Eric had spent all night in a tiny cage in my basement torture chamber. He was of course still in his cage, naked and in agony with cramps as he was effectively folded up and could barely move. The boys had poured freezing water over him every hour last night and this morning. He had not been fed. He was in great pain, freezing cold and hungry.
I walked up to the cage, took out my dick and soaked a cloth with some of my morning piss and gagged him with it, and then used up the rest of the piss on his head and face. Then I sat down in front of him and put my feet up on his cage. I had deliberately worn some smelly muddy boots, so bits kept falling on him. I explained his situation to him in a bit more detail.
“Your main purpose here is to make me money, Eric, about $100,000 over the next few months. And then another $100,000 for a surprise at the end. I’ve accepted offers from customers on the dark web to use your naked body in a whole lot of exciting painful ways. I’ve advertised you as a slave for torture.
“Some of these guys’ preferences, well, they’re extreme even for you, Eric. We’re whoring you out to some crazy people! Some are just perverted but one or two are really psychopaths. Many of them are amazingly filthy – luckily we’ve got a sewage tank for what those customers want to do to you. Some of them have plans for you which even made me hesitate – but then I remembered what you did to me in that prison, Eric, so I actually don’t care what it’s like for you – so long as it’s fucking painful. They can torture you without limits if they pay me enough. The highest payers will cause you permanent damage – but, hey, you didn’t care when you wanted that dog to bite off my cock and balls, did you? – you were going to enjoy that."
Jonny and Jez had come into the dungeon now and their black shorts were tented. They stood near Eric and reached out for each other's erection. I wanted Eric to see how much they were going to enjoy his long painful downfall.
“The boys and I will give you lots of extra punishments when there are no customers here.
“The boys will also be on hand to help the customers. They’ll get you into the right positions for whatever they want to do to you, and they’ll supply the punishment implements and so on. They can always add their own bits of filth or cruelty too – you trained them so you know what they like to do ...
“Your food will consist of a nutritious porridge twice a day with inventive extras from the sewage tank or straight out of Jez and Jonny – I promise that you won't look forward to mealtimes. Disgusting meals will be a part of your punishment. I haven’t forgotten that you made me mix human shit and dog-shit into my prison gruel, Eric.
“The first two guys who’ve booked up really just want to fuck you raw and dry. No lube. From now on, we’re going to make sure that when you’re fucked, you hate it. The first guys also asked if they can bring dildoes to use on you – I said they can use what they like, even some sharp edges, and they’re also going to add some itching powder which’ll send you crazy. Your asshole won’t just be sore, you’ll be screaming through it! You’ll thank them and eat their cum, and apparently, they love squeezing their victim’s balls really hard at the end of a session – so you can look forward to that. Jonny says he’ll probably stick some chilli up your ass when they’ve finished with you - remember how you used various ways of making my pain last longer?
“The next guy is so fucking filthy. He'll start with a dry-fuck and some other punishments but mainly he’ll have your head in and out of the tank. A good thing about this being a remote place is that we have to have our own sewage tank. I stopped them putting chemicals in it or emptying it, so we basically have a tank big enough to swim in, which is full of months of toilet filth, all kinds of animal shit, and a load of pig slurry, just for you to put your head in for eating and drinking in front of your customers. This customer-guy literally wants you swimming in the stuff. He wants you hung upside down and dipped in and out of it – and what he wants to do to you when your head’s dipped in it, I’ll leave you to discover. It’s so horrible that I’m not sure I can even watch”. “I’m definitely watching”, Jonny said, and he and Jez and I laughed out loud. Eric was gagged and couldn’t speak but I could see tears and shaking and I could hear various grunts and pleading squeaks, so I knew I was getting through.
“Those will be your first two guests, Eric. Treat all guests nicely and smile. Always thank them afterwards. Kiss their feet or lick their asses if they want. Be keen and ask for more, or you’ll be punished very severely by us afterwards, preferably while the customer watches.
“The third customer wants to focus on your cock and balls – in addition to all the previous guys’ stuff like sewage-dipping, caning and so on. Apparently, he also likes bastinado. After he’s beaten your feet till they’re bruised and bleeding, he’s going to tie you to my special treadmill by your balls with your hands tied behind your back, and make you run on the treadmill's torture-belt which has lots of little tacks and needles built into it - imagine how it'll feel when you run on that with severely caned feet! Then he’s going to do stuff to your sexual organs with a vice, a whole lot of sharp metal tacks, and some massive weights – he’s an amazing sadist!
“Then two guys are going to add burning – you remember the cigars and cigarettes you used on me – well, this is going to be much worse and go on for longer. I’ve also said they can use my quad-bike to drag you naked through the brambles and nettles and bits of barbed wire in the garden.”
“You’re going to be fucking wrecked, Eric,” said Jez, and we all sniggered.
“Later, there’ll be the gangs of five or six people who are going to rape you, use dogs on you, and start cutting bits off you. You’ll lose fingers and toes in the most painful possible ways. It really made me shudder when they talked about it. These guys are true sadists. Anything they cut off you, or falls off you, they’re going to make you eat. Tasty, eh, Eric? Some of the guys are planning a prolonged gang-rape which will ruin your asshole permanently and include some of the most disgusting and painful asshole punishments it’s possible to imagine.
“Eric”, I smiled and lent down and looked him in his beautiful eyes, “in the end they’re going to destroy and remove your sexual organs – and they’ll definitely make sure you're kept in agony for a really long time while they're doing it. Even Jonny was shocked when he heard exactly how they wanted to do it. I’m not going to give away their secrets but, Eric, I can’t wait to see your over-sized dick, or bits of it, in your pretty blonde-boy mouth! "I'm going to watch too", said Jonny.
