Date: Sat, 7 Nov 2015 14:20:10 +0000
From: dexter 67 <dex67@hotmail.com>
Subject: Nordic Twink Doing As He's Told part 26

Archive; 'Nordic Twink Doing As He's Told #26' {Dex67@hotmail.com} ( MM bd humil slow ) [26!39]

Caution! Sensitive readers are warned: this text may appear dirty.

Nordic Twink Doing As He's Told
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Part 26 - First taste of a whip

The puppy reacted astonishingly well to the collar and leash. It was as
they pushed some button deep down in his soul. He became calmer than
before. The gang had not only caught a boy they could manipulate and
humiliate, but he was also a sucker for bondage.

It opened up new possibilities. Through their contacts Olof, Anders and
Peter invited men interested in watching a show where a cute twink offered
his body for a first bondage game. So many wanted to participate they had
to fix an empty warehouse for the party.

Late at night several of the gang members arrived in the apartment. They
told Jesper to crawl out of the cage. When he begins to stand up, Anders
put a hand on his head and said, "Stay." As Jesper stayed on his knees,
Anders leaned forward and attached the leash to his collar.

"Crawl after me." Anders walked slowly to the living room where the other
men waited with a beer in their hands. Jesper was aroused but at the same
time scared. He was giving them power over him despite not knowing what
they would do with it.

"Stand up." Anders disconnected the leash. He moved his hand over the
body. "Have you shaved today?" Jesper nodded yes. "And rinsed your gut?
Thoroughly?" He nods yes.

"Do you want me to remove this device?" Anders asks as he moves his hand to
the crotch. Jesper nodded.

"But you have to pay a price. We will put a hood over your head and then
play with your body. We will take care of you, but you must accept whatever
we do, right?" Jesper nodded.

Anders received something black from one of the guys. He pulled it over the
puppy's head. There was only a hole for his mouth. The aroma of leather
filled Jesper's nostrils. The leather was thick and it was secured very
tightly around his head. He had to breathe through his mouth. No light
penetrated the hood and the part over the ears was enforced to isolate
sound.

It was pitch black and Jesper could hear only muffled indistinguishable
speech from the gang members standing around him. He was isolated in a new
way and more vulnerable than ever.

Hands began to fumble with the chastity device. It was a big relief when
his cock was free from its tight entrapment and his ball sac was free from
the heavy iron ring. The little cock rose to full mast within seconds. The
men laughed.

"I think we shall let this dick be free, it will show the world he likes
it. But the balls need to be stretched and pulled away further from the
crotch. And I want to fasten the leash to his balls instead of his neck
collar. Where is the ball-stretcher? The black leather will match the
collar."

Jesper neither saw nor heard what was going on. Suddenly he felt a hand
take a firm grip around his balls. He almost jumped. It was very intense to
be attacked when you didn't get any premonition. Jesper becomes more aware
of his body and any touch created a bigger sensation in his brain than if
he could see what was coming.

It was Peter who had kneeled down in front of the twink. He tightened his
fingers around the smooth and hairless nut-sac and then pulled it with
increasingly stronger power until it become more and more painful for the
puppy. Jesper took a step forward to release some of the pressure.

It didn't go well with Peter. "Damn stupid faggot! Can someone hold him in
place?!"

Lars and Johan kneeled down and grabbed each of Jesper's thighs to keep his
crotch from moving forward when Peter pulled the sac. Pain shot through the
puppy's crotch and up through his stomach. He felt as if they tried to pull
his balls off from his body.

With his strong hand Peter slowly stretched the young bag skin tight and
with Anders help attached a ball-stretcher around it. It was wider than the
iron ring and pulled his testicles even further away from his body.

The black harness had D-rings on it. Anders fastened the leash to one of
them. The men moved back to watch the new device on their puppy. Jesper
wasn't comfortable with the new and constant pressure to move his testicles
away from his crotch, but the sharp pain was subsiding. And his dick was
free and proud. It was hard the whole time.

