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William's Nightmare

This is a true account of a past ordeal that has dominated my life for manyyears now.

I wish that the clock could be turned back and that it would all go away.I have never, ever told a living soul about this painful and humiliating periodbut feel that I must set the record straight in my own mind by sharing thepain with at least one other person. Only then can I try to forget. It is easierfor me if I write this story in the third person. A couple of names and veryfew details have been changed.

William (not his real name) had suffered the misfortune of falling into thehands of the Probation Services of a foreign country. At the age of 24 andless than six weeks after arriving in a strange land, frightened and with littlemoney, William committed a number of foolish crimes and got caught. The judgewas less than sympathetic but she did put the case back for six months fora probation report, after delivering a stern warning and the threat of a two-yearprison sentence.

William's dark and obscure nightmares began almost immediately, perhaps asa deep, subconscious warning of things to come. Details were hazy at firstwhen he woke up sweating and afraid but William could always remember thathe had been naked and somehow violated in his dreams.

Mr. Smith (not his real name), the court probation officer very kindly welcomedWilliam into his home at about six o'clock on a warm June evening. He led theyoung man into the living room and invited him to sit down. His tone of voiceseemed to change a little as he flicked through several pages of court reportsand read out random passages. Mr. Smith was a middle aged man of tall and athleticbuild; his once dark hair now giving way to more that a hint of grey. Williamdid not realize it at the time but over the coming months, he would come torue the day that he first set eyes on this well built, slightly bald man whohe would come to love and loathe in equal measures. William can still recallthe smell of his breath, the green metal oxide on those wire-framed spectaclesand many, many other things about Mr. Smith that he would wish to forget.

Mr. Smith quickly dispensed with the social niceties and William found thathis limited choices were very clearly outlined and labelled as ?Option 1' and ?Option2'. The first option needed little explanation and was based on facing TheHonourable Mrs. Justice Jenkins with an unsatisfactory probation report, resultingin an almost certain prison sentence. The only alternative was Option 2 andMr. Smith forcefully explained that there would be no arguments or negotiationsif William decided to go down that road. The choice between prison and freedomdepended on his acceptance of a six-month personal training programme. Williamhad two minutes to decide and the course of action that he was now forced toaccept was almost too painful to contemplate. Option 2, as Mr. Smith explained,was very simple indeed and involved taking suitable punishment from him ratherthan from the legal system. It soon became clear to William that he was leftwith only Hobson's choice.

Mr. Smith was a man of many talents but his passion was photography. He hadconverted one of the spare rooms into a fully equipped professional studioand could have earned plenty from his hobby. However, he much preferred topotter about in the spacious living and dining area of the house and this waswhere his most pleasing work was done. The summer solstice was his favouritetime of year and his fascination with shadows might well have betrayed a hintof that dark side of his personality. Mr. Smith had spent a considerable sumon his cameras, lighting equipment and printing facilities. Now, at the flickof a switch, dull December light could be transformed into a majestic studiosetting. Very soon, William found himself caught in the lens from many differentangles, for the court records as Mr. Smith explained.

Within a short time, William was standing in the middle of the large room,stripped to his underwear and desperately pleading to preserve a little decency,more in hope than expectation. Alas, his begging fell on deaf ears as the lastmorsel of modesty was removed and the young man was forced out into the brightand unforgiving light, his nakedness fully exposed and his hard and erect cockbetraying the embarrassment and excitement that came with his forced submission.

Mr. Smith: ?Stand up straight and keep your hands down by your sides.?

He paused for a moment and walked across the room before speaking in a firmand forceful tone of voice.

?Since arriving in this country, your attitude and your general behaviourhave been appalling and completely unacceptable. Over the coming months, Iam going to change all of that. I want you to prosper and to do well, to learnour values, have respect for authority and to appreciate and obey our laws.

I am going to punish you and I am going to humiliate you in very many waysover the coming months and when I am finished, you will have become a modelcitizen.

First of all, I am going to give you a big and important word that I wantyou to remember.