“That’s what’s in store for you, Eric. Do you reckon you deserve it?”
I told the boys to get Eric out of the cage and to tie him to the spanking bench. Then they could take off his gag and “you can tell me whether you deserve what’s coming to you”.
The boys tried to pull Eric out of that cage by his legs but he was jammed tight. They poked him with sticks in the face but they couldn’t get him to move. Finally, Jonny attached a rope to Eric’s balls and yanked him out backwards. Eric made some horrible guttural noises as his balls were painfully stretched and scrunched by the tight rope and his whole body suddenly uncramped. He screamed through his gag. “Screaming means a caning, Eric”, I said calmly.
“I think Eric should spend four hours every day for a week in that cage with cold water thrown over him every hour he’s in there”, said Jonny. “It would be a fair punishment for giving us hassle getting him out”. I agreed and Eric realised it would be done. Jonny then kicked Eric hard in his hurt balls just as an extra. Jez giggled and I just smiled as Eric bent over in agony and clutched his balls.
The boys tied Eric much more tightly than necessary to the spanking bench – “no harm in a bit of extra tying-up pain”, said Jonny cheerfully as he and Jez tightened the straps a lot more than necessary just to immobilise Eric. The buckles dug painfully into Eric’s back, arms and legs. In fact, they hurt Eric so much that the first thing he begged for when his gag was removed was for the straps to be loosened. All three of us laughed at that. “I don’t think so”, said Jonny and smirked.
Then the serious pleading started and I told the boys to force a different gag, a heavy penis-gag, on to him. Eric nearly choked but it shut him up. “I asked you if you deserve what’s coming to you. That requires an answer. I don’t want to hear anything else." I picked up a heavy prison-strap and swung it in front of Eric’s face. It was a fearsome instrument of punishment, almost half a metre long. "I’m going to give you ten strokes with this strap right now. Then you’ll get ten from Jez and then from Jonny – they're strong boys and they don’t care about you. You’ll get no breaks at ten or twenty but, at the end of the thirty, I’ll ask you the same question as before. If you say anything other than how you deserve to be punished, we’ll give you double, including some on your balls, thighs and feet. Then treble and so on till you’re ready to answer my question – and you know the answer I want, Eric.”
I let rip on Eric with that heavy strap. It produced a sound like a rifle-shot as the thick leather crashed hard into Eric’s protruding naked ass. Despite the agonising tightness of his restraints, Eric shuddered and shifted his body a good inch or two after that first stroke. The restraints bit into him and the pain from the strap grew and spread. Eric produced horrible gurgling sounds from his penis-gagged throat, which we all enjoyed.
At fifteen second intervals, I hit Eric’s ass-flesh with that strap, blistering the hell out of it, ten times without mercy. When I handed the strap over to Jez, there was no unreddened skin on Eric’s ass. Each and every scorching overlay from Jez tortured Eric again. I got hard and started to play with my dick an inch from Eric’s face as Jez got on with the strapping. Finally, it was Jonny’s turn “Is it OK if Jez holds his ass-crack open so I can aim for Eric’s hole and the sensitive bits inside his crack?” I nodded my agreement. I loved the look of horror in Eric’s eyes.
The horror for Eric got more and more real as Jonny smashed that unyielding leather into the most super-sensitive places on Eric’s ass. My cum splattered into Eric’s face as Jonny administered his tenth stroke on to Eric’s hole. The boys applauded and laughed.
They ungagged Eric. “What’s the answer to my question, Eric?” “I deserve to be whored out and punished, Sirs. I’m so sorry for what I did, Sirs. Please, please, have some mercy on me, Sirs.” “I didn’t ask for that last bit. Gag him again, boys!” Eric started to speak quickly, desperately - “I don’t deserve any mercy, Sirs. Please torture me hard, Sirs. Whumh gggh” as they gagged him again.
“Sixty to come, Eric. Then we’ll ask you again. This time, I want you to remember that you deserve to lose your cock and balls after plenty of torture – you’ll beg us to get them cut from your body in slices in the most painful way possible and to show you no mercy ever. I want a fucking speech, Eric. Otherwise, it’ll be another ninety!”
I don’t honestly know how Eric was still conscious at the end of those sixty strokes with that leather strap. His naked body, unable to escape any part of the pain, shook and shuddered with each agonising full-force stroke. We hit his crimson blistered buttocks again and again. We crashed that strap on to Eric's balls at least a dozen times – Jez caught them with the side of the strap a couple of times, pinching his ball-sack and slicing into his balls in a way which must have been excruciating. We punished Eric’s tightly restrained thighs and calves, and Jonny crashed a couple of hits on to the soles of Eric’s exposed feet as well as giving him at least a dozen more on his ass-crack and hole which Jez exposed for him again.
Eric knew the words he had to say.
“I totally deserve what you’ve planned for me, Sirs”, croaked Eric when they removed his gag for the second time. “Please torture and then slice off my cock and balls, and make me eat them, Sirs. Please make it as painful as you can, Sirs. Please make me eat shit, Sirs, and torture me with the sewage tank and make it as filthy as possible, Sirs, even worse than when I gave you dog-shit and a rat to eat in prison. Sirs, please drag me through the most painful possible places and torture me on the spike-treadmill when you’ve beaten my feet. I deserve no mercy, Sirs. Thank you, Sirs”.
Eric broke down and cried. We all laughed and Jonny kicked him hard in the balls.