"Good. He will be a star this night. What a pain pig!" Peter was
delighted. It was decided he should be in charge over the show where this
naked body would experience some new things in front of an audience.

Suddenly and unexpected Jesper felt something was pulling at his ball sac
but didn't understand what it was. No man was close to him. He understood
what must have happened. The leash was moved from his neck collar to his
restraint around his ball sac. It was humiliating to be pulled by a leash
to neck collar, but even worse to let someone lead you by a leash to your
naked private parts. It made Jesper more turned on.

"Okay. Are we ready to go?" Anders pulled the leash and the men followed
behind. When they got out to the stairwell, Jesper understood they were
outside the apartment. He got scared. He was completely naked! He stopped,
but Anders pulled him into the elevator by the leash. He had to follow when
his ball sac is stretched hard in front of him. In the elevator, the men
groped the hooded and naked body shamelessly. One thing they didn't do,
touch his hard dick.

The gang had concluded that after midnight on an ordinary workday they
shouldn't meet too many people if they led the puppy out to the small back
street. But Jesper was panicking when he felt the colder air when they
opened the street door. He wanted to go back to the safety of the
apartment. Anders didn't allow it. He pulls the leash and the puppy's balls
with him, and Jesper has to follow.

He started to talk through the mouth opening in the hood, "No, no, no,
please." He was answered by getting a strong punch with a fist in his
stomach. Jesper lost the air and almost tripped over. It made him stop
talking.

Someone put a hand on his shoulders to calm him down and telling him
everything is okay.

The men were at this moment interested in his dick. It went flaccid when he
got scared and beaten. Would it stay down after the assault? Or would his
sex drive override his uncertainty and fear? This night would give
important answers.

A car was ready and they drag Jesper into the back seat. One hand gently
caressed the trapped balls in his palm. It was a wonderful feeling. He
didn't know who did it but to be in a strong man's hand this way was pure
enjoyment. Other hands moved over his shoulders, stomach and thighs. Soon
the little dick began to grow. All the men smiled in relief and amazement.

Jesper wondered where they were going. Soon the car stopped and the engine
was turned off. The men stepped out. A tug on his ball sac told Jesper to
get out. His naked feet were standing on gravel. A new tug demanded of him
to start walking. The leash pulled him in the right direction.

He didn't know where he was, but he could perceive some people were there
other than the men in the car. They weren't alone. People he couldn't see
saw him and his naked body. Never had he been at somebody's mercy as now.

Jesper didn't saw there were a couple of dozen men using their phones to
take pictures of the naked and hooded puppy. He walked outside with a hard
on, directed by a leash to his balls. They were excited and cheered the
entourage on as they moved from the car to the building.

After about fifteen steps, Jesper walked into a staircase. He carefully
walked up and was led thru several doors. He didn't know how many men were
looking at him, but they didn't grope him. They had decided it was a risk
someone could bring the puppy off and it was important he didn't get any
release until the end of the show.

Peter took over the leash and went up on a small stage in the large empty
warehouse. All the men gathered around. They were enthusiastic and shouted
opinions, "Tie him up" and "Why not let him hang in his arms?" He didn't
listen. The important thing was that the puppy was hard and receptive to
his handling of the naked body. The gang wanted the puppy to accept this
kind of treatment and by introduce him gradually to bondage they thought he
would take it.

A hand moved slowly over Jesper to break his isolation. Someone give him
attention. Then the hand began to give directions. It went down to his
thighs and after some caressing slapped the inside of them lightly to tell
the puppy to spread his legs. Jesper does as he's told. Then the hand moves
up to his torso and onto his arms. The hand of an unknown man takes a soft
grip around the wrist. It lifts the arm up onto his head. Then it was
repeated with the other arm.

Peter had him as he wanted him, completely accessible. As a reward, Peter
gripped the puppy's cock. Jesper inhales sharply. It was ages since he cum
and he really wanted to get there. But Peter abandons his cock after just a
couple of strokes.