That word is ?O-b-e-d-e-i-e-n-c-e'.

Do you know what it means? ?

William: ?Errr?Yes?. I think so.?

Mr. S. ?You will be a very well mannered and obedient little boy by the timethat I am finished with you.?

Wm. ?I'm very, very sorry about what I did. P.. P?P.. Please give me one morechance ? please, please, I won't do it again.?

Mr. S. ?I am going to give you a chance, the chance to become acquainted withmy leather strap. First of all, I had better take some more pictures for Mrs.Jenkins. We have an understanding about these matters - she insists that thecourt records should be kept up to date and I try to oblige.?

Click?..click. A couple from the front?

?Now turn around??click?.click?click? ?Now, I want you to walk over to thewindow and fetch my golf bag??click?.click?click??

William could not see the piercing eyes that followed his every movement ashe moved shyly across the room but there was a strong telepathy that made himwant to cover his nakedness. Mr. Smith placed the red bag on the table whereWilliam could get a good view and slowly retrieved a long leather strap. Embarrassmentgave way to fear and William would have bolted there and then except that thedoors were locked and besides, his clothes were securely stored away in thecorner press. Mr. Smith carefully examined the split end of his 14-inch by2-inch education aid and playfully swished it through the air. The old leatherstrap was looked after with loving care and over the years, it had broughttears to the eyes of many unmannerly brats. He was fortunate to be in sucha position of authority but still, not all of the low-life scum that came beforehim would be suitable candidates for this most effective form of rehabilitation.He preferred them a little younger but nevertheless, his haunches had beenuncannily correct over the years and he was confident that he would maintainhis record of complete success. Mr. Smith smiled to himself as he contemplatedthe pleasure and satisfaction of breaking in a new one.

William woke up and once again emerged from that frightening dark hole thathad become his never-ending nightmare?. He could feel unforgiving hands touchingand probing every part of his exposed body and a strange stinging sensationthat even sleep could not ease?. He got up and washed and tried to forget abouthis upcoming date with the man from the probation services.

Mr. S. ?In a few moments, I am going to get you to bend over across that chair.You shall rest your arms on the table and you will maintain that position untilI tell you otherwise. You will also keep your hands to yourself. If you disobeyin any way, you will be securely tied down and I warn you that it would advisablefor you to try and avoid the punishment that would surely follow such disobedience.?

William was grabbed firmly by the arm and led to the back of a wooden chairthat was tucked in at the head of the long oak table.

Mr. S. ?Now William, I would like you to bend over please and assume whatyou shall come to know as the punishment position.?

The young man knew that, having come this far; it would be pointless to disobey.With a heavy heart, he did as he had been told. Very soon, he could feel apair of hands on his hips, adjusting his body, a little to the left, a bitto the right until he was perfectly positioned, with his bum nicely curvedand as totally exposed as his mind had been during those horrible dreams thathe had lately suffered.

Mr. S. ?Now William, I am going to give you a sound thrashing?.something thatyou will remember for a long time. You are allowed to scream and you are alsoallowed to beg. As you will have observed, there are no close neighbours hereso there is nobody for you to upset. It is just you, me and this lovely pieceof leather.?

William was quite determined to take whatever was coming like a man as heclinched his teeth and waited. He would at least deny Mr. Smith the pleasureof seeing him squirm like a trapped animal. With the corner of his eye, hecould see the strap being raised and almost as if it was in slow motion, theleather forcefully descending on his naked bottom. As the pain exploded throughhis body, William tightened his muscles and bit his lip. The first stroke wassoon followed by three more, carefully spread out so as to redden a new areawith each blow. The fifth brought a low gasp and by the time number ten wasexpertly delivered, there was more that a hint of a teardrop but William wasdetermined to maintain at least a semblance of resistance. Another four strokesand tears had given way to a low but uncontrollable sobbing.

