College Caper

WARNING:

This story contains sexual acts between males. If this is not to your tastes, and/or is illegal in your area please do not read any further. The full warning/disclaimer/copyright statement is included at the beginning of Chapter 1.

COLLEGE CAPER -- Chapter 6 Copyright (c) 2003 by Scotty Westwood (MM, bd, sm, oral, anal, whipping, cbt, hot wax, initiation)

Friday Night - Hell Weekend At The Manor

Well, the big moment had finally arrived! As I drove through the night I thought about what was about to take place. It was a miracle that I didn't shoot a load right then and there. Sitting in the back of my van were the six hot Phi Sig pledges. They were naked, blindfolded, with their hands handcuffed behind their backs, and they each had a brick tied to their balls. What's more? They were mine for the entire weekend!

They had no clue where we were headed, but I did. It was the old country manor I had purchased years before, set deep in the woods, far from prying eyes and ears. It also had a carefully equipped dungeon with six cells, left over from the days when it had served as the county sheriff's office. And of course there was the vast inventory of toys and BDSM equipment that I had acquired over the years. Put that together with my naked cargo and you had the makings of a fun weekend.

Though I had originally planned on having my regular helper, things had changed, and I was to be alone with these six hot jocks for the next couple of hours.

I didn't mind one bit. My little assistant would arrive in about two hours. Until then, they were mine and mine alone, and I intended to take full advantage of their beautiful bodies.

I could tell that the experience at the Tri Delt house had made an impression on my six charges. I don't think they said a word the entire trip. I did however hear a few whimpers every now and then. I suspected that most were coming from Jared, that overly cute little dude with the bright blond hair, rosy cheeks and boyish looks. Though I knew he had been "deflowered" on stage (DUH, I was in the audience), I was looking forward to doing some nasty things to his sweet, overly young looking body!

Oh yes, and speaking of deflowering. Brian, the hot former Marine who had taught little Jared how to suck a cock and then had broken his cherry in front of the crowd, well damn what could I say! He was a real hottie! His performance at the cemetery was great and I was looking forward to seeing just how much pain the stud could endure!

Then there was Brad. My, my, but he was so hot. His main test so far had been to impale himself on a bunch of beer bottles. I had watched him do that and looked forward to testing more than just his hot little hole. He was SO proud of his beautiful body and I intended to take advantage of that.

Of course, there was Jim. He really had not had very many challenges so far. True, he had been passed through the crowd for some wild feelies, but he had yet to be tested. And there was the fact that he was clearly the most "fanatic" about being straight. I couldn't wait to challenge that.

Steve was the poor dude who had just been punished so severely for his transgression with the young sister of the Tri Delt Pledge mistress. Though I felt sorry for him, I knew that I was only going to give him a short rest. That hard rugby player's body of his was just too much to pass up, and I wanted to test it to the max.

And lastly, there was Todd. The slender dark haired beauty who was struggling with his own sexuality. Of course I could tell! I was well acquainted with that struggle. A guy who had convinced himself he was straight, but was suddenly faced with a flood of desires that said otherwise. His cock was hard the entire time he was on stage, and boy was he hard now!

Anyway, I managed to make it to the manor safely, despite the fact that my own hard-on threatened to become entangled with the steering wheel.

As I approached the manor house, the driveway lights came on automatically, triggered by the motion detectors. I went around to the back of the house and backed the van up to the exterior basement entry.

Though none of the pledges said a word, I could sense their feelings. What was there, was a mixture of fear and excitement. That particular excitement seemed to produce a scent all it's own. It is the smell of naked male bodies, at their prime, pumped up with that incredible essence of arrogance that screamed, "Test me!" It was intoxicating, and I was totally drunk with that smell.

I climbed out of the van, and by the time I reached the rear door, I was in my prime Master mode. I pulled the door open and shouted, "Okay, shitheads, get your sorry asses out of there!"

They seemed shocked, but wasted no time. I watched as they struggled to leave the van. It was an amusing and erotic site. With their hands cuffed behind their backs and blindfolded, they had to fumble their way out. What's more, each had a brick attached to his balls. There was more than one cry of pain as the brick slid to the back of the van and then dropped, delivering a shot of pain on the other end.

When all six were out of the van, I told them to form a line, single file.

There was some confusion at first, then Brian, that Marine hottie, took charge. He took a position and then directed the other pledges to line up behind him. He used his voice to guide them in, and amazingly, within just a few moments, there was a rough line of six naked pledges.

Brian was in the lead, followed by Steve, Todd, Brad, Jim, and finally Jared.

So far so good.

Once again I spoke in my command voice, "Okay turds, you will now bend down and reach back behind you until you can feel the brick of the guy behind you. When you do, you will pick up that brick and hold it against your own balls! As for the guy on the end, don't worry, you just wait. And for the guy in the lead... well, just wait, I'll take care of your brick."

I watched as they rushed to complete their latest assignment.

It did not take them long. Brian bent down, reached back and grabbed Steve's brick and quickly stood back up, with the brick resting on his own balls. The other guys did the same, except for Jared, who was on the tail end. And there the were, all lined up tightly, holding a brick that was tied to the balls of the guy behind them. It was a beautiful sight!

I let them stand like that for several minutes. Then I picked up the brick hanging from Brian's balls and gave it a tug.

"Follow me boys!" I exclaimed as I headed towards the basement entrance.

I glanced around and laughed as I saw the daisy chain of naked guys following obediently. Of course, they had no choice, and in no time, I was standing in the manor basement with my six naked charges. Or, if you prefer, I was standing in my carefully prepared torture chamber with my six naked charges.

Once again I left them stand for a moment. Then I simply dropped Brian's brick. He let out a shriek as it reached the end of the rope and tugged sharply on his balls.

I watched Brian dance around a little then I commanded the other pledges, "Okay boys, now listen up! Your weekend of hell is actually beginning right now. You are expected to obey every command without resistance. You will perform every challenge or task to the absolute best of your ability. If I sense resistance or think that you are not pushing yourself hard enough, you will be required to do a penalty. The first one of you who earns a penalty will become the PENALTY BOY for the rest of the weekend. Which means from that point on, every time one of you earns a penalty, the PENALTY BOY will be required to do one as well. DO YOU SHIT HEADS UNDERSTAND ME?"

They shouted "YES SIR!" Not quite in unison, but close enough.

"Good, now, those of you who are holding bricks will drop them RIGHT NOW!"

The order came so quickly, that they did not have time to think. They just obeyed. And so, I was rewarded with a chorus of screams and moans as the remaining five pledges felt a nasty tug on their balls as the bricks reached the end of their ropes.

"Okay boys, now, reach back and grab the cock of the guy behind you. Make sure you get a good grip on it."

Blindfolded and handcuffed as they were, they had a little trouble completing this task, but they rushed to do it. After a few moments, they were standing close together with the cock of the guy behind held firmly in cuffed hands.

I pulled out a small leash and attached it to the rope around Brian's balls. Then I gave it a tug and said, "Follow me."

The six pledges, shuffled along behind Brian. Shuffle was about all they could do with their hands cuffed and holding onto the dick of the guy behind. I led them around the basement a couple times and lucky for them, no one lost his grip.

Finally I led them back to the center of the room and took the leash off of Brian's cock. I let them stand there holding each other's cocks for several minutes, then I guided their line around until they formed a small circle. At that point, Jared, the guy on the end, was now able to reach the leader's cock. So I guided his hands onto Brian and told him to hang on. Then I spoke.

"Okay, boys, now I am going to tell you about one of the few words you will be allowed to speak this weekend. The word is 'edge.' Unless you are told otherwise, you will say that word when you are at the point when you are just about ready to cum. UNDERSTOOD?"