The next thing Jesper feels against his skin is something not completely
hard but not soft. It moves over his abs and up to his pecs. It must be
something on a stick. Jesper thought it could be a whip.

It was a riding crop with a keeper, soft leather tongue-shaped as a
triangle on the top of it. Peter loved to use it on a nude boy's skin. He
let the whip softly roam over the naked body in front of the audience. It
touched the teenager's hard cock. Jesper felt every part of the leather
whips tour over his body. It was exciting and alarming at the same time.

Suddenly the whip disappeared but Jesper didn't have to wait for long
before it struck him hard in the groin. Jesper jumped in surprise. The next
moment the whip hit him from behind on his left ass cheek. Jesper moved his
hip forward with a jerk. The whip continued to torment the ass
cheeks. Peter alternated between them in an uneven rhythm leaving Jesper
unaware of when the next stroke would hit him.

With each crack, Jesper involuntarily thrust his hips forward, humping the
yielding air with his hungry dick. It was an astonishing scene for the men:
a young man moved around and showed everything. Peter stopped, but before
Jesper could anticipate what might come next, he gave a hard lash of the
whip against Jesper's trapped testicles.

"Ah! Aaaaaaah." For the first time, everybody in the room could hear the
puppy scream in pain. By instinct, he moved his hand from his head down to
protect his scrotum.

Peter calmly and without anger guided the twink's arms back up to his
head. When he was back in his exposed position, Peter put one hand on his
shoulder to give comfort and urge the twink to take it. His hands moved
down to grab the twink's pec and gently squeezed it. To Jesper's surprise,
he then felt something warm and wet move over his right nipple. It defused
the tense and made the twink relax somewhat. As Peter licked one nipple, he
gently massaged the other with his forefinger and thumb.

After a short time, it created pure pleasure and made Jesper more
excited. The young and inexperienced tit got immediately hard. Peter began
to suck it. The twink let out a gasp of gratitude. After being harshly
ordered around helplessly in the hood, it was nice to feel a kind and soft
tongue and lips on his body.

But soon Peters' mouth got closer and began to use his teeth around the
nipple. At first he just snaps at it and then held the nipple between the
teeth. Jesper felt the chance and wondered what would happen next. The
pressure increased when Peter closed his teeth. When Peter began to pull
the nipple away from his chest with the teeth it began to hurt.

"Uh oh, Aaah!" It was music to the audience to hear the smooth and youthful
twink being used.

When Peter released the nipple, he quickly put an alligator clip on
it. Jesper jumped and gasped. He had never experienced this kind of
pain. He began to move his arm down to take it away, but Peter took hold of
it and firmly put it back on his head. He wanted to beat the boy for his
obedience, but the gang didn't want to scare him too much the first
time. His lesson this time was that he couldn't challenge or interrupt what
was happening. It was no point in trying.

Peter began to lick and suck the other nipple. Jesper knows what would
happen, but he couldn't deny it was wonderful to have someone work on his
nipple. Peter continued longer than before and Jesper moved his head back
in delight. His hard dick was dripping precum.

But eventually Peter began to use his teeth and his bite got harder and he
pulled a bit further than before. When he let it go an alligator clip was
soon in place. Its metallic teeth pushed deep into the tender flesh. The
puppy could feel something between his pecs. It was the chain connecting
the alligator clips.

The pain in his nipple was forgotten as Peter went back to used his riding
crop on the naked body. He circled the puppy on the stage. Now and then he
would whip hard lashes on some part of the body. When the target was the
ass cheeks, Peter began to beat them hard and repeatedly. Jesper began to
wail and move around to escape the beating, so mush it almost was as
dancing.

Never had Jesper felt so much pain. He started to sob and tears made the
hood moisty on the inside. Peter gave him red marks all over his body, but
nowhere was the lashes so many and hard as against the twink's ass
cheeks. When they were deep red Peter stopped. Jesper was crying, but his
little cock was still hard.