By now Mr. Smith had covered a good part of his target but of course eacharea would have to be revisited many times in order to achieve the desiredresults. He particularly enjoyed moving down to the thighs, although he wascareful not to do any permanent damage in this less protected area. A coupleof hits on the back of the knees usually brought a nice reaction and he thenliked to bring about a gradual change of colour all the way up to the linesbetween the thighs and bum. Mr. Smith stood back for a moment to admire hiswork as he prepared to deliver six of his very best across William's totallyexposed and already glowing ass. Of course, his beloved cameras, some veryexpensive and others picked up for a pittance could not be ignored. He tookhis time, getting the light just right and making sure that his ?subject' wasalways adjusted to the best possible position.

Mr. S. ?I am now going to give you six very hard strokes, as a reminder ofwhat you can expect if you do not do as you are told. May I remind you againthat you must maintain your position, under fear of a very severe punishment??

By this time, the tears were running down William's face and his sobbing wastoo loud to conceal. There was what seemed like an eternity before the nextslap arrived on his naked skin but when the leather landed, William screamed.After two more of Mr. Smith's best, screams were accompanied by earnest begging,but all to no avail. He had to end this and the only way was to stand up andto defend himself. Just as he was about to do something that he would surelyregret, William remembered that he was coming close to that magical numbersix - could his real-life nightmare be almost over?

Mr. S. ?I am not finished with your behind by any means but now I want youto stand up straight with your hands by your sides.?

William breathed a huge sigh of relief. At last, his ordeal was over. Littledid he know that he had only reached the first rung of a very tall ladder?His tears were recorded at close quarters by one of Mr. Smith's cheapest butmost favourite cameras.

The stinging has given way to a never-ending tingle and the itch is so badthat William can feel as if an army of thousands of fast moving ants are marchingacross his bare skin??. If only he could remember his grandmother's adviceabout a plant that can be used to cure?.but soon he is awake again, and afraid?? William'swarm bed has become a place of nightly torment.

Mr. S. ?Now William, I am going to give you a little taste of what you canexpect if you are sent to prison. The first thing that will happen is thatyou will be checked in and processed. Your personal belongings will be recordedand then you will remove your clothing until you are completely naked, as youare now of course.?

?You are going to be thoroughly searched in order to ensure that you havenot brought any banned substances into our institution. Please sit down inthe chair.?

William would rather not sit down for obvious reasons but reluctantly; hedid as he was told. Very soon, he could feel a pair of gentle but inquisitivehands rummaging through his hair.

Mr. S. ?I am now going to search your hair?who knows what bugs you may havein there?looking into your ears??behind the ears?let me see your eyes. Now,open up your mouth.?

William was particularly careful about oral hygiene and was far from happyto have intrusive fingers probing his gums and teeth. After his nose was examined,he could feel those hands moving around his cheeks and down to his neck andshoulders.

Mr. S. ?Now, hold out your hands. Checking between your fingers, nails couldbe cleaner?.now raise your arms into the air?mm..mm.. a nice girl like youshould not have unwanted hair. We shall have to introduce you to the ?LadyShave' during your next visit.?

William could feel those probing hands moving around his shoulders and downhis back. His hairless chest was now examined and he really disliked havinghis nipples intimately teased by the hands of another man.

Mr. S ?Nice breasts. Perhaps we should get you measured up for some support.Tummy a little too large?belly button clean? Now, I want you to raise yourleft foot.?

Both feet were carefully examined and after being ordered to stand up withhis legs apart. William could feel those unwelcome hands frisking his legsand thighs, slowly moving up to his balls and cock. Mr. Smith sat back in hischair for a moment and relaxed. Thankfully, his private parts were not touched,William thought.

After a little period of mediation, Mr. Smith rose from his chair and tooka pair of white surgical gloves from his sports bag.

Mr. S. ?Now William, I want you to bend over across the chair.?

William tried to block out what he feared would come next but his worst fearswere soon realised. The cheeks of his ass were gently parted and lightly glovedhands were soon poking around the entrance to his hole. This humiliation washard to take. Now, he could feel a finger probing his rectum, searching andfeeling, - scrutinizing his most private area. At last, the intimate probingand searching came to an end, much to William's relief.

