Date: Mon, 30 May 2005 07:30:29 EDT
From: BoyNfla941@aol.com
Subject: Reality CheckUp Part 8

Reality  Checkup           Part  Eight

written by  the SanibelBoys


"Ok, everybody; let's take a short break so that Cody and your slaves can
get  our new boy ready for the next step of his initiation into our group. I'm
sure  that you will all agree that `boy' has done fairly well, up to this point
", said  Master.


Cody came to me, after Master and the others had exited the room. "You are
getting ready to experience a lot of pain now `boy'. I have only heard what is
 next for you, but I imagine you will be screaming out quite a bit." Now we
must  reposition part of the body so just lay quiet and I will be talking to
you as  things progress." I am so happy that you are here. You have no idea just
how  happy." Could Cody be falling in love with me? If so, won't Master be
upset?

My back legs, again, were lowered. This time they remained horizontal,
resting  on a padded area. I heard the sound of chains. Slaves were now chaining my
legs  into place. Wrapping chains around just above the ankles, just below the
knees  and to the upper thigh region. Each leg was done identical, and the
legs still  remained obscenely  separated.

Although the arms had been strapped down already, the straps were removed and
 chains replaced the leather. Feeling the cold steel on my body, I figured
out  that I was really going to get some pain, from someone, from something.  I
couldn't move my fingers anymore to protest, due to my new leather hands. All
 the chains were pulled snug and made  secure.

A chain was now draped over my lower back and upper back. Then they too, were
 attached somewhere and tightened. All the chains were tight, so tight that
you  couldn't even slip a finger between the chain and my  skin.

Cody returned to my head and raised it off the padded bench, holding it in a
natural position. Slaves then attached chains to my collar. The chains went
above me, towards the ceiling. As the slaves were affixing the chains, I felt
the head portion of the bench lower and seemingly disappear.  Now my head
was just `hanging by chains' but there appeared to be no stress on my neck.
Once  more I felt the bench move. This time the whole bench was moving, moving
downward. Now my head was being pulled up so that my mouth was like, um, half
way between horizontal and vertical. The two slaves that were beneath the
bench  swallowing my piss were still there; still and  silent.

Cody came and whispered to me, that he had to now go and tell Master that I
was  ready to receive their love and training. Love... Hum... I guess if they
hated me,  things would already be a lot  worse.
"Well done Cody" Master said. `boy' looks great, now. "But, Cody you forgot
to  replace `boys' earplugs."  Cody apologized for his shortcomings and knew
 that he would be punished for  forgetting.

The first feeling, which came to me, was someone twisting and removing the
butt  plug. Relief. With the amount of air I could feel blowing in to my hole, I
knew  that the hole was gapping wide open. This was now a `normal' feeling.
This was  now to be the `normal' appearance of the hole when it was empty.
Fingers once  again were pulling at the `lips' of my hole. This time, the
pulling was not  painful but something triggered my brain to allow the feeling to
be more  sensual.

Then the pain started. The clothespins, which were placed on the body
earlier,  were now starting to be removed. Fuck, did that hurt. But, as a handful of
them  were taken off, one would be added. Added to the puckered lips of my
asshole.  This brought about screams and tears and begging to be let free.  Cody
was in my ear, like I could feel his breath. " Steady `boy', you have along
way to go before it's all over." My stomach would of tossed out all of its'
contents if it contained any. The pain was gut wrenching. By the time the
body  was free of clothespins, the asshole was completely decorated with them. I
could  feel the small amount of weight from them make my hole become overly
sensitive;  even to the air moving around and in my hole.J I even think my hole
was  attempting to suck air inside, just to get relief from all the pain. I
couldn't  move, so I did my best to absorb the pain and  humiliation.

Someone came and put their hands on my head. I then felt cold steel at my
lips.  The steel was pressed into my mouth and I prayed that the metal didn't
(wouldn't) chip my teeth. There was some sort of movement and my mouth began to
open, to spread. My jaws began to ache as this steel monster violated me.
Finally my jaw couldn't move any wide and the monster ceased the attack on my
mouth. "Oh look, `boys' shedding tears" someone said.   I wanted to  say
something, if I could of, but thankfully I couldn't, nor really would  of.
Something was pressed firmly onto my tongue. What ever it was created  a dull
sensation and then the tongue was pulled out of my mouth. The tongue was  clamped
and held firmly outside my mouth. Perhaps even tied to the bench or  floor.

Since Cody had forgotten to put in my earplugs, I heard his punishment at
this  time. I was severe to say the least. He cried, as did I. He was ordered to
the  all fours position near my head. He had to spread his legs wide, and then
Master  shoved `my' butt plug into his ass in one strong and hard push. Cody
screamed  and I felt bad for him. I assumed that he had long since not have
to endure  something like this. Some of the masters were screaming at their
slaves to "wipe  that fucking smurk off your worthless face." I heard the swish
of leather, which  must of landed on some of the slaves' bodies. Muffled sobs
came forth, but no  screams. Whew, I'm not the only one getting worked  on.

Cody stopped crying and I immediately felt better. I told myself that I would
 never do anything to cause him any more pain. I couldn't find it in me, to
allow  him to take punishment for something like that  again.