"Yes sir!" they shouted.

"Good, now each of you has his hands on the cock of the guy behind you. You will now stroke and fondle the guy behind you until he reaches the point when he is just about to cum. He will of course shout EDGE when he hits that point. If you make the guy cum, you will earn yourself a penalty. Once he shouts edge, you will stop stroking and fondling, but you keep your hands on his cock UNDERSTOOD!"

"Yes sir!

"Good, in that case get to it!"

There were a few sighs as they began stroking each other's cocks. I grabbed a chair and sat down to watch. God what a sight it was! The six naked, jocks, standing in a circle, butts to groins with their hands cuffed behind them, stroking the next guy's cock. It did not take them long to start sweating, from the closeness, the exertion and the sexual tension. A few of them were breathing hard.

Now, if you have been following the story, it should not be difficult to guess who was gonna shout edge first. I had my guess, and I was correct.

"EDGE!" echoed across the stone room. And it was a desperate one. Coming from Todd of course. Steve stopped his stroking immediately.

The next one was somewhat of a surprise. It was Jim, the "straightest" of the bunch. He was, however, clearly worked up by Brad's expert handling of his cock and balls. His shouted "EDGE!" was more a plea for mercy than anything else.

Jared was the next to shout. I laughed a little. Jared had a boyish voice that matched his looks, and sounded like he was making a deliberate attempt to sound more manly as he said "EDGE!"

It appeared that Jared's situation had an immediate effect on the guy he was stroking, Brian. My hot former Marine delivered a howling "EDGE"! in true military style.

It did not take long for the last two, Brad and Steve, to make their pronouncements. When they were done, I once again left them standing there for several minutes. They were all breathing hard. Their beautiful hard bodies were glistening with sweat and the room was already permeated with that incredible smell of male sexual excitement.

"Well done boys!"

They seemed very pleased with themselves, so of course I decided to push them a little further. Like I said, it was a great sight, six hot naked young guys, standing in a tight circle, hands cuffed behind their back and holding the hard cock of the guy behind. Sheesh!

"Okay dudes, you're going to do the EDGE exercise again. Only this time, you will hold your hands steady around the cock of the guy behind you. Meanwhile you will start fucking the hands of the guy who's holding your cock. You will continue humping his hands until you hit the edge. When you do, shout "EDGE" and stop your humping. UNDERSTOOD?"

They consider for a moment and then said, "Yes Sir."

"Very, good! So start your hand fucking."

They shifted their hands around the cock they were holding and then began humping. Once again, it was a great sight! Their sense of sexual arousal seemed intensified by the humiliating circumstances. From my view, the scene was much more erotic than before, since the glistening studs were now humping with their groins.

It took a little longer for them to reach the edge this time and they were really sweating when the first voice shouted "EDGE!"

No surprise there though, it was Todd again. That poor bunny was dying to CUM. The others followed in rapid succession and I really couldn't tell what order they were in.

"Well boys, nicely done, very nicely done! You can let go of the cock you are holding, but maintain your position."

I circled the ring of my six edge players, allowing them to catch their breaths. They were all breathing hard. Steve was looking a little wobbly in the knees by this time and young Jared was red all over his body. I couldn't tell how much of this was blush from embarrassment or blood rush from the physical exertion. No matter, he looked good enough to eat!

I waited until their breathing was once again normal and for some of their cocks to start softening. I could tell that they were all very tired, and desperate for a break. Well, a break was just around the corner, but they did not know that. What happened next was the part of this circle game that I was looking forward to the most. Remember, all six guys still had a brick hanging from their balls.

"Okay boys. Now I want each of you to reach back and untie the rope that is tied around your brother's balls. Let the rope and the brick drop to the floor. Go ahead and do it now."

I suspect that there are very few of you guys who have ever tried to untie a rope from around the balls of a guy standing behind you. Especially with your hands cuffed behind your back and being blindfolded.

Needless to say there were plenty of grunts and groans and a lot of fumbling, but eventually they succeeded and the bricks were all on the floor. There was a collective sigh of relief as the pressure on their balls was released and they all seemed much more relaxed. That too was part of my plan. Having a rope tied around your balls with a weight attached makes it harder to cum of course. That was one of the reasons they worked up so much of a sweat getting to the edge during the first two parts of my nasty little circle game. It was the last part, which I knew would be the toughest.

"Okay boys, you've had your rest, now I will explain the last part of our little circle game."

I suspected they all wanted to say. "OH SHIT!" but none did. However, they were looking a little nervous now.

"Once again, I want you to grab hold of the cock of the guy behind you."

They fumbled a bit, but were soon standing as before, each with another guy's cock in hand.

One of the things I have become quite expert at is knowing when a guy is about to cum. There is a distinctive breathing pattern and muscle tightening that almost every guy exhibits. It is different from when they are just working up to it. It is also very easy for me to spot. That also means that it is difficult for a guy to fake me out. That is, to say he is at the edge, when he isn't.

It is important to understand that for this last part of the game.

"Okay boys, now this is what I want you to do. When I say GO, you will immediately start stroking the cock that is in your hands. I want you to get the guy behind you to the edge as quickly as possible. But this time, when he says "EDGE" you will continue stroking, without letting up. You will continue stroking until ALL six of you are at the edge. As soon all six of you are at the edge, I will say STOP. That is when you will stop stroking and NOT before. If I catch any one of you letting up, once his guy has called EDGE, I will charge you with a penalty. If any of you fake being at the EDGE, you will earn a penalty. AND finally, if any one of you CUM's before you are ALL at the edge, you will earn a penalty for yourself, AS WELL AS every member of the group! That means if you CUM, you will get two penalties. One for cumming and one as a member of the group. Do you UNDERSTAND ME BOYS?"

There was a collective gulp. They obviously understood. They said "Yes Sir," but were clearly afraid. After all the first few guys who reached the edge, would have to keep themselves from CUMMING with their cocks being stroked. There was also the fact that their balls were now released from their restraints.

I allowed them to think about their situation for a few more minutes as I walked around the circle, checking their cock's.

Todd was already hard as a rock. As were Brian and Brad. Steve and Jim were fairly soft and it looked like Jared's dick was shrinking in terror. I allowed myself to ponder the upcoming challenge, and then shouted "GO."

Once again they worked on each other's cocks with their cuffed hands. They seemed very cautious and I had to yell at them a couple of times, to get them stroking faster. Once I was sure they were stroking properly, I started walking around the circle, looking for the signs.

As I expected, I saw the beginning of the signs on Todd's body. His breathing shifted suddenly and his muscles tightened. But just as he began to open his mouth, I heard someone else shout "EDGE!" in a high-pitched voice of panic. I walked around the circle to check it out and heard Todd shout "EDGE" behind me. When I got to the source of the first call, I was taken aback. It was Jared. The little dude who only moments before had the shrinking dick. His cock was now rock hard, and standing straight up. He was panting loudly and gritting his teeth. Drops of pre-cum dribbled from the end of his engorged manhood. He was clearly struggling to keep from cumming. Since Jim was the guy stroking Jared, I leaned over and whispered in his ear, "You just keep up the pace on young Jared's cock boy! If I suspect for an instant that you are slowing down or relaxing your grip, you will get a very NASTY penalty." Jim nodded and kept up the pace.

Another minute went by and Jared and Todd were in major distress. Both let out a slight sigh of relief when they heard Brian and Brad shout "EDGE" in quick succession. Four of the pledges were now at the EDGE and of course were now in real danger of cumming as the stroking continued.