Mr. S. ?Now, stand up straight, legs apart.?

Mr. Smith took William's hard cock in his hand and began his careful examination.

Wm. ?I don't want you to touch me there?.I don't like being touched by?..Iwant you to stop right now. Please don't do that.?

Mr. Smith continued with his thorough scrutiny, gently easing back the foreskin,checking for cleanliness and teasing out William's hard member as he calculatedhis length and his state of readiness. Embarrassment was overcome by excitement.For the first time in his life and despite his best intentions, William wasexcited by the touch of another man.

Mr. Smith made sure that William would not derive too much pleasure from thislittle experience, not yet at least. The older man once again delved into themysterious red sports bag and placed several items on the table. William couldsee a length of long, narrow black cloth and tried to figure out how it wasgoing to be used. There was also a plastic shopping bag, bulging with a lightmaterial and closed off at the top. A pair of leather gloves were placed besidethe puzzling plastic bag. However, to William's dismay, there was no mysteryabout the last item.

Mr. S. ?Now William, I want you to place your hands behind your back.?

Wm. ?No. I am not going to do that. This has gone far enough. I'm going now?..Letme out of here. I want to go.?

Mr. S. ?You will stop your nonsense and do as you are told. Perhaps you wouldlike another little session with my leather strap.?

William soon found that his wrists were securely handcuffed behind his back.Mr. Smith covered his hands with good quality leather and slowly opened themysterious plastic bag. He removed a quantity of green plants. The sight madeWilliam recoil in horror. Mr. Smith lifted a number of delicate young specimensand examined them carefully.

Mr. S. ?What do you think of my little collection of nettles??

Wm. ?I am begging you. Please don't use those things on me. Please don't dothat. I don't want you to do that. I'm scared of nettles.?

William had a strong fear of stinging nettles, having spent much of the ?shorttrousers' period of his life helping out on his uncle's farm. His aunt wasthe kindest woman that one could hope to meet and young William foolishly mistookher goodwill for a sign of weakness. He soon found his tender young skin beingpunished by being made to take off his pants and sit down in a bed of fearsomelooking foliage. Memories came flooding back as he watched Mr. Smith examininghis collection of green nettles.

Mr. Smith carefully selected four vigorous young plants and placed two ineach gloved hand before moving around to William's rear. The stinging nettleswere soon being firmly pressed against the young man's breasts; massaging hisnipples and multiplying ten fold the pain that he had felt when he came intoaccidental contact with those horrible plants as a child. If only he couldremember the name of the leaves that his grandmother used for soothing thepain. William's nightmare was turning into reality.

Mr. S. ?Now William, I want you to spread your legs.?

Four fresh plants were selected and William could feel his balls being gentlylifted and a leather glove invading the space between his cock and ass. Thevenomous little plants were carefully placed between his legs.

Mr. S. ?Now, stand up straight and keep your legs together.?

The pain was as bad as William had feared. However, he did not realize thatit would get gradually worse as the little nettles began to do as nature haddecreed. Being ordered to bend over across the chair again was more of a concern.William could now feel the crack of his ass being parted and waited in fearfor what he knew was about to come. Fresh plants were pushed into his fissureand carefully massaged and teased into the entrance to his totally exposedand unprotected hole.

Mr. Smith was thoughtful about his selection of plants for the next task.He finally choose six young and fresh nettles and placed them in his glovedright hand. William could only watch and pray as he tried to anticipate wherethe next dose of stinging venom would be applied to his defenceless skin. Hedid not have to wait for long as his embarrassingly hard cock was taken intoMr. Smith's left glove.

Mr. S: ?William, how often do you masturbate??

Wm: ? I don't?I don't do that??

Mr. S: ?Just this once, I am going to ignore the fact that you are tellinglies. I am going to ask you one more time and you will answer truthfully.?

Mr. S: ?How often do you masturbate??

Wm. ?O.K??..maybe I do it now and again.?

