Date: Thu, 30 Jul 2020 22:41:23 +0000 (UTC)
From: odannyboy@aol.com
Subject: Aaron Masters Chapter 7

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As we walked into the warehouse i was impressed at how well all six of
these Men worked together. It was also interesting to see how they had
converted portions of the warehouse into different areas, different sets if
you will, as if they were stages waiting for the actors to bring them to
life. The first area we went to was done in only what can be called a
dungeon. It had been equipped with every piece of pain inflicting device
I'd ever seen and some that i had no idea what they did but knew they knew
how to use them. i was told to strip and to move between two posts. Once
there my wrists and ankles were quickly pulled to the max and i was soon a
standing X between these posts. The nipple clamps were pulled off and my
first instinct was to yell, but i held that in as best i could, only
letting out a low moan.

"Impressive Aaron. The last one screamed bloody murder when the clamps were
taken off. Cost you some money that one did."

"As I said, this one's experience level can work in both our favors. Just
means you get to have a bit more fun with him and hopefully he'll make up
the money I lost on the last one."

With that said both the Sadists selected whips and took the place either in
front or behind me. I'd never been in this type of situation before so when
the first whip hit my back i let out a small yell then quickly closed my
mouth. The two of them laughed and the look on Master's face was one of
disappointment. Seeing that look really hurt and i vowed to myself to do a
better job. They worked their whips up and down my body, front and
back. They didn't take turns but just lashed out when they wanted to,
sometimes together and sometimes one at a time. There was no real rhythm so
there was no way for me to anticipate where or when the next blows would
land. All i could do was endure it and keep quiet. They worked with the
whips for about fifteen minutes before taking a break. My body was covered
with red lines up, down, front, back and sides. When i saw them putting the
whips back i thought that my pain was over for a minute, but i was
wrong. They both came at me with spray bottles. As they sprayed i quickly
found out that the bottles had alcohol in them. They sprayed up and down
and when the liquid hit the open lash marks that brought an entirely
different type of pain. Still i kept from yelling, but only barely. I'd
never felt such pain before and knew this was only the start of pain.

"This one is doing you proud Aaron. Remember how pretty the last one was
before we started. To bad his only value was looking at him. He didn't make
it thru our entire process and you ended up losing money on that deal."

"I remember that oh to well Derrick. When he got to feeling better then I
punished him. Needless to say he quickly left my employ once our
arrangement was settled. I haven't seen or heard from him since."

While they were resting the third Man came up to me and I quickly found out
he was the one that enjoyed breaking down a person from the inside out.

"Look at you hanging here like some piece of meat. I'd say it was pork with
all the fat, not some lean side of beef that we all like. you've only been
here for fifteen minutes and already you're crying your little eyes
out. How pathetic is that. I doubt you'll be able to last all night or even
as long as the last little boy did. Now that was pathetic. I'm sure that a
weak fat old faggot like you is really going to cost Aaron some money
tonight. And then when He gets you home He'll really punish you faggot."
All the while he was saying these things he was running his hands over my
body, spreading the rubbing alcohol into the wounds and causing more pain
for me. He was now standing behind me, whispering into my ear and tweaking
a nipple.

"See those two over there queer? They are plotting what to do with you
next. My money is on the canes. They really like using those canes on a fat
slob like you. These canes are really stiff, and I know you usually like
stiff things, but with these canes being stiff it'll almost be like they
have a metal rod hitting you. Oh don't worry, they have those as well. I
must say, they did a pretty good job with the whips, only slightly opening
the skin, but enough to let air in, which is why we had to make sure they
stay sterile and clean with the rubbing alcohol. Wasn't that nice of them
faggot? Now, I'm going to go over and sit with your Master while these two
continue to work on you. They so enjoy making faggots like you beg for
mercy. That's all you have to do, beg them to stop. Beg for the pain to end
and it will. Sure it'll cost your Master a ton of money, but at least your
pain will be over. For now. Just remember, all you have to do is use your
safe word and your Master will stop everything. Have fun queer!"