They would grit their teeth then pant quickly to hold back their man juices. Once again there was a collective sigh of relief when the fifth guy shouted EDGE. It was Jim and he seemed greatly relieved. Now there was only one left, who was not at the edge. I could see Brian picking up the pace, trying to bring Steve to the edge as quickly as possible. It looked like Steve was getting really close when it happened!

I suspect that Jim might have been just a little too relieved when he hit his own edge. And in that relief, he probably added just enough pressure to Jared's excited cock, to tip the scales.

The scream was blood curdling to say the least!

"OH GOD NO, PLEASE NO!"

I turned to the voice just in time to see young Jared's cock shooting ribbons of his white seed up into the air and onto Jim's back and shoulders. I was amazed that he still had that much in his balls. Especially after his earlier performance at the Sorority House. And he continued shooting as Steve finally shouted "EDGE!"

I immediately shouted "STOP!" and they all stopped stroking.

They were sweating even more and breathing hard. Jared was panting and looked like he was about to cry. I felt a little sorry for the little guy, but also knew I would enjoy using him as the "Penalty Boy" for the rest of the weekend.

"Well boys, it appears we have found our Penalty Boy for the rest of the weekend. Congratulations Jared! That means, of course, that anytime one of your pledge brothers earns a penalty, you will get one as well."

Brian started to say something. I suspect he wanted to protect Jared. I cut him off with a sharp twist to one of his nipples.

"Watch it there Marine, you wouldn't want poor Jared to earn another penalty already would you?"

Brian swallowed hard and mumbled, "Uh, no sir. Sorry sir!"

"That's okay Brian. Just don't let it happen again! Remember, all of you are mine for the weekend. You will do anything and everything I command, without question!"

"Yes SIR!" they shouted.

"Good, now we have some business to take care of. Since Jared CAME, you have all earned a penalty. We will take care of that right now. Now let go of each other's cocks and form a single line standing side by side."

They stumbled around a bit but quickly formed a line.

"Jared, take two steps forward."

The quivering little dude stepped forward. I was amazed by the fact that even though he had just CUM and was very scared, he was still quite hard. I was also mesmerized by the sight of his cock and balls. They were wonderful and perfect! As if a sculptor had been asked to create a perfect manhood set. When he was hard, his cock stood straight up. It had a perfectly formed circumcised mushroom head, with a properly proportional shaft which showed just the right amount of veins. His balls hung down low in a nice sack covered with a soft peach fuzz. And it was all framed by a nice pubic forest of dark hair with blond highlights.

Yes, young Jared's best parts were in for some sweet CBT this weekend.

I walked over to Jared and removed his handcuffs and blindfold. He squinted as his eyes became accustomed to the candle lit room. I watched with amusement as Jared glanced around the room, taking in all the torture devices and equipment.

He seemed frightened of course. Even more so, when he saw me. I was wearing a black hooded robe and had on a mask that covered everything above my mouth.

I placed my hand behind Jared's neck and led him to a far corner of the room. When we got there, I handed him a ring of keys and whispered to him.

"Jared, your penalty will be taken care of shortly. We will do the others first and this is how it is going to work. You will take these keys and use them to un-cuff your pledge brothers. You will also remove their blindfolds. Then place the cuffs, the blindfolds and the keys on that small table over there."

Jared seemed to understand and I motioned for him to proceed.

He quickly did as he was told. In no time, the other five pledges were standing in the center of the room, rubbing their wrists and looking around. They all looked quite nervous now.

Jared returned to my side and I continued my instructions.

"Okay Jared. You will now supervise the penalties for your pledge brothers. Each one is to bend over, grab his ankles and receive ten hard smacks with the fraternity paddle. You will be the one to deliver the smacks and they had better be hard!"

Jared looked like he wanted to object, but he quickly thought better of it.

I handed him the paddle. It was made of wood, and was about 30 inches long and 5 1/2 inches wide. It was the type of paddle that has been used in fraternities since the dawn of time.

"Go ahead Jared!" I scowled.

Jared walked over to the others and quickly explained what they had to do. I could tell Jared was not happy about what he had to do. Of course there were no arguments. They listened to Jared's instructions, then bent over and grabbed hold of their ankles.

I called across the room. "Each of you will count out load as your strokes are delivered!"

Jared walked to the end of the line and took careful aim at Brian's athletic butt. He glance over at me and saw me standing with my arms folded. He got the message and started swinging.

"THWACKKKKK!"

The first blow almost knocked Brian off his feet. Brian shook his head to regain his composure as he shouted. "ONE!"

"THWACKKKK!"

Jared delivered another hard blow and Brian screamed, "TWO!"

I walked across the room and stood behind Jared, I did not want to miss the "cherry blossom" festival that was soon to be spread across those five beautiful sets of cheeks. I whispered in Jared's ear.

"That's perfect BOY, just like that! Don't you dare let up! Understood?"

Jared gulped and glanced back at me, "Uh, yes sir!"

"THWACKKK!"

"THREE" called Brian, through clenched teeth.

By the time Jared reached ten, Brian's ass cheeks were glowing bright red. His eyes were glassed over with tears and he could barely get out the last count... "TTT...TEN!" He shouted with relief.

Jared stepped to the side and took aim at Steve's butt. It was till showing the signs of his punishment back at the Tri Delt House. Though I was tempted to let him off the hook, I let Jared have at him.

"THWACKKK!"

Jared's first blow was just as strong as the ones he had given to Brian.

Steve's voice quivered, as he called out, "ONE!"

"THWACKK!"

That blow knocked Steve off his feet. What's more he screamed as he called the count. "TTT... TWO... FUCK MAN!... GOD DAMN!"

I motioned for Jared to stop. I walked around in front, bent down and grabbed Steve's chin, tilting his head up so I could look into his eyes. They were filling with tears.

"Look boy, you know what you have to do, and you are going to do it. Now since you are already having so much trouble, I'm going to plug that mouth of yours and have someone else count for you. Brian stand up and step over here!"

Brian rushed to obey.

I released Steve's chin and told Brian to face Steve and stand directly in front of him.

"Okay Brian, now plug Steve's dirty mouth with your cock."

Both were taken by surprise but did not argue. Steve reluctantly opened his mouth as Brian grabbed his hair and pulled his face towards his hard manhood. It look like Steve was going to say something, but Brian took care of that possibility, by ramming his cock deep into Steve's mouth. Steve choked a little but quickly adjusted to the new situation.

"Now Steve, if you pull your mouth off of Brian's cock and say another word before Jared is through with you, you will earn yourself and the Penalty Boy another Penalty. Brian will count for you."

I could see Steve understood, so I motioned to Jared.

"THWACKK!"

Brian shouted "THREE!" As Steve took the hit and gyrated in pain.

"THWACKK!"

Another hard blow along with a shuffle of pain from Steve and Brian's count of "FOUR!"

As Jared delivered the next blow, Steve jerked violently and looked like he was gonna pull off of Brian's cock. But he couldn't. Brian grabbed the back of Steve's neck and held his mouth on his cock.

Though I probably should have objected, I didn't. The sight of the hunky Marine, forcibly holding Steve's mouth on his cock, was just too much. And so I watch in erotic fascination as Jared delivered the last few blows. By the time he reached ten, Brian was using all his strength to keep Steve's face buried safely in his pubes. I let the two of them stand like that as Jared moved to the next in line, Todd.

"THWACKK!"

Todd took Jared's first hard blow and shouted "ONE!"

Though I was anxious to watch Todd taking his penalty, I could not pull my eyes off of Brian and Steve. Steve was still bent over, but his hands were no longer around his ankles. Somehow I had missed the fact that during the last few smacks, he must have let go of his ankles and reached forward, wrapping his arms around the back of Brian's thighs, just above his knees. Most likely for balance and but also emotional support.