Mr. S: ?Is that once per day, twice per day or just a couple of times perweek?'

Wm: ?O.K. I do it every day when I am not with someone.?

Mr. S: ?Very well. Have you ever had a nettle sandwich??

Wm: ?A nettle what? I don't understand??

Mr. S: ?Pardon me. Perhaps I should explain it better. I am now going to giveyou a practical demonstration ?? hands on' you could say.?

William's penis was moved from Mr. Smith's left hand to his right and thedifference was immediately obvious. Six young stinging nettles were carefullymassaged into his excited and unprotected dick. William desperately tried topull back but he was firmly held from behind. Mr. Smith took his time, slowlybringing the young man to the brink of a climax, and then expertly denyinghim the pleasure. All the while, the fresh green nettles were agonisingly bitinginto William's defenceless prick, delivering their pain as he was brought tothe point of ecstasy. At last, Mr. Smith decided that he would like to seesome sauce being squirted from his tasty little nettle sandwich. One more teasingtouch and William was firing his load across the room. Could his humiliationbe more complete?

Mr. Smith took the long black cloth in his hand, caught the young man by theright arm and led him to a dark corner of the room, his cock still drippingand his head bowed in shame. He manhandled his subject until he was standingin the corner, facing the wall.

Mr. S. ?You will stay in this corner until I come to fetch you. You may behere for an hour, for two hours or more or for five minutes, at my discretion.I am now going to blindfold you. I want you to stand with your legs together,facing the wall and maintain that position until I tell you to move.?

William could feel the black cloth being wrapped several times around hishead and secured at the back of his neck. As darkness descended on his world,he was forced into position, his legs and the cheeks of his ass tighteningin on those revolting plants. It was obvious to him that he was going to feelvery uncomfortable over the coming hours.

William could hear various noises in the background. The non-stop clickingof the cameras was familiar but there were other noises too that he could notdecipher and now and again, there was complete silence. He thought that hecould hear Mr. Smith leave the room but he could not be sure and he was tooscared to try and find out if he was alone.

William had not slept well for some time now and the enforced darkness hada soothing effect, despite the pain that he was suffering. Now and again, hedrifted off into a few seconds of deep and pleasant sleep, before recoveringhis position and avoiding further punishment. He gradually became less andless aware of his surroundings and floated away into a world of carefree pleasure.William's happiness was rudely interrupted as the old demons returned to haunthim once again. For the first time, he could see the face of shadowy figurethat had taken control of his dreams?.

?Get down on your hands and knees please?..

Good Dog. Gooood Dog. I have a nice little collar and lead for you?'

?Woof, woof, woof?'

?Good doggie?we must get you a name?L-a-s-s-i-e sounds like a nice name.

Do you like that name?...'

?Woof, woof, woof?woof, woof?'

?Now by obedient little bitch, we are going to go walkies?.We can not haveyou piddling all over the floor, can we now??'

Creeping on all fours to that big tree in the garden?led along by the collar?

?Now, raise your rear leg and piss against the tree?.Good Girl Lassie?.letit all go?that's the good girl?.'

?Woof, woof, woof?woof, woof?'

?Would you like to sleep on my bed tonight?good, good girl, let's go and havesome fun?..'

?Woof, woof??'

Mr. Smith returned to the room and quietly undressed before sitting back inhis chair, satisfied with what he had achieved thus far and excited by thethought of what was still to come. He played with himself a little as he turnedhis attention to the dark corner of the room and watched. He relaxed his bodyand focused his thoughts on the tasks that were still ahead. Mr. Smith directedhis gaze towards the young man's back, his own naked body becoming ever morerelaxed, his mind completely at ease. He let his thoughts drift off acrossthe room, out of the open window and far away into deep space.

William desperately tried to keep his eyes open but somehow, he kept fallinginto a deep, relaxing slumber, uncontrollably drifting away into another world???Hefound himself standing in a huge arena, before an audience of thousands - thenkneeling nakedly before a huge phallic symbol. The crowd roared out in expectation?.a beautiful young lady stepped forward and presented him with a bucket of creamyliquid?.