It was then that i realized Master and i hadn't set up a safe word for
tonight. As a guess i figured it would be the same as the previous one, but
in reality i had no intention of stopping anything. These guys could do
their worst to me and i'd still not have said it. Trouble is, i couldn't
remember it at the moment. As the two of them came up to me i could see the
evil smirks on their faces. They went behind me and started messing with
some things, just making noise was my guess. Then a collar was put around
my neck and it was pulled up tight. They were tying a rope to the collar
and putting it over a pulley overhead, then tied it to a ring on the back
wall. At the same time the other guy was putting a parachute on my balls
and then tying it to a ring on the floor. As he pulled my balls down tight
the other guy pulled my neck up. Just as i thought my neck would snap he
let up, but not much. So there was the next torture. Either ease down and
give my balls a break, but choke myself. Or raise up to get some air and
relief to my neck and pull the shit out of my balls. When i came down off
my balls and choked myself i also noticed that it cut off the blood to my
brain and was a little concerned about that. It was then that i noticed
Master walking up to me with something in His hand.

"I can see that you've realized the problem this arrangement could
cause. While we want you to suffer immense pain we don't want to kill you,
or have you kill yourself. To that end I'm putting a toy cow bell in your
hand. If you pass out your hand will relax, the bell will fall and we will
check on you. Do not drop this if you feel you are passing out. If that
starts to happen just go with it. That'll make more points with these guys,
if they make you pass out. The rules of this game prevent me from telling
you how I feel you are doing or to give you any encouragement or
warning. Just know that snuff isn't part of this contract negotiation. Now,
open your hand and take the bell faggot."

i did as told and soon Master was sitting back in front of me. The two men
were still behind me and one of them leaned forward to whisper in my ear.

"We are now going to cane you queer. These canes have very little flex in
them so that they inflict more pain than most. Hopefully with these you'll
make the pretty music we so enjoy. Music to make us hard. Music to save us
money on this silly contract. Why should you have to endure such pain just
to make Him money? Beg for mercy and it'll end right away, no more
suffering."

i stayed silent now that i knew that any sound from me would cost Master
money. i was determined to take it all without screaming.

"Have it your way faggot." And with that, they began to cane me. They both
stayed behind me, one on each side. Their focus was my ass of course. From
the base of my spine to the underside of the butt cheeks they caned me. It
did indeed feel like metal rods hitting me over and over again. This
explained why they didn't use the whips on my ass as much as I thought they
would. Up and down my ass they went, taking turns but those turns came
quickly. i was panting thru the pain, but not screaming. Moaning yes, but i
wouldn't give them the satisfaction of screaming or begging for
mercy. After double teaming my ass they went their separate ways. One
started working on my arms, from the forearms down to the shoulders and all
around, even the tender underside. As he started working there the other
one started on my legs, especially my thighs. Now it was getting more
difficult to stand and i couldn't pull myself up either. Then the guy on my
arms started working on my left bicep as the guy working my legs started
working my right calf and thigh. Then they switched sides after a few
minutes. The pain was intense, more than I'd ever experienced. When they
hit the underside of my biceps or the inside of my thighs i almost gave in
and screamed. The beating went on and on. i wanted to scream so bad the
pain was building so bad, and yet they kept on going. Twenty minutes of
this unrelenting pain and they finally stopped. They put away the canes and
untied the rope from my collar. As soon as they did that i sagged down and
just about passed out from the pain, but i wouldn't let that happen.

"Well Aaron, this one is doing a lot better than any of the others you've
brought us to play with. I wonder how he'll hold up against this next
round."

"Time will tell, but I think he'll do as well as possible. I know what you
guys have planned and I must say I have my doubts that even he will be able
to keep from yelling."

"Tell you what. As long as he screams we'll give you this one. We just want
to hear him scream. And as long as he doesn't beg for mercy we'll let this
one pass by. There's no way he won't be able to scream once we start. In
fact, for every minute he doesn't scream that'll be another thousand units
we buy and another, lets say, fifty we agree to pay per unit. That means if
he lasts even a minute that means you'll make fifty thousand per minute he
stays quiet. Shall we make a side bet on how long until he screams?"