Brian's cock was still inside his mouth and he was clutching Brian's thighs very tightly as he sobbed. Though Brian was not saying anything, he was patting Steve on the head gently. This was more than just erotic, it was very touching and I decided not to interrupt.

"THWACKKK!"

Todd shouted "TWO" and his penalty continued.

The remainder of Todd's penalty passed without any extraordinary events. As did the ass reddening of Brad and Jim. Sometime during Brad's penalty, I had allowed Steve to pull off of Brian's cock and stand up. He had regained his composure and was looking like the hardened jock I knew he was.

When Jim's penalty was completed, I ordered all of the pledges to stand back in a line, side by side.

I walked behind the line and surveyed the result of Jared's expert paddling. Five bright red athletic butts stared back at me. Man, did that look great. And then there was Jared, who's snow white cheeks provided a sharp contrast to those of his fellow pledges. Jared would of course receive the same penalty as the others, but since he had CUM, he was to receive an additional penalty for that. Oh yes, and since he was the Penalty Boy, he would receive one for that as well.

When I was done with my ass viewing, I went over to the other side of the room, grabbed the end of the wooden punishment horse and wheeled to the center of the room, facing the pledges. It was essentially a large saw horse with a wide padded top bar that was angled slightly. There were leather restraints attached to all four legs that could be moved up and down.

The horse's victim would lean over and place his chest on the padded cross bar. His arms would be pulled down the front and secured to each leg of the horse with the leather restraints. Then his legs would be spread wide as his ankles were secured to the horse's rear legs. If the victim was to receive a severe punishment, two wider straps would be wrapped around his knees and secured to the rear legs as well. The result of this devilish bondage was that the person delivering the punishment had full access to the victim's back, butt thighs, legs and genitals. If a genital whipping was in order, there would be no way the victim could block any blows with his legs. The knee restraints took care of that.

Jared's eyes opened wide as he looked at the horse. In fact they were all eyeing it. I left them to their thoughts for a few minutes as I moved a small table into place beside the horse. The pledge's eyes were on me as I slowly placed several items on the table.

First there was the fraternity paddle. The boys were VERY familiar with it. Then there was a leather strap, followed by two riding crops (0ne large, one small), a cat-o-nine tails, a leather parachute with weights, and my favorite device, a "Water-Bater."

Before continuing I should explain about two of the devices (in case there are some who aren't familiar with them).

First the parachute. It is a circular piece of leather with metal snaps and three small metal chains. It has a whole in the middle with the slit extending to the outer edge. To use it, you hold the slit open and slide the leather circle onto the victim's ball sac, just above his balls. The slit is then snapped together. At this point the guy's balls will be hanging down through the center of that leather circle. The three metal chains will be dangling but do come together at their ends. That is where the weights are attached. Once the weights are in place, the leather circle takes on a conical or parachute shape as it is pulled down around the balls by the chains. Needless to say, the balls cannot pass through the hole in the leather "chute" so they are pulled down as well.

Then there was the "Water-Bater." It is essentially a plastic cylinder with water encased in its thick soft walls. When plugged in, a tiny heating element warms the water while an elastic constriction ring moves slowly up and down the walls of the cylinder. There is also a Velcro strap on one end that is used to secure it in place. Put this thing on a guy's cock and it will feel like a strong warm hand is slowly stroking away. It is a hand that NEVER gets tired. This particular one was the deluxe model, which meant it had ten levels. At level one, the water is just warmed a little... the constriction band is at it's loosest setting, and the speed of the band moving up and down is very slow. With each level, the water grows hotter... the band tighter and the stroking becomes faster.

After I was done placing all of the items on the table, I scanned their faces. Their eyes were glued to the table top as they considered the possibilities for each item.

"Well boys. Before we finish up our little session, I am going to explain to you the rules for the rest of the weekend. Pay close attention. If you break any of these rules, you will be charged with a penalty and of course, so will the Penalty Boy." A couple of them glanced at Jared who had a worried and pleading expression on his face.

"The first rules concern your own bodies. From now until the end of the weekend, you will not touch your own cock, balls or ass for ANY REASON without my orders. This includes going to the bathroom. Each of you will be assigned a bathroom buddy. If you have to use the bathroom, your buddy will go with you. He will be the one to hold your cock in place while you take a piss. He will also be the one to wipe your ass after you take a shit!"

They all looked embarrassed as hell at this point.

"Your bathroom buddy will also be your eating buddy. At meal times, you will feed each other. No one will feed themselves."

That one seemed fairly easy.

"Next, you will absolutely NOT CUM without my permission. Nor will you help one of your buddies CUM without my permission. If you ever reach the point where you are about to CUM, you will shout EDGE like you did during the circle game."

"Your talking will be kept to an absolute minimum. By that I mean you will talk only when necessary to complete a task or challenge. There will be NO idle chit chat. Do you understand so far?" "Yes sir!" they exclaimed.

"Good. And finally, you will obey every order without complaint. Complaining is grounds for a penalty. Do you understand all the rules?"

"Yes sir!" they declared again.

"Very good. Now I have a piece of good news for all of you."

Standing there naked, most with flaming asses and after the experiences of the Brick Run, they looked like they could use some really good news right about now!

"In accordance with the agreement I made with your Pledge Master, your Pledge period will be shortened by TWO weeks IF I give him an overall positive report about how you guys do during this weekend!"

That seemed to get their attention. The agreement was true and I would give the boys a positive report, IF and ONLY IF they followed the rules and obeyed all my orders.

The news had the desired effect on my naked charges. Though their faces still showed some fear, there was also something else. That something was a combination of hope and determination. They had a purpose now and a reward ahead. It was just enough of a boost to enable them to completely surrender to those wild desires that course through their bodies.

"Okay boys. How about a bathroom break?"

They brightened up even more as they said, "YES SIR!"

I quickly assigned them to their bathroom buddies. And NO, Jared and Brian were not together. The assignments went like this: Brian and Jim, Brad and Steve, Todd and Jared. If you have been keeping up with this ongoing story, you might want to take a moment to consider those pairings. It might give you some very interesting food for thought! Or food for fantasies! Of course you have to know the guys to really get into it. I'm not going to take the story time to delve into that right now.

Anyway, I let them go to the bathroom with their buddies. I stood near the door to listen to their exchanges. I was pleased to note that they were following my orders. The little pieces of conversation I heard confirmed that. "Yo dude, push my cock down more, it's splashing against the side... I think you missed some shit on my ass... and so on."

Okay, so there we were. The guys were once again back in line, with empty bladders and asses. They all seemed much more relaxed. So it was of course time to rain on their parade, or at least one parade.

"Well boys, looks like you guys are just about ready for bed."

They liked that bit of news.

"But, there is one small matter of business we need to take care of."

There were some looks of concern. But hell, they were loose.

"Five of you have performed your penalty. We still need to deal with Jared's penalties."

The blood ran out of Jared's previously relaxed and glowing face as the others glanced his way.

"Now I am going explain where things stand. To start with, Jared CAME during the last part of the circle game. That of course earned him one penalty, just for that. Since the rules were that if any of you came, you would all receive a penalty, he earned another penalty, since he is part of the group. So that brought Jared to two penalties. And finally, since Jared was the first guy to earn a penalty, he became the Penalty Boy for the weekend, which means he gets one more. So, Jared will now receive THREE penalties."