Peter let his flat palms caress the body, over the sensitive skin and sore
ass cheeks. The boy was sweating. When he had calmed down Peter swiftly
removed the alligator clips. It was a new sensation of pain for Jesper. He
began to howl, "Oww! Aaaahh! Ah!!"

Peter moved his hands down to the twink's cock and balls. As soon as he
lightly began to masturbate the cock Jesper had forgotten the pain. But he
was remembered what this was by the hand now squeeze the trapped balls. He
squeezed them hard. Peter and the predator's gang had decided that their
prey shouldn't experience pleasure without pain, especially when he was
allowed to ejaculate.

The hand around his cock felt so good. The ecstasy of the moment was all
that was important. It was all that mattered for Jesper now. It was the
sole reason for being. But then the hand was gone. As soon as Jesper was
ready to explode with pleasure it stopped. Jesper's frustrated dick stabbed
at the air searching for its satisfaction.

It was great entertainment for the men around the scene. Peter played and
teased the horny twink to make the most embarrassing and revealing moves
with his smooth body.

"Heïs shameless, isn't he?" Peter told the audience.

Jesper knows he revealed himself as a bitch and that he was losing the
little respect he eventually had left. But he hadn't been allowed to shoot
his wad in weeks and was desperate. If he made a fool of himself that was
the price he was prepared to pay.

It was exactly the kind of thoughts the predators wanted to create in their
prey. He should willingly humiliate himself. Now it was to get release. In
a near future, he would do it to give pleasure to real men. The first step
was to make him lose all dignity for himself. When it was eradicated he
could be made to understand his place in the world, to willingly serve
men. A need to please and yearning to be used, abused, and fucked. He
should become hot when men made him feel nasty.

When Jesper had been on the brink of cumming several times it was finally
time to finish off. Peter changed from his warm hands on the body to the
whip. He started to whip the hard cock. First lightly, but then the lashes
came with increasing force. The whip came from different angles, from the
right, left and from the front, from above.

A last terrible lash at the unprotected cock head got him over the top. He
shot a big wad straight up in the air and before it splashed on the dirty
wooden stage the second eruption left the incredibly sensitive dick. It was
an orgasm like no one before. He felt pain and pleasure at the same
time. His hand went down to his cock. It was comfortable to touch it with
his fingers for the first time in months.

Peter moved the hand away but didn't punish him. He just moved the arms to
his back. The men cheered and enjoyed the show, but Jesper could only hear
there was some noise. No one was allowed to touch him. Do to his sensitive
skin after the performance Peter and Anders put one hand on each of his
shoulders and guided him out. Jesper didn't know what was happening he only
followed the direction of the big hands on him. He felt the cold morning
air against his body when they stepped out onto the yard outside. Before he
was moved into the backseat he got a blanket around him.

Back in the apartment someone removed the hood. It was Robert, his first
friend from the internet. He thought it would be Marcelo, but he was
pleased it was Robert. He needed matured men after the ordeal he been
through, not a jock who didn't take anything serious.

"Let take this off," Robert said as he knelt down and removed the
ball-stretcher around his sac.

"Now, into the shower. It's time to clean this body." Robert carefully
soaped all of the twink's body. When he got to the crotch and caressed the
cock it started to grow. Robert smiled. This boy wasn't suffering, he
enjoyed the treatment. It made Robert hard. He wanted to fuck this boy so
bad.

Robert undressed fast and before Jesper know it, the man was standing
behind him in the shower. His hand moved over the twink's body as he
stepped close and his cock searching to find the pussy hole. Jesper moved
his ass up and out to give Robert better access. Robert's cock sank all the
way into the pussy in one long slow push. Both of them gasp.

"You love that cock in your pussy, puppy?"

"Yes. Please fuck me."

Robert was on an assignment. The predator's gang let Robert sleep with the
puppy to check his emotions and get some insight into his thinking after
the hood experience. Was he up to bondage, whipping, piercing and the
things they put him through? Robert talked to him while fucking slowly from
behind while the water came down steadily over them.