"That does sound like an interesting wager. However, if we are going to do
that then I want to speak to the faggot first, just to let him know what's
going on."

"I have no problem with that Aaron. He's turning out to be a very worthy
opponent you might say. You've brought us pretty little thinks that fold up
under the whip and then we don't get this far. It's very impressive that
this one has lasted this long without making much noice. Frustrating, but
impressive none the less. So yes, go ahead and talk to your faggot Aaron."

When i saw Master get up and start walking towards me i was a little
nervous. Had i messed up? What had He and that guy talked about?

"Well faggot, seems you are making quiet the impression on these Men so
far. And frankly, I'm impressed as well. If I didn't know better I'd think
that this type of treatment was common place for you. Most of the other
faggots I've brought here have already screamed the a couple have even
begged for mercy and we had to stop."

"i am trying my best for You Sir, to make You proud and make You money
Sir."

"Speaking of making me money, this next session with them is where you can
do just that. They are going to use electricity on you for this round. It's
going to be very painful, I won't lie to you about that. They are really
going to try to make you scream and in time you will, no way around that
fact either. But for every minute that you don't scream you'll make me
fifty thousand dollars. That's over and above the contract but it'll help
make the deal better for me, increase the amount they pay and buy as
well. I rarely say this about queers, but I'm proud of you boy. Not only
here but how you've served me this past week. So do your best to keep the
screams inside you for as long as possible boy. Make me even prouder of you
and your abilities." Master then grabbed my head and kissed me, shoving His
tongue deep into my mouth. When He broke off the kiss He just simply pulled
back, turned and walked away. That's when #3 came up to me again.

"Oh this is going to be good faggot. These two Men are going to really hurt
you this time. You thought the whips and canes were bad, the electricity
will be even worse. It'll hurt you deep down inside, in places you didn't
know could be hurt. I'll bet you piss yourself when they start on
you. That'll show everyone what a pathetic old piece of shit you are. Can't
even control your bladder. I know your Master told you to be quiet but you
won't be able to. A stupid old faggot like you will be screaming your head
off in no time. Oh they are going to fry those useless balls of yours. I
can't wait to hear you beg for mercy, to put an end to the pain. Once you
start begging and things stop then your Master will punish you. I hope He
does it here so we can all watch. Nobody expected a worthless thing like
you to last this long queer. Stop putting up a false front and show us the
real homo you are deep down inside yourself. Show us the little baby you
are. Cry your eyes out and scream your lungs out. You are nothing compared
to these Men so stop trying to act like one. Submit and suffer
queer. Submit and suffer."

As he once again stepped away and the #1 and #2 came up I could see the
lust and evil in their eyes. They planned on making me suffer big time, but
i had to stay silent. Grunts and moans were alright, but screams, those
must be kept inside. They each picked up a wand and flicked a switch. The
orb at the end of the wand began to buzz and i could see the arcs of plasma
running along the inside of the glass. He reached out and touched me with
it. The zap wasn't that bad and i knew it was on a very low setting. This
was going to be difficult but i had to hold out. The timer had started with
that first touch. i had to keep silent, not scream when they touched
me. Again, one in front and the other in back. It was like lightening
moving on the surface of my skin. At this low setting i was able to keep
quiet but i knew i wouldn't be able to stay that way. Slowly the plasma
balls were run over my body, paying attention to my ass, pits, nipples, and
then my cock and balls. my moans turned to squeals and it seemed as if
these guys wanted to encourage me and pay something to Master so they moved
on. At the one minute mark they turned up the intensity and started over
again. This time they slowed down and even stopped moving at some
points. My shoulder blades were given more attention, then up my arms to
make my biceps contract and pull. The same was done on my thighs, making
them twitch and contract. It was at the three minute mark that they
increased their voltage to about half power. With a gleam in his eye #1
lowered the orb, not breaking eye contact, until he got just above my
crotch. I was panting by this time, pleading with my eyes for him not to do
it, which made him smile as he slowly lowered the orb and began to shock my
cock and balls.