There was absolutely no more blush in Jared's normally rosy cheeks. He was white as a ghost. Though I saw some sympathy in the faces of his fellow brothers, they clearly knew that there was nothing they could do. Oh yes, and there was the recent hard paddling they had received at Jared's own hands which was probably helping to alleviate some of their concerns. Funny how a stinging ass does that.

Being as enamored as I was with the dynamics of interpersonal relationships, I knew what Brian was feeling. His face confirmed my conclusions. Brian was the tough Marine. Gay yes, but truly tough. If he took a "shine" to someone, he would freely sacrifice his own well-being for that person. And Brian had CLEARLY taken a shine to that sweet little boyish Jared. The events earlier that evening made that very clear. Brian was feeling very sorry for Jared and I was sure he would sacrifice himself to save Jared from more pain and suffering.

I toyed with the idea for a moment, and decided that I would not give Brian that chance, at least not right now. Hmmmm. BUT, it might just be fun to test the other Pledges' devotion to a brother in need. After all, three of my penalties would seem to be really hard for anyone to take.

"Jared, come over here boy. NOW!."

Jared walked over and stood beside me. He was a man condemned to a terrible fate and he was showing it. His dick was once more shrinking inside his body.

"You have earned three penalties. We will start with the same one your brothers have received. Now bend over and grab your ankles."

Jared did as he was told. It only took a moment for his beautiful white ass to be in position for his paddling. I picked up the fraternity paddle and extended it to Steve.

"You will go first Steve. Give him two hard whacks. And I warn all of you, those whacks had better be just as hard, or harder than the ten he gave each of you!"

Steve took the paddle and walked over to Jared.

He took careful aim and delivered a NASTY whack to Jared's white cheeks.

"THWACKKK!"

Jared moaned, but managed to say "ONE," through his tightly clenched teeth.

"THWACKKK!"

Steve delivered his second blow, even harder than the first. "UH.. TWO!" Jared managed to squeak.

"Todd, you're next," I exclaimed.

Steve handed the paddle to Todd, who wasted no time.

"THWACKKK!"

Jared grunted, "THREEEE!"

"THWACKKK!"

"FFFF.. FOUR!"

Jared was whimpering now. Tears were running down his cheeks. But to his credit, the little dude did not let go of his ankles and kept his butt in the air. I also could not help but notice that his cock was no longer shrinking.

In fact it was rising rapidly. This was one hot little package!

I gestured and Todd passed the paddle to Jim.

Jim looked a little reluctant to take it. After all he was the guy who had made Jared cum. The reluctance passed quickly, and Jim delivered TWO nasty whacks to Jared's reddening cheeks.

Brad was next. His whacks were the hardest yet. When he was done, Jared was sobbing deeply and his eyes were swollen with tears. BUT, he still had not let go of his ankles. What's more, his cock was now sticking straight up into his boyish little abs.

And now it was Brian's turn. Of course I wanted it this way. He stared at Jared's bright red ass and looked at the little quivering body. Brian was being torn apart inside. I, on the other hand was in sadistic heaven. It was a win- win situation. If Brian did as he was supposed to, he would deliver two very hard whacks to Jared's hot and burning little ass. That in itself would be fun to watch. And, if Brian delivered some softer blows, he would earn a penalty for himself and one more for his darling little penalty boy. Needless to say, both penalties would be BAD!

I watched Brian's face as he made his decision. He raised the paddle and delivered two incredibly hard blows to Jared's ass in quick succession.

Jared screamed loudly, but still managed to cry, "NINE... TEN!" as he was knocked off his feet and landed in a crying heap on the floor. He laid on the floor for just a moment, then quickly scrambled back to his feet and assumed the position.

He was shaking terribly and crying, but there he was, bending over with his hands around his ankles and his now flaming red ass in the air. His gorgeous little body was covered with sweat and he was breathing very hard.

I leaned down and took a look at his groin. His cock was sticking straight out and its head was glistening with a fair amount of pre-cum. This was one remarkable little dude.

"Okay, Jared, you can stand up now." Jared let go of his ankles and stood up. He tried hard to stifle his tears as he stood before his fellow pledges. He seemed totally unconcerned about the fact that his dick was now pointing straight up in the air, in complete and total arousal.

"Well, you all did very well. You too Jared, you took your penalty with honor and in keeping with the highest Phi Sig traditions. You should be proud of yourself."

Jared brightened up quickly. He wiped the remaining tears from his face and was now standing very proudly.

"Okay, now we have two penalties to go!"

Jared flinched a little, but was still on running on his little high from the praise I had just dished out.

"Are you ready for the next penalty Jared?"

Jared looked straight ahead and declared, "YES SIR!" His male hormones were now running ay full speed.

"Well, good. Now listen up boys. I suspect that some or all of you are thinking that two more penalties is going to be pretty rough on your brother Jared here. If so you are correct, it will be. But there may be a way to make things just a little easier for him. Since you are soon to be fraternity brothers, it would be acceptable for one of you to volunteer to take his place for one of those penalties."

They looked surprised and concerned. What I had just done was to challenge their bonds of fraternal love and devotion. One or all of them had to volunteer or the honor of the pledge class would be tainted.

Jared tried to say something, but I silenced him with a wave of my hand. I had no doubt that he would have pleaded to take the penalties he had earned, regardless of how unfair they were. That little move on Jared's part had it's effect on the others.

"If you are willing to sacrifice yourself and take Jared's place for one of his two penalties, raise your hand now!"

I am sure that most people would have expected some delay at this point. A moment of hesitation... some looks to see what the others were doing and so on. Well there was none! All five pledges raised their hands. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jared's eyes fill with tears.

"Well, well, this is an extraordinary group of pledge brothers. Don't worry Jared, I'll decide who takes your place for one of the remaining penalties."

I knew that Brian would be anxious to be the one chosen, so of course that ruled him out. I also decided not to choose Steve. He had been through a lot of punishment already and needed a rest. That left Brad, Jim and Todd. I looked at the three and made my decision quickly.

"Okay, I have decided who's offer to accept. But before we proceed, I have a little treat for you all."

I directed them to follow me to the corner of the room. As I explained in an earlier chapter, this basement room had a small stone lined waterway that came in one side of the room and when out the other. It was fed by springs and was always ice cold. There was a keg of beer sitting in the icy waters and seven large mugs were lined up on the trough wall.

I had Brian fill the seven mugs and then I toasted the Phi Sig Pledge class. Then I had each of them propose a toast of their own. There was one for the "Phi Sig Brothers... one for the Tri Delt Sisters... one for the US Marine Corps (guess who made that one!)... one for the University... One for the brewery... and one for me (Not that surprising I guess, since they were now eager to please me. What was a little surprising was that it came from Jared, the Penalty Boy).

It didn't take long to empty the big mugs and I made sure Brian filled them again. I drank only the first mug full. I knew what lay ahead, and I did not want to impair my judgment.

I allowed them to savor the beer for just a little while, then ordered them to chug what they had left. They raised their mugs and quickly chugged the remainder of their beers. What can I say, it's a guy thing!

When they were done, I ordered Brian, Jim, Steve and Brad to follow me. I led them to the cells on the other side of the room. I directed Brian and Jim into the first cell. As soon as they were in, I locked the cell door behind them. Then I did the same to Steve and Brad. They were in the third cell.

Since the cells were basically open barred jail cells the guys could see everything that was taking place in the main room. Also, as far as the cell's were concerned. On this occasion, they had only two objects inside. On the floor in the center of the room was a small mattress and one small blanket. As you can imagine, this stone walled basement would get a little chilly at night. With two boys in each cell, they would have no choice but to share the tiny little mattress and blanket.

With those four locked away, it was time to get back to the penalty business. I motioned for Jared and Todd to join me. They hurried over and then I led them to the side of the room where the Rack was.