Fingers were `brushing' aside the pins at my hole and then those same
fingers  starting to enter my body. Two, three then four fingers. Going in and out
around  and around. Was fisting the next order of business, I wondered.  Then
something was raping my mouth. It sure wasn't human. The long dildo had been
brought back into my life and my training. When, whoever, pulled his fingers
out  of my ass, the dildo was pushed further into my mouth. When the dildo was
pulled  out, the fingers were pushed back into my ass. Over and over this
continued. It  wasn't long before the fist was completely inside of me. My mind
and pain center  had forgotten all about those damn clothespins by now. With the
fist and dildo  working in `rhythm' another twist was added.  Two people
were now on either  side of me; tugging at the cords, which were still attached
to each nut. Soon  the tugging was also in rhythm. Fist, Dildo, Tug. Fist,
Dildo, Tug. On and on  this went. Then without even a hint, each of the bottoms of
my feet were getting  caned. Now all I wanted to do was die.  The pain was so
bad, the body  wanted to jerk away, to run away. Like all the rest this too
fell in line with  the rest. Fist, dildo, tug, feet. Over and over and never
once did they loose  track of what order my body was to receive these
inflictions of horror and pain.  My eyes were watering from choking on the dildo, my
cock was hard from the  fisting, my nads were feeling like they had been
stretched a foot and my feet  felt as if someone was holding them in a raging fire.
Thank goodness this  couldn't last forever. The one good thing about the
infliction of pain. There  was a small hesitation between, for example, the dildo
went in went out; but had  to wait until the other three training functions were
done before the dildo went  back in my mouth. None the less, the tempo at
which things were happening was  not a slow one. My hole was really getting a work
out. I could tell that the  fist was meeting up with the thawing Crisco logs.
Two times that I know of; the  fist opened up and grab a soft log and
withdrew it from my ass. Thus making a  little more space for the fist and arm. Whap,
whap..  a heavy leather strap  was hitting my back, in TWO different places.
Fuck this hurt so bad that I  thought the straps were peeling my skin off.
Then the brain spit out a question.  What part of this training was Trey involved
with? Was Trey on the sidelines  just watching?  I didn't have the answer to
the questions, YET. Where was  Cody? Is he  alright?

No time to answer any of them, that's for sure. With everything going on I
sure  had to return to the pain, even if I didn't want to. Riding crops were now
 striking my butt cheeks. One crop for each side. Finally when my mouth was
empty, I hurled out something. Vomit was even coming out of my nose. Oh,
please  let me drown in my own vomit and end this torture. Could these humans think
of  anything else to teach me, to train me with, to torture me  with.

Slowly each part of the lesson was stopped. I think they stopped in reverse
order. And the speed at which the remaining lessons went; slowed down rapidly.
 By the time the last thrust of the dildo left my mouth and the fist was
removed  I didn't think I was getting air into my lungs. I refused, now, to quit
breathing. I sucked in as much air as I could, slowly but surely I returned to
 full awareness. Not much of me was without pain.
"GET OVER HERE CODY!"  shouted Master. Cody must of left my side and went to
Master. "Cody, since you  seem to like `boy', I want you to lick and suck
this masters hand and arm clean.  And clean it spotless. No grease or ass juice
shall remain on this master." When  Cody had completed his task I heard him
speak. " Thank you master Trey" he said.  Cody returned to my side. "Now Cody,
fair is fair, and I think that `boy' should  clean his own butt plug once you
take it out of your own ass" Master  commanded.
Someone released my tongue from its torturous bindings and Cody  yelped as
the plug came out of his ass. As Cody brought the plug near my mouth,  he
whispered "sorry". He then held it up under my nose and it smelt bad. I had  kept
my tongue out, so all Cody had to do was to lay the plug on it and my  tongue
started to clean everything off. Vile was the taste, and vulgar was the  smell,
but I had sworn to myself not to get Cody punished anymore, so I licked  it
all clean as Cody spun the plug around and over my tongue. The clothespins
were removed from my ass ring and each of the other slaves was commanded to
lick, clean and suck my ass clean. That part of training was heavenly, `trust  me'
. The straps attached to my nuts were removed. Pain rushed into each nut like
 they were running a race to see which could hurt more. I could of sworn that
my  sac was now stretched way below the end of my dick. The chains were
removed, but  I dare not move because fear of hurting more was vivid in my mind.
The two piss  drinking slaves were ordered out from below. The steel mouth trap
was taken out  and my head was once again resting on a padded surface. Now I
could start to  relax a  little.

I waited to hear Masters voice, but that never happened. "Now it is time for
the  others to receive their thanks for helping tonight" some one said. I
could hear  the rustling and shuffling of feet, going away from me. All the slaves
had moved  to a far wall, kneeling, ass up, head to the ground. Each master
had a whip or  paddle in his hand and each commenced to work the ass of their
slave. Screams,  sobs, whimpering,cries all came from the slaves. Then silence.
What came next  surprised me, although it should not have. Each of the
masters took out his cock  and pissed on his own slave. Where was Cody? Was this
happening to him? God I  hope and pray not. I heard the rush of water hitting the
floor, as a hose was  rinsing the slaves  off.

"Cody, you stay here and get the `boy' ready for his meal and sleep while
the  rest of us go outside for a break and then we all shall be off to bed."
Master  had finally spoken. His voice was like velvet to my ears." I shall return
and  help you with anything that is left to do before we retire for the
night, but I  should most likely leave Trey here to help you out with `boy'. He
desires and  wants the experience" With that said all left the room except Cody
and Trey. Oh  God, No more please God, no more pain tonight, I beg you.

to  be continued..of 25 chapters
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