The scream i let out surprised everyone. All the built up pain from the
night escaped my lips. Both #1 and #2 laughed and really began to work on
me. As one orb was held under my balls so they were constantly zapped the
other orb was pressed into the center of my back. And still i
screamed. Finally the orb was moved from my balls and circled my stomach. i
guess the fat i carry was a conductor of the electricity as it felt like my
entire lower body was on fire. i thrashed in my bonds, trying to get away
from those buzzing orbs, pulling on my balls but not noticing. All i could
think of was to try to get away from those damn orbs, but they followed my
every move. Then the power was turned up to three quarters and i almost
dislocated my shoulder when they hit me with the orbs again. i started to
cry while i was yelling, the pain was so intense, but still i refused to
beg for mercy. Then with a nod from Master they moved in for the final
time. The orb behind me was pressed into the middle of my shoulder blades
and turned up to max. The one in front was again put under my balls and the
power turned up. The amount of voltage traveling thru my body was blinding
me with pain. There was no way i could keep from screaming. Every breath
was exhaled in a scream. They just kept their orbs in place, not moving
them. The pain built and slowly things were going dark for me. I screamed,
i pulled at the bonds, i cried and sobbed, but still i didn't beg for
mercy. At some point i passed out. Watching the video later i was amazed at
how much i was able to take before things went completely dark. They kept
the orbs in place for a bit then took them away. My body sagged but jerked
every now and then from the residual voltage. They each held their orb to
me one last time just to check that i was really out.

"Well Aaron I must congratulate you on this one. He lasted three minutes
before the first scream, getting you one hundred fifty thousand
dollars. Another ten minutes before he passed out nets you two hundred and
fifty thousand. All total you just earned four hundred thousand dollars
from this one session of his pain and suffering. Not bad, not bad at
all. At least this one didn't cost you money. I wouldn't mind playing with
him again some time, with your permission of course."

"Thank you Dustin. I must admit that I'm surprised as well. He was untested
until today and thankfully he made it worthwhile. Once we get him down I'll
let him rest for a bit before waking him up. As for you being able to play
with him again, well that will take some consideration. Now about our
contract. How much are you willing to increase things?"

"I'm comfortable with increasing product by twenty percent and price by ten
percent. That in itself will increase your contract by sixteen million
dollars for the company. That's just my share based on his performance
right now, I'll commit to that regardless of what the others say. Do we
have a deal?"

"That's very generous of you Dustin. Yes, you and I do have a deal. Ah here
comes Alan. So my friend, what did you think of the faggot and it's
performance?"

"I can tell that the faggot thinks very highly of you Aaron. This one is
different from what you've brought us before. If I didn't know better I'd
think that you warned him ahead of time what to expect."

"I promise you Alan, nothing of the sort was done. As per our agreement I
told the faggot nothing, other than the basics about the five of you. I
also told him that he would suffer more tonight than he would have suffered
in his entire life. I didn't even hint at what Phillip likes to do to
faggots with his shit. So Alan, Dustin and I have come to terms with the
contract. What say you?"

"Dustin and I had talked about this as we finished putting things
away. I'll match the increases he's proposed. That'll make production one
point four million pieces and a total of thirty two million extra
income. That sound about right to you Aaron?"

"That sounds wonderful guys! I'm just hoping that the queer keeps it
together and keeps making me, and the company, money. I'll go check on him
and see how he's doing."

"The boys have taken him down and placed him in the guest suite. They are
putting salve on his wounds and keeping him hydrated. We'll give you
another hour and then we can resume. Can't wait to see Thomas in action and
make the poor faggot cry just using words. This is always hot."


And with that Chapter 7 is over. I've gotten a little bit of feed back and
thankfully it sounds like everyone is enjoying things. If you have any
ideas of what you'd like Thomas to say to our faggot friend here just let
me know. It'll take a few days to get it all together anyway so feel free
to email me. Thanks again for letting me do this for you and vent it out
for me!