"Okay, boys, here's the deal. One of you is going on the rack, and the other one on the punishment horse. Both have their own unique punishment features that go along with the bondage. You will spend the rest of the night on whichever one you get."

They both looked very nervous as I pulled a coin out of my pocket.

"I'm going to toss this coin in the air. Todd, since you were brave enough to volunteer, you call it. The winner gets the Rack, the loser, the Punishment Horse."

I tossed the coin. Todd called "HEADS." I caught the coin and then showed them the result. It was TAILS. Todd would spend the night on the horse and Jared on the Rack.

"Okay Todd, you go over and wait beside the horse. This will take a few minutes."

Todd walked over to the horse and stood silently as I directed Jared to climb on to the rack and lay on his back.

Jared raised his hands above his head and I quickly secured his wrists in the padded leather cuffs. I did the same thing to his ankles. Then I walked around to the wheel at the end of the Rack and began turning it. Jared's hot naked body was soon stretched to it's first pain point. The muscles in his arms and legs struggled to adjust to the pulling forces. His stomach and groin were drawn tight as a drum.

I double checked to ensure that there was still circulation in his hands and feet. They were fine. The restraints were in exactly the right position. I left Jared like that and headed over to the Punishment Horse.

Now don't worry. That was not all that was in store for little Jared that night. I didn't tell you about the two tracks that were suspended above the rack and what they were all about. Todd was standing beside the horse with his hands at his side. He had given up trying to hide the state of his manhood, which was once again painfully hard.

I grabbed hold of Todd and forced his chest down onto the horses padded cross bar. I pulled his arms down the front and secured his wrists to the horse's front legs. Then I went around to the back and quickly secured his ankles to the rear legs. I put the knee restraints on him and secured his knees to the legs as well. He was now completely immobilized and I had full access to his back, butt, thighs, calves and of course genitals.

With the two boys, secured I raised my voice and announced.

"Well everyone, Todd and Jared are now ready for their penalties. You all may be interested in knowing what they are called. Well, Jared's Penalty is called a Rack Waxing. You'll see what that is about very soon."

I glanced over to Jared and saw him flinch.

"Todd's penalty is called Cock & Ball Torture Extreme. We will begin that right now."

Todd looked scared shitless. And well he should be, I thought.

With the formalities over I set to work. I picked up the parachute and secured on Todd's ball sac, just above his balls. Picked up two of the weights and attached them to the parachute chains. The leather parachute folded won over Todd's balls and pulled them taught. Todd moaned as he felt the weight on his balls.

"I will be back in a moment for your cock whipping Todd."

Todd's eyes went wide. I let him think about it as I returned to the rack and my taught little Jared.

Jared's eyes followed me as I reached up to the two tracks above him. They were train tracks from a model train set that I had mounted on a couple of long steel pipes. The pipes were in turn suspended with hinged spring loaded arms. I pulled on the tracks and they swung down into place, about 12 inch's above Jared's stretched body. One of the tracks ran from the top of his left shoulder, down his chest, across his stomach and pubes and ended about midway between his left knee and groin. The other one began at his right shoulder and continued down his body in similar fashion to his right thigh.

Now remember, both of the tracks were suspended 12 inches above his body.

I reached under the rack and pulled out two small toy railroad cars. They were battery powered and set to run at a very slow speed. They would run along the little tracks above Jared, until they reached the end of the track. Then they would reverse direction and go back the other way. They could keep up this back and forth movement for hours.

I let Jared look at the little cars. He did not seem to understand what they were for. Then I pointed to the little round wire loops extending from the sides of each car. He still didn't get the picture.

So I reached under the rack again and retrieved four white utility candles. I placed the candles in the loops on either side of the cars, and placed the cars on the tracks.

At last Jared understood. Since the candles were being held by open loops, there would be no where for the hot wax to go but down. And down meant right onto the various parts of Jared's painfully stretched naked body.

With the candles and cars in place, I switched the cars on but did not light the candles. I let Jared watch as the cars moved slowly up the track. It was clear that their course would take them over his chest, nipples, stomach, pubes, cock, balls and his tender inner thighs. And even if he was able to move his body to the side to avoid the wax dripping from one car, he was sure to be directly beneath the other.

I let Jared consider this for a moment and returned to Todd.

Todd was sweating like crazy. Is cock was still rock hard and was twitching. I picked up the small riding crop and held it in front of his face.

"Ready for your cock whipping Todd?"

Todd couldn't speak. He just nodded.

I added another weight to the parachute on his balls. He moaned as his balls were pulled a little lower. Then I picked up the small riding crop and knelt down beside the horse. I could see Todd's huge cock sticking straight out above his tortured balls. I looked to the cells and could see that the other four were watching in horrified fascination.

"Okay Todd, for this part of the penalty, you will receive ten lashes to your cock."

Todd was frozen in anticipation and again he just nodded and then gritted his teeth.

"Good boy, now here we go."

I took aim at his throbbing hard-on. There was a little rectangular piece of leather at the end of the crop which would make a whopping sound whenever it struck skin.

The first blow landed on the underside of Todd's penis, just below his engorged cock head.

"WHOPPPPPP!"

Todd pulled against his restraints, "ARRRGGGGGGGGH!" he gasped as the pain coursed through his hard member.

I let him catch his breath. As I waited I heard the sound of someone coming down the outside stairs. Perfect timing, I thought.

"Well Todd it seems like my assistant has arrived. I think I'll let him finish your penalty while I work on Jared."

Todd seemed to take it in stride. The others watched as I went over to open the door. Jared was also straining to see. Todd's back was to the door, so he would just have to wait to see.

By the looks on their faces, I could tell that the dramatic and surprise entry of my assistant was having the desired effect. Now there was to be a second witness to their humiliation. Someone else who would be watching and probably directing them through more challenges.

I opened the door and motioned my assistant inside. He was rather short and skinny and had a boyish face like Jared. However, his looks were on the geekish side. He was wearing a pair of military issue camouflage pants, a khaki T-shirt and floppy camouflage bush hat. All in all, it made for an interesting picture.

I closed the door behind him and directed him to the Punishment Horse. The four guys in the cells watched his approach. He passed into a pool of light from one of the wall candles and they saw his face. Their eyes went wide.

Todd saw their reaction and gave them a look that said, "WHAT?"

None of them spoke of course. They just stood and stared.

My assistant reached the Punishment Horse and slowly stepped around to the front. He leaned down, took off his hat and looked Todd straight in the eye.

"Hello there COCK BOY. Nice to see you again!"

Todd's eyes went wide and his body trembled. Of course it was Glen, that diminutive little geek from Forest Hall. The guy who had pulled out some of his pubic hairs and teased him without mercy. And now it appeared that it was he who would be directing Todd's Cock & Ball Torture Extreme Penalty.

Todd shook some more as Glen glanced down to his cock and balls.

"Looks like someone's been having some fun tonight, Cock Boy!"

Glen reached down and took hold of Todd's penis. He gave it a few good squeezes.

"DAMN, you are hard boy! This going to be fun!"

Glen looked over to me.

"Well sir, where do things stand?

I smiled and said, "He still has nine cock lashes coming and as you can see he already has some weights on his balls. You know the rest of the Cock and Ball Extreme thing Glen, so enjoy yourself. And feel free to throw in any of your little "extra's!"

Glen seemed very pleased. Todd was having enough trouble dealing with his concerns about the Cock and Ball Extreme terminology. Now he had to deal the possibility of some "extras" from Glen.

