Date: Mon, 26 Sep 2011 17:33:25 -0400 (EDT)
From: kdrdfw17@aol.com
Subject: Rookie QB Defated 4

Slowly thru the process, sounds finally emerge from the stud's mouth,
moans, and not from pain, but ecstasy.  A grin appears on Tyrell's, face,
and he knows phase two is complete, now on to phase 3, but he must finish,
and with one last thrust shoves his cock all the way in, and erupting,
leaving his seed in the studs, not so virgin or tight ass.  Jimmy's insides
are on fire, form the brutal fucking. Tyrell, pulls out his fact cock, and
shoves it in Jimmy's open mouth, telling the pussy boi to clean his black
dads cock...

After Jimmy had successfully, cleaned the black stallion's cock, he was
told to get the fuck out.  Jimmy, quickly got his clothes and left without
a word.  When Jimmy got home, he spent about an hour in a hot shower,
trying to wash away the humiliation he felt.

Jimmy, started having these totally erotic dreams, when he would awake, his
sheets would be cum stained, from where he had shot his load during the
dream.  What was happening to him, he would ask every morning after waking
from one of these dreams.  The dreams seemed so real and vivid, and in each
one he was used in brutal and kink ways, not having any control to stop
what was happening.

The season ended, and it was time for Jim to regain control of his life,
and put everything over the past few months behind him.  Then Jim received
a Fed EX package.  He knew he did not order anything, so he quickly signed
for the package, and once in the safety of his living room, he ripped it
open.  Inside the package was travel info and a plane ticket.  The note
included made it very clear who it was from, and that if he still wanted to
the tapes from going public he would follow all of the instruction
included.

The night before he was to leave, Jim could not sleep, should he go, should
he not, what would happen, he was going thru all of us options, and when
the car arrived to take him to the airport, he knew he only had one.  He
got his bag and off he went.

After he landed, there was huge man standing in the bag claim with a sign
with his name Jimmy Johnson on it.  Jim got his bag and walked over to the
guy.  Without a word, he turned and walked him to an awaiting car.  The
door was opened, and Jim stepped into the car.  Waiting in the car was a
note, telling him to take the pills that were placed next to a bottle of
water.  Jim, was nervous, he was in a strange country not having any
control over what was coming.  Jim took the pills, and before he knew it he
was out cold.

When Jim awoke, he could tell he was naked and restrained.  His arms were
stretched out ward, reaching up to hooks in the ceiling, and his legs
spread wide and tied to post in the room.  This evil looking guy came from
nowhere, and began shouting question out load.  Asking him for his papers,
if he knew that he was in the country illegally and also that they had
found drugs on him.  Jim tried to answer but was totally lost.

The interrogator then advised Jim of the sentence, which was a caning, and
without warning it began.  The pain was so much more intense, and then what
he had already been subjected, too.  Jimmy would howl, as the canning
continued, over and over.  The searing pain, was so intense, Jim ended up
passing out.  When the caning was complete, the stud back was covered with
red, some welts, some of it was blood.

Jim was awoken, when a bucket of cold water was thrown on his face.  When
he came too, there was a guy, standing there that later Jim would find out
his the major of the region of the country he was in.  With a think accent
the mayor stated "My name is Omar, but you are to refer to me as Master, do
you understand me boi?"

Jim, was slow to respond, "Where am I?"

The blow to his face was swift, as Omar struck, Jim.  "Where you are is not
important, boi.  You have been sent to me by Master Wesley.  And you can
make this easy on yourself or hard.  It's up to you", Omar stated.

"Fuck you, I will not submit to no foreign piece of shit.  I'm an American,
and I want to call the Embassy, " Jimmy stated in defiance.

"So be it, let your submission begin, you stupid Yankee stud.  Guards
prepare the prisoner, " Omar stated.

Four guards quickly run in, and remove the restraints holding Jim in place.
He was whisked thru the halls of the build, then out the front door, into
the town square.  In the middle of the town square is a stage, with one
pole in the middle of the stage.  The guards took Jim, to the stage and
then secured him in place, with his hands and feet tied secured behind the
pole, forcing his huge chest and manhood to stand out.

The town square filled up quickly, when the word got out that there was an
American about to be beaten, this would be the biggest thing the town had
ever seen.  Jim was so pissed, being on display for these low live people.

The mayor came out and got up on the stage, and started speaking in his
native language.  Omar, was telling the crowd, why the American stud was
there, and what was going to happen.  He advised the crowd that they would
break this American stud, and that he would be his slave before it was
over.  The crowd erupted in laughter.  Omar turned and walked right up to
Jim and stated, "Thank you for putting up a fight, it's going to make
breaking you so much more fun," and he snapped his fingers, and moved out
of the way.  Two men appeared on both sides of Jim, both holding caines.
The two men begin caning the studs chest and abs, working in complete
unison.  As the beating continued, and Jim would yell out in pain, no one
could hear him, over the roar of the crowd.  The caning went on for about
an hour, the American stud was fighting the pain, and did not want to give
up, with these low life people watching and cheering.  He could not hold
out for ever, and did end up passing out.

