YOU GET WHAT YOU DESERVE, By robbo
It was Monday morning and the students collected in their usual groups in the school yard. In one such group, consisted of four boys. At the age of 15, the usual talk was sex,anything sex. and these four lads called Kyle, Mark , Ryan and Scott, reveled in the subject.
Kyle noticed that Scott was day dreaming...living it his own little world…..” Penny for your thoughts mate…” Scott replied, still in a trance like state…”.How am I going to stop Henson from blackmailing me.” ” What did you just say?” exclaimed the other three lads. He suddenly shot out of his trance..and stammered... “Oh nothing.” “Is that fucker causing you problems”. said Kyle. “We want to know exactly what is going on between you and Henson or we will simply go and ask the fucker ourselves.” “ No please don’t do that,” pleaded Scott. “He’ll know I broke my promise and shop me” “What fuckin promise” exclaimed Kyle. “ I,ll tell you everything at lunch time but you can’t tell anyone else”. “ Ok we agree,” they said in unison.
Lunchtime arrived and the lads chose a table in the corner of the cafeteria to be assured of having some privacy. Scott proceeded to tell them about Tim (Henson’s forename) ,taking him to his house,ordering him to strip and then ending up in bed and everything else that followed. He told them that Henson had caught him wanking in the school chapel and threatened to tell his mum and dad, as well as the headmaster. Scott, with tears forming in his eyes confessed to being afraid of his actions getting out and into the public domain, and agreed to do anything that Henson wanted. The group sat there absorbing every last word and only when Scott had finished his tale of woe did a voice speak up. Lads, we need a plan to get Scott out of this mess . It was Kyle, Scott’s best friend.They told Scott that they would make Henson their sex slave for as long as they wanted. He needed to be taught a lesson and that lesson was, don’t sexual assault young boys. At this startling revelation, Scott’s face took on an evil grin and asked how they were going to achieve this semi-miracle. “We blackmail the bastard that’s how!” announced Kyle. “Wow! “exclaimed Scott.” We will need to catch him in the act. You are under age so that makes Henson a pedophile. If we report him to the police and have the evidence, he will go to jail, or better still he will have to submit to our will. BLACKMAIL! .” “ So what we need to do is get a video recording of him in the act of sexually assaulting Scotty. To do that we need to get in his house when he’s out and install some equipment. My dad’s got just what we need.”\2
Right Scotty do you know the next time he wants you in his house to do you know what ? We need to steal a key to his house for a couple of hours.” “ I can do that to-night “said Scott. “He ordered me to be there at 6 o’clock sharp.” Following Kyle’s instructions, he went to Henson’s house at 6. Right on cue Henson told Scott to strip and then go to the bedroom. One hour later after being brutally fucked several times, Henson told him that he was going to take a shower and that Scott should go down stairs, get dressed and fuck off. This was Scott’s chance to take Henson’s keys. Waiting for him outside was Kyle who smiled contentedly on seeing the keys.They both went to an all night locksmith and had a front door key cut, then Scott went back to Hensons house on the pretense that he had left his phone in the lounge where his clothes had been left. Henson kept him at the door while he went to look for the phone. The coat stand was in the hall, so Scott quickly replaced the keys in the coat pocket and retreated back to the open door shouting that he had his phone a different pocket. He said” sorry” and left.
The next day, Kyle was not at his desk. His mum had phoned in to say that he had been sick and was suffering with very bad headache. This of course was not true. Kyle had faked it all to get the day off school. He had much more important errands to do. He waited until his mother had left for work and then headed straight for Henson’s house. Kyle’s dad worked for a security company. It was his job to assess new technology in the field and often brought such items home to test. As it happened, his dad was away to a seminar making it easy for Kyle to borrow some of these little gems.
He entered Henson’s house and went straight upstairs to the master bedroom. He unpacked the high tech video equipment. It consisted of a very small camera lens attached to a flat box about half the size of an average sized mobile phone along with a receiver box with a large capacity flash drive plugged into it. Kyle placed the device in a secure and well concealed place and aimed to get all of the action in the room. The device was fitted with a motion sensor so the slightest movement started the silent equipment. He left the house and returned home.
The next morning, Tuesday, Scott whispered to Kyle that Henson had sucked his cock and fucked him twice. Kyle knew that he had to retrieve the video equipment so once again he faked a severe headache and was sent home with his mother who had come from work to collect him. On getting home he told his mum that he would go bed and sleep, that he would be ok on his own. His mother, not totally convinced, returned to work. Kyle gave it half an hour to make sure his mum did not return ,then proceeded to Henson’s house, to retrieve the equipment and get home.
Kyle spent the rest of the day in front of his computer. He copied the video on to 2 cd’s and a flash drive as well as saving it on the computer protected with it’s own password. He contemplated how he was going to present this devastating video to his teacher. He formulated his plan to the last detail. Henson was going to be given a choice….1..Go to prison as a pedophile. 2..Do whatever he was told to do, regardless of what It was. No discussion, No negotiations, no chances.
Kyle typed a note. It read:-
ONCE YOU VIEW THIS FLASH DRIVE YOU HAVE 2 MINUTES TO DECIDE BETWEEN PRISON OR OBEDIENCE BY BLACKMAIL
iF YOU CHOOSE THE LATTER YOU WILL AVOID PRISON AND ALL THAT STANDS FOR.