He let his hand move up to the violated nipples. Carefully he fondled them.

"Oww," Jesper's nipples was sore.

"You nipple will be bigger and more sensitive when they are worked upon as
tonight. We want them more prominent because you become even more
beautiful. Do you like them to be bigger?" Robert turns both of them to
face a mirror at the wall opposite the shower. It was the first time the
twink saw what they had done to him. He had red marks on his body after the
whip.

"Eeeh. . . Yes. . ." Jesper didn't know what he thought and only wanted to
say what the man now fucking him wanted to hear. He suppressed a thought of
bigger nipples: wouldn't it make him looking more like a girl?

Once again Robert lightly moved his fingers over the used nipples. The
twink shuddered but didn't complain.

"It was hot to watch you being whipped and see you cumming like an
explosion. . . We all then, if not before, knew what you need, what you
crave: to please real men and make them happy. Isn't that so?"

"It was crazy, and it was painful . . ."

"I know. It makes you feel more alive, doesn't it?"

"Eeeh. . . perhaps. . ."

"We love to use you in this way. We will do it again. It going to hurt but
you will take it, right?"

"Mmm-mm."

"No. Tell me. We will whip you, hurt you and tie your body. Do you want it
to happen?"

Jesper remember what he promised when he got his collar. He wanted to
please Robert and keep his dick inside his body. "Yes, I want you. . . to
tie me. . ."

Robert trusted forward. He smiled at the answer, but pressed on. "You don't
sound like you mean it. Do you want us to whip you again?"

After a moment of silence he said, "Yes. . . whip me, hurt me."

Robert kissed his neck and began to pounder the pussy, but soon pulled
out. He used a towel to dry them both. Then he gripped the puppy's
sensitive balls and led him to the bedroom. He pushes him down on his
stomach and watches the red marks on his cheeks and back. Peter didn't do
his worst, but he wasn't practically light-handed with the whip.

Robert moved up over the twink's back and spread his legs by using his
knees. His dick finds its target and moved into the passive boy. Robert
fucked him hard and soon emptied his spunk into the sex toy.

They slept to noon the next day. Jesper followed Robert into the
kitchen. "I'm hungry, are you?" Robert asked and Jesper nodded. Robert put
breakfast on the table. When Jesper started to sit down at the kitchen
table, he was told not to.

"No, you are our puppy now and they don't sit at the table, do they?"
Robert stepped forward to put a hand on Jesper's neck and pulled him toward
his lips. They kissed as Roberts' hands moved alongside the naked body.

"You can sit on this," Robert said as he opened the bathrobe and sat down
on a chair. His cock was hard. Jesper smiled, turned around and sank down
on it.

"Yeah. Nice. . . Fuck yourself on it." Jesper moved up and down. After a
while Robert interrupted the fucking as he gently pushed Jesper off. Robert
put Kellogg's and milk into a metallic dog bowl. Jesper saw it and could
figure out what was coming. Robert put the bowl down on the floor.

"A puppy eats from his bowl." Jesper didn't like this humiliation, but his
still free dick remained hard.

As Robert sat at the table, he observed how Jesper went down on all four
and lowered his head into the bowl.

"Do you like to eat this way?"

Jesper looked up and back to Robert behind him. "Eeeh. . . It makes me feel
inferior but at the same time aroused. I don't know why. . ."

"Good. It should. You are inferior. And from now on you will always eat as
a puppy." Robert pause as he eats, then added, "Your ass is so damn sexy. I
want to fuck it every day. Do you know how hot you are? Don't answer. Eat."
Robert was amazed over how well trained Jesper now was and how horny he
become when he saw this obedient twink.


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Next: part 27 - Tied-up and pierced

The warning in the beginning seems necessary due to some mail I get. This
is a fantasy. And it's posted under the authoritarian section. That should
be enough to prevent reading by people who not appreciate this kind of
adventure, but appear to be insufficient by circumstances I don't
understand.

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