Date: Sun, 24 Jul 2005 20:20:29 +1000 (EST)
From: Clifton Rise <clifton_rise@yahoo.com.au>
Subject: Initiation Part Two

Thanks to all the people that have emailed me with kind comments and
suggestions as to what part 2 should contain.  I hope you enjoy.

As always comments and feedback are welcome: clifton_rise@yahoo.com.au

Peace.

CR


Initiation - Part 2.

As he knelt in the Number 2 position, Corey was aware that the head boy was
watching him as he walked around, looking for signs of movement, which
would no doubt lead to more punishment.

The head boy walked back around to the front and said "You are a very cute
boy, Corey." Corey smiled, enjoying the compliment. "Lets see what you can
handle. Get the box of tricks."

Corey was a bit worried about what was meant by "what you can handle." He
was sure the boys wouldnt deliberately hurt him. Would they?  What
punishment was he to receive?

These questions all whirled around Coreys head while he kneeled on the
ground in the Number 2 position.  He was hoping he wouldnt need to stay
here long, because he knew that he could only keep still in this position
for a short length of time.  He didnt want to give the older boy a reason
to punish him more.  Behind him, Corey could hear scuffling and rummaging.
One of the boys preparing the box of tricks, no doubt.  Corey had heard of
a magician's box of tricks, where the magicians kept their trick card decks
and other equipment they used when entertaining kids, but he was sure this
would contain different tricks, and he wasnt sure if he would like them.

Corey saw as one of the boys brought the box and placed it on a table
behind the head boy.  The box was roughly the size of two shoe boxes and
Corey could see that it was stacked full of various objects of different
shapes and sizes.  He couldnt tell what anything was because it was too
dark.

The head boy saw Corey's eagerness to know what was inside the box and just
smiled. "You want to know what is in this box, boy?"

"Yes, sir", said Corey.

"These are the instruments of your initiation, and of your punishment. From
now until the end of the initiation, you will stay still in that position,
or move as you are told. You will not make a single sound out of your
mouth. If you do, I will increase your punishment, and if it gets beyond a
certain level, you will fail the initiation. Nod if you understand."

It took several seconds for Corey's brain to comprehend what the head boy
had said. Basically he needed to stay still and not make a sound. Right..he
told himself, "I can do this. I'll pass this initiation, and I'll be in the
cool, secret club." He nodded.

The head boy nodded. "Good." Corey wondered what he was looking for as he
fished around in the box. "Ahh, here they are." Corey couldnt see what the
head boy had in his hands, but it seemed to be several small objects. He
put all but one on the table next to the box.  As he brought the object
closer to his face, Corey saw that it was a wooden clothespeg.

What did he want with a....Surely, he wasnt going to....Oh shit...he
was....Corey's eyes widened as he realised where the clothespeg was going
to go, and the older boy was opening and closing it in front of Corey's
eyes menacingly with his right hand.

"For your punishment, you will have a peg attached to each nipple and two
on your ball sack for the duration of the initiation."  The older boy
reached down with his other hand and felt Corey's left nipple.  He grabbed
the dime sized bud and squeezed it gently, kneading it between his fingers
and making the very point stick out. He then reached down with the open peg
and let it close slowly on the very tip of Corey's nipple.

Corey gasped as he felt the full pressure of the peg on his sensitive
nipple. He caught himself in time before he screamed out.  It was obvious
to Corey that the head boy had done this type of punishment before, as he
knew where to place the peg for maximum pain.  The very tip of the nipple
is much more sensitive than the back fleshy part closer to the chest. Corey
was breathing hard, his whole chest heaving from the pain this tiny wooden
object was causing him, trying his best not to make a sound or move too
much.  The head boy brought the other peg and positioned it on Corey's
other nipple, the pain now twice as bad as before.

The head boy quickly applied the other two pegs to Corey's ball sack while
he did his best to stay still.

"Lets give him a minute to get used to them".

Coreys nipples felt like they were on fire with the persistent pain of the
pegs.  He was sure in his mind he could shake them off, because they were
so on the edge of the skin, but he darent not to.  Corey tried to
concentrate on something other than the pain eminating from his chest,
knowing that it would be there for a longer, rather than shorter time.  The
pegs dangling from his balls provided a dull pinching pain, a stark
contrast to the very shrill pain on his nipples.

It seemed like 10 minutes when the leader finally returned and said "You
have remained still Corey, I am pleased.  I am sure these hurt a lot dont
they?"  The boy was touching the cruel clamps pinching Corey's nipples,
causing him even more pain.  His eyes widened, and despite managing to hold
them in all this time, Corey's eyes filled with tears that started flowing
down his face.

"Ah, tears, that's what I was waiting for, now we can proceed", said the
head boy.

"You are a sadistic bastard", Corey thought to himself, as he couldnt move
to wipe the freeflowing tears from his face. "Its not enough that I'm
crying but you have to tell everyone."

"Number 3."

Corey hesitated for a second, trying to remember what position number 3
was. Then he remembered it was the easiest to remember.

"Number 3 is the lowest position to the ground," Jordan was explaining, as
he demonstrated in Corey's bedroom. "All you do is rest your elbows on the
ground, and stick your bum up in the air.  Your legs are the same as
position 2, and your head is down."

"So its just like being on your hands and knees, except that your elbows
are down as well?" Asked Corey.

"Thants right mate!", said Jordan. "Just remember to keep still, whatever
happens."

Corey remembering the scene in his bedroom when Jordan was teaching him the
positions, bent down and put his elbows on the ground and put his head
down. The pain in his nipples was starting to turn into are more dull pain
than the sharp pain he was experiencing earlier.  Was this because he was
used to the feel of the pegs on his nipples, or was it that his chest was
no longer stretched, and they werent pulling as tight.  Whatever the
reason, Corey was glad that this was the case. The tears, however refused
to stop, making a small puddle on the ground underneath Corey's face. The
head boy interrupted his thoughts on the matter.

"Have you ever had anything up your ass?"

"N, No Sir", Corey lied, lifting his head up to answer the head boy.

It came so fast that Corey didnt see it until he felt it. "WHACK" The
stinging slap across his face, almost threw him off balance despite being
so close to the ground. His whole body shook, including the pegs which
started stinging all over again.

"DON'T LIFT YOUR HEAD UP BOY LOOK AT THE GROUND!"

"Sss sorry, sir", sobbed Corey with renewed tears as he quickly faced the
floor again.

"So, you have never had anything up your ass?"

************

Sorry to stop here guys, but this part was getting longer and longer, and I
didn't want to make people wait too long for part 2, so this can be
published, and I can keep working on the end of Corey's initiation in Part
3.

Comments and feedback are welcome: clifton_rise@yahoo.com.au

Peace.

CR