DEVIATE FROM THIS INSTRUCTION IN ANYWAY AND I WILL PRESS ONE BUTTON ON MY PHONE AND A PROGRAMME WILL BE INITIATED ON MY COMPUTER. THAT PROGRAMME WILL SEND THE VIDEO ALONG WITH YOUR PERSONAL DETAILS TO POLICE HEADQUARTERS. I WOULD EXPECT AN IMMEDIATE RESPONSE FROM THE POLICE WITH EVIDENCE AS CONCLUSIVE AS THAT. IF YOU WANT TO AVOID PRISON WRITE YOUR PHONE NUMBER DOWN AND DELIVER IT TO THE STUDENT WHO IS SMILING AND WAVING HIS FINGERS AT YOU. YOU WILL THEN RETURN TO YOUR DESK,PLACE YOUR PHONE ON THE DESK AFTER FIRST ENGAGING VIBRATE ONLY. AWAIT INSTRUCTIONS.
Next morning, Kyle got to school extra early and went straight to the classroom He checked to make sure the teacher had not arrived and quickly placed the note and flash drive on the teacher’s desk. He then retreated to the yard where he joined his mates and waited for the bell to ring
The bell duly rang and the group of lads hurried to their class in anticipation.
It was not long before Tim Henson walked into his classroom unaware of the trauma that was befall him. He sat at his desk, saw the delivery and with a curious look picked up the note. Looking curiously at the note, he picked it up and started to read it. instant shock and panic shot over his face as he scanned his classroom. He could see no waving,smiling face. He put the flash drive into his computer. The panic was now palpable. He looked up again to see Kyle Finger waving at him accompanied by a big cheesy smile.
Tim quickly wrote something down and rushed over to Kyle who was still smiling that smile.
Kyle took the note ushering Henson to bend his back. forward. He said in a quiet voice..”Now fuck off back to your desk and wait instructions… by the way, you made the right fucking choice cocksucker.”
Tim walked back to his desk looking clearly ruffled, the rest of the class looking at him and Kyle with curiosity, the main expression dominating their faces. One of the lads passed a note surreptitiously to Kyle. Kyle read the note and stood saying ..” Hi Frankie my man, no need to pass notes now. Just say it out loud. We’ve got something on cocksucker Henson, so he won’t be in charge in this class again,,,Will you cocksucker?” looking at Tim. Tim bowed his head with shame, but said nothing. “ cocksucker, I asked you a fucking question, now fucking answer “bellowed Kyle “No Kyle.”.bleated Tim.
Kyle sat down waving for Henson to continue teaching...which he did. Kyle, meanwhile, was texting furiously. Tim’s phone vibrated and danced along the desk until Tim picked it up and read...GO INTO THE STOCKROOM ,REMOVE YOUR PANTS AND UNDERWEAR, PUT YOUR PANTS BACK ON THEN BRING ME YOUR UNDERWEAR IN FULL VIEW OF EVERYONE..DO IT NOW! Tim immediately complied with the order, delivering his y fronts in full view of his class, to claps and high fivers as well as calls for him to strip. Kyle interceded with... “ok guys..like the Idea but not at the moment. I will promise you that at sometime that will happen. Oh and guys can we have a meeting in the cafeteria today ...very important stuff.” Kyle texted once more.. GET YOUR COCK OUT NOW AND LEAVE IT OUT UNTIL i TELL YOU DIFFERENT. Again Tim complied with a look of pure humiliation. Kyle texted the other lads in the classroom asking them to hang back till the girls had gone. The morning proceeded to lunch time when the bell rang out it’s midday message..FOOD! The lads waited for the girls to leave then Kyle shouted at Tim.”.stand up cocksucker and show your class how small your fuckin cock is”. Kyle walked up to Tim, dragged him to the front of his desk and ripped the only button that was keeping the pants up clean off. The pants immediately plummeted to Tim’s ankles exposing his entire genitalia. He bent down to retrieve them but Kyle stopped him….. “ Leave them down until everyone in class has done what they want to do.” ordered Kyle. Some of the lads ruffley handled his cock and balls, while some started to push rubbers,pencils and other bits and pieces up his arse though Tim obeyed without objection, in his mind he was not a happy bunny. Kyle approached Tim and issued a simple instruction…”Get three keys to your front door cut this lunchtime and give them to me this afternoon...understood !” “Yes Kyle” replied Tim. He knew he was well and truly fucked and at the mercy of these teenage tormentors. Kyle continued…”You will receive further orders by text at any time.day or night and you will fucking obey without question...do you understand prick brain!” “Yes Kyle I do. I will comply. I am sorry for abusing young Scott..it won’t happen again. I really don’t want to go to jail,” bleated Tim.
That night, Tim was relaxing as best he could with a movie and a glass of white wine. Suddenly his phone burst into life. It was a text from Kyle...HEY COCKSUCKER. ME AND MY MATES ARE DOWN AT THE PARK.WE WANT A LIFT TO YOUR PLACE, SO GET FUCKIN NAKED AND COME AND PICK US UP. WE WILL BE AT THE BANDSTAND GATES.