start getting me ready. I'm not doing it Adam I said. But you must stammered Adam; he looked like a frightened rabbit. I'm very sorry if it gets you into trouble, I said, but I've got to draw a line and this is it. Please Adrian he begged you really must do this and if you won't I'll have to make you. I looked at him and realised that if he wanted to he probably could as he was about 4 inches taller that me and weighed a few extra kilos. No I said deciding to take the risk. With tremendous speed he pounced on me and started to tear my clothing from me. There seemed to be little I could do and I was soon naked. Holding me still quite easily he began to tie my feet widely stretched to each side of the large bed. Hey not so tight, please I begged. He ignored me and began to tie each hand so that I was now in the shape of an X. The bonds were extremely tight and I knew I wasn't going to get free without some help. Is this really necessary for these ropes to be so ti… my words were silenced by the large gag he forced between my teeth. It was my inflatable; the most severe I possessed. It was about 6.50pm when he was satisfied. He stood nervously waiting the arrival of Master Rod. Oh no did he say what I should be wearing, he asked panicking. I shook my head to indicate a NO. Oh you shouldn't be able to move your head. He quickly took anther length of rope and tied this to the D rings on the gag and then to each side of the bed. Try as I might I now had little or no movement available to me, I was truly helpless. I felt a bit like the sacrificial lamb awaiting slaughter. Sharp on 7.00pm I heard the key in the front door lock and Rod was with us. Adam had assumed a kneeling position beside the bed. Well done boy, said Rod as he tested my bondage and finding it all in order, I particularly like the head bondage that stops him moving around. I was seething with anger, at the way this boy was treating me as though I was a side of beef. I thought it necessary to tie him very tightly as he had refused to allow me to get him ready for you, Sir. I hadn't realised just how frightened Adam was of this boy and how controlled he was. On your feet he indicated Adam to rise. First I want you to give this boy a dozen stripes with Whistler, and don't hold back with them or you'll be getting them. You'll need to turn him onto his stomach first though. I'll help with that as he's bound to struggle. I tried but it was useless against the two of them and I was soon tied face down with my arse and back now very exposed. Adam nodded and took the proffered strap from Rod. Adam gave me an apologetic look, which I took to mean he was really going to lay them. Before you start get out of those clothes. Adam's clothes disappeared in a blur. Adam's horse-cock hung heavily down his thigh. Right off you go boy. Whistler screamed through the air and landed clean across both of my buttocks. The pain was something indescribable. I hardly heard Master Rod intone one due to my own scream, which was very loud despite the gag. The second was equally hard and seemed to fall in the same place as the first. My mind just seemed to shut down; it was incapable of dealing with the extreme pain I was suffering. Blow after blow landed on my buttocks until vaguely in the background I was aware of as voice saying, twelve. That's good boy, you've done well. Now you can fuck him, I see your cock's ready for it already. I turned my head to look, as they hadn't re-tied my head when they moved me. He certainly was ready. His horse cock was absolutely rigid against his belly now with pre-cum leaking from the wide slit on its head. Adam knelt between my widely stretched legs before reaching for the lube in the top drawer. He then whispered in my ear, I'll be as gentle as I can just try to relax as best you can. Put a condom on you idiot called Rod, thank goodness I breathed, as I didn't want the possibility of AIDS as well as being torn into two parts. C'mon get a move on then, yelled Rod and slashed Whistler across Adam's arse. Relax now Adam hissed and plunged his cock at my arse. I felt it breached with a ripping pain like burning fire. I sucked in air; my heart was pounding in my ears. I tried desperately to relax myself, as I knew this would make it easier. Meanwhile Adam was pushing his cock further and further into my guts. It felt that he was coming into my throat and I wouldn't have been surprised if his cock had gone through my mouth and out to my lips. At last I felt his balls between my legs and I realised he was now fully buried in me. He rested there a while before starting to withdraw and when he did, initially he dragged me upwards until I started to slide off his pole, before ramming himself back in to the hilt. I knew this couldn't last for long and just as I was starting to enjoy it he blew his load. At this same instant Rod also came in torrents.

To be continued…

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