Glen wasted no time getting comfortable. He pulled off his T-shirt and pulled a little step stool in front of the horse. Then he climbed up on the stool. His groin was now in front of Todd's face. He slowly unbuttoned his pants and pulled them open. Todd stared at the huge tent in Glen's boxers.

Then he caught a whiff of that familiar scent. It was a combination of piss, stale cum and a manly musk. Todd's eyes rolled up into his head and his cock started twitching. He was no longer fighting the conflicting feelings. He had decided to give in to them and see what happened.

Todd started licking his lips in anticipation. That made Glen laugh.

"Don't worry Cock Boy, you'll be getting plenty of that soon enough!"

He glanced towards the cells. "And so will your buddies!"

"But that's later, we have work to do now." He re-buttoned his pants, climbed off the stool and picked up the small riding crop. He walked to the side of the horse and leaned down. He tapped Todd's cock with the end of the crop and said, "Here we go!"

Todd clenched his teeth as Glen took careful aim.

"WHOPPPPPP!" Glen's first blow hit the tip of Todd's cock head, directly on his piss slit.

"ARRRGGGGGGGGH!" gasped Todd.

Glen didn't wait for Todd to catch his breath.

"WHOPPPPPP!" It was another nasty blow. This one landed on the underside of Todd's throbbing penis, just above the parachute that was pulling on his balls.

Todd pulled against his restraints and screamed, "ARRRGGGGGGGGH!" His thigh muscles tensed as he instinctively tried to pull his knees together. But, of course he couldn't. The knee restraints took care of that.

Though I wanted to continue watching Glen do his thing, I had work to do myself. I walked over to the rack and took a look at Jared. His taught naked body was covered with a light sheen of sweat. His cock was once again at it's hardest and was pointing up towards his chest. His eyes were glued to the little cars moving on the tracks above his body.

I reached under my robe and pulled out a lighter. I held the lighter in front of Jared's face and flicked it on. Jared flinched at the sound and his eyes grew wide as I slowly moved the flame to the first candle. The cars were moving very slowly and it did not take anytime at all to light all four candles.

Jared's eyes watched the four little candle flames above his body. He started to shake a little, as the candle flames grew to their full height. One of the cars was over his left nipple and moving towards his groin. The other was above his right thigh and moving in the opposite direction.

I watched in fascination as the first drops of wax began to puddle on the candle tips. Each was leaning very slightly, so that the drops of wax would fall away from the candle. But not enough to cause them to burn down too fast.

Jared flinched as another "WHOPPPPPP!" and "ARRRGGGGGGGGH!" sound echoed across the room. Glen was continuing his work on Todd's tortured cock.

Then it was Jared's turn. The first drops of wax came from the car on his right. They landed on his sensitive inner thigh. If you have never felt hot wax on your body before, I can tell you, it can be very intense. The wax really burns for a second or two. It causes the skin to redden a little, but it does not actually create a burn. But it sure as hell feels like it!

Jared's scream was an "AHHHHHHHHH...GEEEZE!" His body shook violently and he strained against his bonds. He was still thrashing when the first drops from the left car landed on and around his left nipple.

"OOOH...AHHHGGGGGG!" he mumbled through his now clenched teeth.

I doubled checked Jared's bonds again. They were snug and tight, but his circulation was okay. His body would be kept taught for the night but would not be damaged. I covered Jared's eyes with a blindfold and whispered in his ear.

"You are doing very well Jared my boy. The penalty will be tough, but I know you will make it through." I patted him gently on the head and headed towards the cells. Another "AHHHHHHHHH...GEEEZE!" echoed behind me to confirm that Jared's waxing was proceeding as planned.

I saw Glen kneeling in front of Todd. He was tying a small leather cord around the tip of Todd's cock. I knew what that was for. He would use that cord to hold Todd's cock in whatever position he wanted for the remainder of the cock whipping.

As I approached the cells, I blew out some of the candles on the wall mounts and dimmed the lights that had been illuminating the cells.

"Okay, the rest of you guys need to get some sleep. Don't worry about Todd and Jared they're not going anywhere."

"OOOH...AHHHGGGGGG!" Jared's latest reaction to the hot wax, seemed to confirm what I said.

I motioned to the four guys in the two cells. With some reluctance, they laid down on the tiny mattress, side by side and pulled the blanket over themselves. The mattress was so small, that they would have to press their naked bodies together, to keep from touching the cold stone floor. I waited until they were settled and then walked over to Glen.

He was once again kneeling beside the horse. He was tugging on the leather cord and pulling Todd's erection down, in order to get a clear shot at the top side.

"WHOPPPPPP!" Glen delivered a nasty blow to the center of Todd's cock. Todd screamed and bucked wildly.

"WHOPPPPPP!" Another blow landed at the base, just where the cock entered Todd's dense pubic forest. "ARRRGGGGGGGGH!"

Then Glen pulled Todd's cock back in the opposite direction. Todd's great manhood was now stretched taught against his abdomen. The sensitive underside was now completely exposed and open.

"WHOPPPPPP!" That one landed on just below the cock head, and Todd screamed.

Of course I could still hear some sound from Jared. Though you might want to call them screams, they were not as intense as the first few and were becoming more like moans. It appeared that young Jared was learning how to channel his pain.

I watched in fascination as Glen ruthlessly completed Todd's cock whipping. He was of course familiar with the procedure, having been in Todd's position on more than one occasion. After all Glen needed a summer job and he was one of the best waiters at Tammerlane's, but because he was not as studly looking as the other waiters, he never seemed to earn as much in tips as they did. Add the obvious feelings of resentment to his inborn sadistic nature, and you had the perfect little assistant. Glen just loved humiliating and torturing the jock boys.

At last Todd's cock whipping ordeal was over. He was sweating profusely and breathing heavily. His eyes were filled with tears, but his reddened cock was still very hard.

Glen did not wait for any further instructions from me. He removed the leather cord from Todd's cock and retrieved the `Water-Bater' from the table. Then he put some ointment on Todd's poor tortured cock. I knew it would help ease the pain from the lashing, but it would also serve as a lubricant.

Todd looked down and watched as Glen slid the Water-Bater over his cock. The soft plastic cylinder covered his penis from it's base to just below the cock head. A strap at the bottom of the Water-Bater was pulled around his balls and secured with a piece of Velcro. There was no way the thing would slip off.

His eyes blinked when Glen switched the Water-Bater on. He felt a very slight warming sensation as the heating element inside the Water-Bater's plastic walls began to heat the water. Then there was something else. The band inside the walls constricted ever so lightly around his cock and began slowly moving up. The band would travel up and down the length of his cock for as long as the Water-Bater was plugged in. Of course it was currently on the lowest level. Through the course of the night, it would cycle back and forth through all ten levels. By the time it reached the highest level, the band which was much tighter would be moving up and down quite rapidly and the water would be rather hot.

Needless to say, Todd's cock was in for a long night of relentless jacking and stimulation.

When Glen was satisfied that everything was in place, he walked over to me. I motioned for him to follow me outside the room.

We stepped into the stairway that leads up into the Manor House kitchen. I closed the door behind us, so the pledges could not hear.

"Nice job Glen, I am very pleased. Now I'm going to review your instructions. Did you bring something to read?"

"Yes sir, I have a novel in my backpack and a couple of things for school."

"Okay fine. Just be sure to keep an eye on Jared and Todd. I don't think there will be any problems. If needs be you can loosen the rack a bit. And re-light any of the candles if they blow out. Once they are just about down to the bottom, you can blow them out and turn off the cars."

"I understand Sir."

As much as I wanted to stay and watch, I knew I had to get some sleep. We had a long day ahead of us. I turned to head up the stairs, but paused and looked at Glen.