When he awoke, when was stretched out on a wooden table or device, with his
arms secured above his head, and ankles at the end of the table.  Omar
walked up to the bound stud, and asked him once again, if he was ready to
call him Master.  Jim responded, "Never".  With the snap of his fingers, a
cranking noise could be heard, and the bound studs, arms were being pulled
further above his head.  He was being stretched tight; it continued to
pull, inch by inch, until he could not be pulled anymore.  When he was
stretched tight, Omar left him there being pulled as tight as he could.

After being left on the rack all night Omar came in and released the
tension on the crank, allowing the stud to relax.  Jim, let out a moan, and
his body went limp on the table.  Omar snapped his fingers, and guards
appeared, and released the stud from the restraints, and moved him to a
X-Cross, with leather cuffs on his wrist and ankles, he was fasten to the
cross.  Jimmy's head hung down resting in his chest.  Omar came over and
lifted the studs head so they would be face to face.  Omar, leaned in, and
whispered in the studs ear, "Are you ready to call me Master?"

Mustering his will, Jimmy responded, "Never."

Omar, just smiled and snapped his fingers.  A guard came over and started
to tie rope around the stud's balls, then attached a bucket to the rope.
The bucket was empty, and then the guard poured in a predetermined amount
of sand, and the bucket pulled on the stud's balls.  Like clockwork the
guard would return every 30 m ins, and add more sand to the bucket, cause
the bound stud to winch as it caused his balls to be pulled hard.  This
went on for hours, and by the end the stud's balls were turning blue.  When
Omar, finally had the guards removed the bucket and rope form the stud's
balls, he had sweat pour down his body, and he let out a sigh of relief.
Omer just smiled, as he was loving this so much, this was the first time he
every had a hot American stud to torture.

The guards once again removed the restraints, and quickly took Jim, back to
the town square.  This time there was what would appear to be something
like a saw horse, only a little bit larger.  The guard's first fastened the
studs ankles to the back legs, then forced him down with his chest resting
on the center boards of the device, then attached his wrist to the front
legs.  They them used leather straps coming around from the bottom of the
center boards, and going over the studs back, making sure he was secure and
unable to move.

Once again the town squared filled and Omar once again talked to all of the
town's people.  When Omar was done the assault began, and Jim yelled out as
the thick board, hit his bare muscled ass.  Every time the board struck,
the cheers from the crowd grow louder.  Before it was over, Jimmy's ass was
bright red, and tears were running down his face.  When Omar told the crowd
that the big American stud was crying, it was the loudest cheer of all.
Omar then walked to where the studs head was hanging down, he lifted it,
and wiped away the tears, and once again asked, are u ready to submit to
your new Master?

It took Jim, a few minutes to clear his throat, and spit out "NO."  Jim's
mind was racing, he was not sure what else he could take, but he was never
going to call some low life Master.  Jim was removed, and taken to a small
cell, with no light, and thrown in.  He was left without food or water, for
24 hours.  He was growing weak; Jim kept out hope that he soon would be
free.

When the guards returned, they moved Jim to a room, where he was placed on
a table, his legs hung off at the knee, and were fasten to the legs, then
his arms were pulled above his head and fasten at each corner of the table.
Then nipple clamps were place him and they were pulled upwards being tied
off to a ringlet in the ceiling.  Then his balls were pulled thru a hole in
a wooden plank.  The plank was then pulled upwards as well tied off to
ringlets as well.  His balls were nice and tight in the device.  Once in
place Omar came into the room.  He walked over to the table here Jim was
bound too.

Omar fills the stud in "You know, my find American stud, no one has ever
made it this far, without calling me Master.  I have been waiting for the
right stud to use this next treatment on.  Thank you for the chance to
break u with my own hands, and this little stick."

"Fuck you, you sick bastered," Jim spits out.

Omar just laughs...  Omar then takes the stick in his hand and begins to
lightly tap on the bound studs balls.

Jim, cannot believe the filling that he's getting from the stick hitting
his balls, he's panting and heaving with each tap.  Omar continues the
assault and can tell by the stud's reaction that this is working just like
he planned.  After about 20 minutes, he stops, and tells Jimmy, "All you
have to do to get me to stop, is say I submit to you Master.

Jimmy shakes his head from side to side, and states "I will not."

Omar begins again, the slow tapping, continues, on and on, he can tell its
driving the stud crazy.  He continues the torture off and on for the next 2
hours, when he hears Jimmy say "Please stop, stop no more."

Omar, leans over and is staring into the studs face, and states, "Say it
Jimmy, tell me I'm your Master."

Jimmy, "Just stop please stop, no more.. "

Omar continues hitting the stud's balls, "Tell me jimmy, tell me you submit
to your Master."

Jimmy response, "OK.. ok, ok, just stop."

"Jimmy say it now or else, tell me u submit to your Master, " Omar repeats
has he still continues to hit the studs balls.

Not able to stand it anymore, Jimmy makes the statement, "I submit to you
Master."

Omar gushes with delight, and stops and leans closer to the studs face,
"Say it again Jimmy boi."

Jimmy takes a big gulp, and says it again, "I submit to you Master."

Omar, is thrilled, now for the real fun.  He yells out in a triumphant
noise, causing the guards to run in, he tells them he as achieved victory
and how they can really enjoy the stud.  They all being rejoicing.  The
whole time Jimmy, becomes more worried, he thought this would be the end,
but what was his fate now.