William knew what was expected of him. He scooped up a handful of the oilymaterial and began to massage it into the cold stone prick?.the mob gatheredever closer, their huge reproductive organs pressing against his naked body.Stone turned to flesh and William was introduced to a hard and oily cock?Theyelling became louder and almost unbearable as William bent over and presentedhis hole to the frantic audience.

The crowd fell silent as the Chief of the tribe stepped forward, his erectand well lubricated dick being carried before him by his loyal servant?.Hespoke in words that William could not understand but the young man knew thathis asshole had become a much desired trophy?..The roars of the crowd wereaccompanied by frenzied dancing as that enormous dick was placed before William'sunbelieving eyes. Their dancing reached fever pitch and their rhythmic criestouched the very heavens as William's hole was breached. The pain and the elationthat William felt as he took every inch of that rock-hard cock up his ass wereitched on his face and carefully studied by the huge crowd. A group of warriorsformed a close circle around him, their bodies thrusting backwards and forwardin rhythm with the throbbing cock that William was taking up his ass hole.William gasped with excitement as that big gun was fired and at that very moment,twenty strong warriors released their weapons and drenched his head in theircollective tribal juice.

After what seemed like an eternity but was in reality only about sixty-fiveminutes, William was jolted out of his semi-slumbering happiness. He couldfeel that familiar breath on the back of his neck again. He was caught firmlyby the shoulders and led out of his confinement, still deprived of sight andtotally unprotected with his hands bound behind his back. William could notobserve Mr. Smith's nakedness or the sight of his rock hard cock. Thankfully,his handcuffs were removed at last and he could relax his arm muscles. He wishedthat his blindfold would also be taken away.

Mr. S. ?Now William, I want you to get on your hands and knees please.?

William was almost glad to obey as he was gently guided to the floor, stilltotally unaware of the hard cock that was so close to him. He could hear Mr.Smith sit down in his chair a short distance away but was aware of little else.Mr. Smith moved to the edge of the chair, his legs spread open and his bigdick already throbbing with excitement, in anticipation of what was to come.

Mr. S. ?Now, move forward slowly until I tell you to stop.?

William crept forward until he felt a restraining hand on his forehead.

Mr. S. ?Now, give me your right hand.?

William did as instructed and Mr. Smith grasped his right hand.

Mr. S. ?Now William, I want you to take my penis in your hand.?

William was horrified by such a thought. Although he had received many indecentand revolting propositions from men at drink fuelled parties in his youth,he had never been attracted to the male body.

Wm. ?No?no?.I'm not going to do that?I don't care? I'm not doing that.?

Mr. Smith spoke in a strangely unfamiliar tone of voice.

Mr. S. ?As sure as night follows day, you will do as you are told. Now, youhave a choice. You can pay homage to my prick right now or you can do it afterI blister your fat ass a bit more with my strap.?

William swallowed his pride and allowed his hand to be guided to Mr. Smith'swaiting cock. He had never held another man's dick before and although he wasdisgusted and frightened, there was also an uneasy feeling of exhilarationrushing through his body.

Mr. S. ?Now William, I would like you to lower your head a little and kissmy penis.?

William thought of far-away places and things that he would rather do as hefirmly tightened his lips and planted a very quick smacker, carefully avoidingthe moist tip of Mr. Smith's cock.

Mr. S. ?My, my. You are not a good kisser, are you? How about a little bitof passion? Now, I want you to try again. This time, you will kiss and caressmy prick all over, until I tell you to stop.?

William knew that it was useless to disobey. He took another deep breath andbrought his lips to bear on the warm and wet tip of Mr. Smith's manhood. Hewas desperate to deny it in his own mind but there was an uncontrollable tingleof excitement as his lips tickled that hard cock.

Mr. S. ?I want you to move down to the area between my testicles and anusand to lick and kiss me slowly and passionately until you reach the very tipof my penis.?