"Oh yes, and Glen, you may play with both of them if you like, to pass the time. But you are not to make either of them CUM. If they do, it will be on their own, which of course neither of them has permission to do. I don't know if Jared will come, but you and I both know that Todd certainly will, more than once, so keep track of the number of times he does. If they manage to fall asleep, don't wake them."

I glanced down to Glen's crotch. His khaki pants were tented out.

"And as much as you might want to fuck Todd in his current position, don't! Finger him all you want, rub your cock in his crack, but no fucking... yet! Understood?"

Glen's face had a nasty smile as he said, "Yes sir!"

"Good, now I am going to get some sleep. I'll be down in about five hours."

"Goodnight sir, you can count on me!"

I knew I could. Glen was a real night owl. As much as I enjoyed leaving boys in nasty predicaments overnight, I always ensured that there was someone on watch, with them. For safety's sake. Glen would play with Jared an Todd a little, especially Todd, but he would follow his orders. Of that I had no doubt.

When I reached my bedroom, I stripped naked and quickly climbed into bed. I reached over to my nightstand and flipped the switch on the small speaker box. It was the sound monitor for the dungeon.

As I lay there, cock in hand, I listened to the sounds. I could hear Jared's periodic sharp squeaks and grunts and pictured the drops of hot wax landing onto his most sensitive body parts. I stroked harder as I imagined what his gorgeous boy cock would look like in the morning, probably still hard and covered with wax, along with his balls, pubes, stomach, chest and thighs.

Then there was another sound. It was Todd. He was obviously in distress already. He was moaning and gasping for breath. In my mind I could see what was happening by the sounds I heard. Though I could have switched on the basement video monitor, I decided to let the sounds create the picture in my mind. I would of course have the video tapes from the entire weekend, for later viewing. For now I would jack myself to sleep using the theater of my mind.

There were a couple of plops' followed by a very faint rustling sound and another muffled plop.' I knew exactly what that was. Glen had just taken off his shoes, pants, and boxers.

My cock stiffened in my hand as I imagined him walking across the floor towards Todd. There was no doubt in my mind that he was intent on finishing what he had started earlier that night. I had my confirmation as I heard wood scrapping on stone. I knew that Glen had pulled the little step stool over to the front of the Punishment Horse. I heard the legs wobble a little and knew that Glen was now standing on the stool with his groin in front of Todd's face.

Todd was moaning again and there were a couple of groans from the hapless Jared. Then I heard Glen speak in hushed tones, "Okay, cock boy, you are going to finish the job that got interrupted back at the dorm. Now open your fucking mouth!"

Todd's moaning grew a little louder, no doubt due to the fact his mouth was now open wider. Then in mid-moan, it was suddenly muffled. That, I knew meant that Glen's cock was now inside Todd's mouth.

Again, the hushed voice, "NOW, suck it cock boy!"

A series of muffled slurps and moans followed. That went on for a little while. Soon, there were some additional moans, coming from Glen. I was jacking myself harder now and fighting the temptation to turn the video monitor on.

Todd's moaning grew louder. There was a loud slurp and I realized that Todd had pulled off of Glen's cock as soon as I heard Todd, call out, "EDGE!"

There was another moan and slurp. No doubt Glen had forced his cock back into Todd's mouth.

Jared groaned loudly.

Then there was a new sound. It was a thrashing sound. The Punishment Horse was rocking on it's legs as Todd began gyrating wildly. I figured the Water-Bater must be at one of it's higher levels by now.

Once more the loud slurp, but this time it was followed by a VERY DESPERATE sounding "EDGE." I heard Todd's labored breathing and loud panting.

"OHH GOD... EDGE... EDGE!" He called out desperately. He was trying hard to keep himself from cumming but was losing the battle.

To make matters worse, I could hear Jared's voice rising. "OOOH...AHHHGGGGGG!"

"AHHHHHHHHH...GEEEZE!" He almost shouted.

I could not stand it anymore. I grabbed the remote and flipped on the video monitors. I looked at the one that was recording the action on the rack. Even in the low light I had a nice picture. Jared's stretched body was in full view. I could see the drops of wax all over his white skin. His cock was very hard. I saw some drops of wax land on his cock. He convulsed "OOOH...AHHHGGGGGG!" and started pumping his groin.

Then I looked at the Punishment Horse monitor. The naked Glen was standing on the stool with his groin in Todd's face, exactly as I had pictured. Todd was thrashing wildly. Again Todd screamed "EDGGGGGGGGGE!"

There was another "OOOH...AHHHGGGGGG!" from Jared. I glanced at his monitor. His groin was pumping like mad as a drop of wax hit his balls.

DAMN, it was like New Year's Day and I had the end of two bowl games on at once.

Then it happened. Todd had just started to say edge again, when he lost his long battle. "ED...EHHHHHH...AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

I pulled my eyes away from Jared, just in time to see Todd's massive orgasm. Blast after blast shot from his tortured cock. His first shot hit Glen in the right thigh. Though he was expecting it, the sudden blast seemed to catch Glen off guard. He fell backwards off the stool. As he was going down, two more blasts of heavy Todd seed caught him in the face and chest. I wanted to shout, "INCOMING!" I was so hot and turned on, I could hardly breath, but it felt so good!

Glen was able to turn and break his fall with his hands. The result of his quick turnaround was that Todd's final volleys caught Glen right in the ass.

I watched in utter fascination as Todd's gyrations subsided. He was catching his breath. There was a great sense of relief on his face. I knew that his relief would turn to something else as soon as he realized that the Water-Bater was not at all effected by his release, and was continuing its work on his cock.

As much as I wanted to watch Glen deal with the cum that was now all over his body, I had to get back to Jared's monitor.

Jared was breathing deeply now. He was flinching as more wax dropped onto his chest and stomach. I noted that his cock seemed just a little softer and that the head was sparkling.

I looked at his flat stomach and saw some more sparkles from reflected candle light. And of course there it was, a nice large pool of fresh Jared cum. Jared had shot his own load about the same time as Todd. Though I had missed it, I consoled myself with the fact that I had the video tape. AHHH, yes, that would make for many sweet jack off nights.

I flipped off the video monitors and laid back on the bed. I was in a euphoric state. I started fondling my cock again. It was a little soft and sticky. I looked down and realized that some where in the heat of Todd's battle, I had cum as well.

As I rubbed my cum around my stomach and chest, I listened to the quiet sounds from the basement and drifted off to sleep.

TO BE CONTINUED

************************************************************************* NOTE: If you have any suggestions for any of the upcoming encounters send them to westwoodscotty@hotmail.com. If I can work them in I will. Most of the suggestions I have already received have been good and will continue to be incorporated into the ensuing chapters. Thanks again for the suggestions and of course the nice comments

Feel free to suggest some devilish challenges/penalties for the pledges. There is still time to work them into the Hell Weekend storyline.

Also, for those who have been asking, WE will be getting back to Brett and Bobby after the Pledge Weekend is over.

And of course, there is still the matter of Ronnie, Kyle and Phil, the three guys mentioned in Chapter 1. They have agreed to go through my unique training and testing' program and have agreed to do the infamous anything.' I will get to them eventually. So if you have any ideas for those three let me know.

For the moment, the main priority for suggestions is for the rest of the pledge weekend. If you have any of those, get them to me QUICK!

Thanks again for reading!

Scotty westwoodscotty@hotmail.com

SPECIAL NOTE- If you are interested in a TRUE story dealing with a young boy's entry into the world of BDSM, check out my ongoing story in the "Young Friends" section, entitled "Road Less Traveled." It is an accounting of the many wild encounters of my youth. And trust me they were wild.