William wanted to vomit but somehow he managed to guide his tongue down tothe edge of Mr. Smith's hole. It was of little comfort at the time, but heremembered that he liked his food a bit oily and salty. That was exactly thetaste that his tongue was lapping up right now as he slowly teased the moistskin between Mr. Smith's asshole and balls. William could feel his cock throbbingever harder as his lips gently kissed the older man's testicles. His excitementmounted as he moved up the hard shaft.

William wondered what it would be like to?.What a disgusting thought? He quicklyput such revolting thoughts from his mind and continued with his forced labouruntil he had kissed and licked his way to the moist summit of Mr. Smith's cock.

Mr. S. ?Now, I want you to stop.?

William gasped for air as he heard that wonderful but unexpected word ? ?stop'.It must surely be over now, he thought. He could feel his blindfold being removedand he slowly adjusted his eyes to the bright light of the room. For the firsttime, he could see the object of his torment standing proud and erect beforehim, at close quarters, waiting to be drawn into an unwilling mouth. Williamwas secretly impressed as he tried to catch a glimpse of Mr. Smith's long andhard dick, without being seen to look.

Mr. S. ?Now William, I want you to open your mouth and to draw my penis insideof you and to pleasure me as if your ass depends on it, which of course, itdoes.?

More and more anger had been building up inside the young man's head and finally,something snapped. William jumped to his feet and tried to cover his nakednesswith one hand while expressing his aggression with the other.

Wm. ?Fuck you?.I've had enough of this?get me my clothes and open the dooryou fucking pervert. I'm getting out of here right now.?

Mr. S. ?My, my. Such temper. May I remind you that you have entered into anagreement and that you have certain obligations towards the courts system?There is also the question of some photographs falling into the wrong hands.?

Wm. ?Fuck you, you dirty fucker and fuck your stupid cameras. I've had enoughof this.?

Mr. S. ?I have taken some lovely pictures this evening and guess what, youare in a few of them. I have posted a couple of rolls to a friend who worksfor a national newspaper. He is out of the country at present and I collecthis mail. I can retrieve them in the morning of course.?

Wm. ?I can't do what you're asking. Fuck off? I'm going to be sick. Fuck off,I'm not doing that. This is not fair? ?

Mr. S. ?You are allowed to be sick but you will do exactly as you are told.Any more of your silly disobedience and your cell mates in jail are going tohave nice pictures of you as they spend long and lonely hours thinking aboutwhat they are going to do with your ass.?

?You are now going to be severely punished for your silly little outburst.

First of all, I want you to hold out your left hand and ?take five' ? thatis a modern expression, is it not??

William thought carefully about what he would do next, before slowly extendinghis left arm and holding open the palm of his hand. He pulled back in painas the first slap was delivered and received.

Mr. S. ?You will maintain your position until I am finished with you. I wantyou to count out each stroke, from one to five and we shall now start againwith number one. Failure to present yourself properly for punishment at anytime shall result in the counter being reset to zero and one more strike beingadded.?

William cried and screamed loudly before the last slap was delivered but somehowhe managed to hold out.

Mr. S. ?Now give me your right hand.?

Wm. ?Number One??aaaah.?

Four more quickly followed before William could even regain his breath butthankfully, it was now over.

Mr. S. ?Assume the position.?

William knew that it would be useless to sing dumb and he obediently bentover the chair, waiting in horror for the unforgiving leather to land on hisalready well worked behind. Mr. Smith set down his strap and walked aroundthe table. He pulled on his leather gloves and carefully selected about a dozenof his strongest stinging nettles. For William, this was a totally new experience.Thousands of venomous little pricks were soon exploding on his skin, deliveringtheir load into his exposed and helpless posterior. Mr. Smith paused betweeneach lash and waited for the dreadful little plants to do their work. In lessthan a minute, William was screaming in agony and his distress became evermore profound as he continued to spell out that word ?O-b-e-d-i-e-n-c-e' atMr. Smith's request, his bum becoming intimately acquainted with nature beforeeach letter was painfully recited.

Mr. S. ?Now William, you are going to lie across my knees.?

William's protest was earnest and pitiful but Mr. Smith was not going to bedistracted from his duty. Inevitably, William choose to obey and eased himselfacross the older man's knees. Over the coming minutes, that important wordwould be spelt out many times across William's already tender ass, each letterbeing accompanied by a sharp slap and a woeful cry. William sobbed loudly andbegged for mercy. He would surely know the meaning of the word obedience bythe time that he was allowed to take his leave of Mr. Smith's knees.

Mr. Smith. ?Now stand up and keep your legs apart.?

William could feel a sharp tune being played on the insides of his thighsas Mr. Smith moved to his rear and slapped him hard, from above the knees toarea of his captive balls. That awful word ?O-b-e-i-e-n-c-e' was spelt outand put to music, his bare skin becoming an instrument for Mr. Smith's entertainment.

Wm. ?Please, please stop hurting me?.I'm very, very sorry?I'll do what youwant. Please stop. What do you want me to do? I'll do anything, anything youwant. Anything? Let me suck your cock. I'll lick your ass hole if you want?.pleasestop.?

Mr. Smith ignored the young man's pitiful pleading and continued to slap theinsides of his thighs until he was satisfied that he had played out every noteof his favourite tune on William's tender skin.

The older man stood back to admire his artwork before moving around to William'sface.

His tone of voice was forceful and unkind.

Mr. Smith. ?Now, get on your knees and suck you worthless little shit.?

William dropped remorsefully to his knees and after a while took Mr. Smith'sdick in his hand. At that moment, he made a decision that he could not explainto himself afterwards and that has haunted his mind for many years since thattime. William decided that since he had no choice but to do as Mr. Smith demanded,he would try and do his very best to please the older man. He had never heldanother cock before, never mind sucking one but despite his inexperience, hedesperately wanted to gratify and to please.

William gently kissed the moist tip of Mr. Smith's cock; he then parted hisnow willing lips and wrapped them around the other man's manhood, slowly drawinghim into his mouth. For the first time, he could appreciate the sheer size,the hardness and the taste of that dick, and he was shaking with excitement.

William was not too sure about what he should do next but he followed hisinstinct and got to work with his tongue on the underside of Mr. Smith's penis.He could soon feel a pair of hands restraining and guiding his head, controllinghis movement as he took the hard cock in his mouth, almost like the moon controllingthe tides. He very nearly choked a couple of times as the long hard dick wasforced deep into his mouth and down his throat. After being forced to takethe last inch, he was quickly brought back to work on the tip and wished thathe could have more time for his tongue to become intimately acquainted withhis new friend.

William sucked and licked as if sucking cock had always been his chosen profession.He tightening his grip a little, measuring the response in his mind and lettinggo before Mr. Smith could reach that promised land. He teased back the foreskinwith his tongue and slowly tried to suck it forward over the head, while allthe time his movements were carefully controlled by a pair of strong and guidinghands.

William could sense that the slightest touch of his tongue or lips would bringthe situation to an explosive climax and he wondered how he was going to dealwith the next phase ? what was he expected to do? Before he could dwell uponthe subject, William could feel a little change of pulse in that throbbingcock that he had taken into his mouth. It was a bit like the low rumble offar-away thunder or the deep and distant grumble of a dormant volcano thatwas about to violently erupt.

William could feel a billion thoughts rushing through his mind. His heartbeat ever faster with each passing millisecond. The distant rumbling grew louderand louder?he could see a brilliant flash of lightening, immediately followedby an earth shattering noise. Colonies of angry ants hurried across the tipof his moist cock, dragging their stinging nettles behind them. The heavensroared and spit out a powerful white light. A thousand volcanoes erupted allat once and William could feel their hot lava spewing into his open mouth.As he let nature's juice trickle down his throat, he could feel his own dormantvolcano erupting in a spectacular show of strength.

Mr Smith fell back in his chair, completely drained.

William moved to a new place in his own mind.

The end.