Pinky - Gregor (Part 4)
It's been six months now since I was first taken. The abuse has settled into a
routine, which I now feel comfortable with. I've been trying to find out the
whereabouts of my brother and sister. Frank gets mad each time I ask and the
other boys know nothing. Part of my responsibilities is helping to get the new
boys accustomed to life here. Average stay for them is around two months. Where
they go from here remains a mystery. Yesterday I held a new recruit in my arms
all night. He was beaten badly and his "balls" showed signs of intense torture.
Naked and sobbing he finally fell asleep against me. Holding him tight I
thought of Paul and hoped he was safe. The injections and pills they've been
giving me have had some strange effects. My breasts have swelled and my nipples
are very sensitive. I'm on a totally liquid diet, which includes large doses of
sperm. My ass has been stretched so wide I find it hard to close. Each week a
larger "butt" plug is inserted. Franks hand can now fit easily inside me. One
of his favorite diversions is to have me sit on another boy's head and shit
into his mouth. My poop is now extremely loose and flows all over his face.
With my wide ass opening, Frank has a clear view of the brown water gushing out
and covering the victim. Another thrill for him is to have me shit on a boy's
cock. He then makes another boy either stroke it or suck on it. Once one of the
boys fainted from the smell and taste. Frank took a branding iron to his butt
as we all looked on in horror. The letter "G" was burnt into his pale flesh as
his screams filled the air. Two boys dragged him out of the room and I never
saw him again. It's time now for my next injection. I hope they don't leave the
needle too long in my tender ass.
Pinky walked into the examining room. Frank was there and grabbed him as he
came in. Taking the startled boy he chained him spread eagle to the wall.
"Sorry I have to do this Pinky but you'll be leaving us today and they want
some "special" pictures prior to you going. You can scream and beg all you want
to. The doctor is wearing earplugs so he can't hear you.
If you pass out the Doctor has a drug, which will keep you awake. You've been a
great fuck and a lot of fun. I wish you well in your new home."
*** The Doctor ***
With those words Frank left. The Doctor came over and secured the boy further
by locking wide leather straps around his thighs, stomach and neck. Pinky
couldn't move. Terrified he saw the doctor roll over a tray. He strained his
head to look but couldn't see what was in it. The Doctor saw him straining and
a large grin came over his face. Taking up the first hypodermic needle he held
it up to Pinky's face so the boy could see. Making sure he wasn't blocking the
view of the video camera mounted on the ceiling, the Doctor slowly inserted the
needle into Pinky's right nipple. Pinky yelled as the needle sank deep into the
sensitive bud. As the liquid slowly was injected, Pinky screamed in torment. It
felt like his whole breast was consumed by fire. Leaving the needle dangling
from his tit, the Doctor did the same to the left breast.
Pinky yelled and screamed anew. His cries of agony became hoarse as his vocal
chords strained to react. Pinky finally passed out. The Doctor revived him a
few minutes later with another injection. Pinky felt very alert. The pain in
his breasts now elicited muffled cries and whimpers as tears dripped down his
cheeks. Pinky could still feel the dangling needles striking him as he
struggled to jerk them free. The Doctor looked on in amusement as the needles
flopped from side to side slowly extracting themselves from Pinky's nipples.
First one then the other finally fell to the floor. Pinky then felt the Doctor
lube his cock and start to pump it. With his other hand he massaged Pinky's
prostate till the boy was erect. Taking an elastic he tightly constricted the
base of the penis. Pinky grimaced as he felt the tight band keeping his cock
erect. Next a leather pouch was tightened on Pinky's balls. It separated them
and made them pull tight against the scrotal sack. Holding the balls firmly,
the Doctor proceeded to stick small straight pins through the sack and into
Pinky's balls. Pinky's voice went completely silent as his inhuman cries
completely froze his vocal chords. Only low moans and the constant stream of
tears revealed Pinky's agony. The Doctor inserted more and more pins till he
found it hard to find new flesh. When he finished he moved out of the way and
allowed the camera to zoom in for a close-up of Pinky's pin laden sacks.
Then, grabbing Pinky's penis, he buried pins deep into the cock head. Small
droplets of blood formed around the punctured sites as new shiny intruders were
slowly added. Poor Pinky's body spasmed with each new assault. Finally
finished, he stepped back to admire his artwork and bow to the camera.
He then took a strong magnet and passed it by Pinky's tortured genitals. The
pins literally jumped out of Pinky's flesh as the magnet went by. The boy's
body jerked uncontrollably and finally fell limp against his bindings. The
Doctor injected Pinky again, then summoned some boys to take Pinky down and
soothe his wounds. When Pinky woke he was lying face up on a padded table. The
face above him spoke.
"Welcome to your new home Pinky. I'm Gregor."
Taking Pinky's arm Gregor helped him to sit up. Pinky felt very weak and soon
felt the room spinning. In a few seconds he fell back and passed out.
Pinky felt soothing hands on his forehead as he opened his eyes. He was lying
on a large bed. On either side of him knelt two naked bodies, one male and one
female. As he squinted to see their faces he heard the familiar voice of his
sister.
"It's okay dear. Paul and me are here. You've been out for quite a long time.
Try to relax."
Pinky thought at first he was dreaming. As his sight cleared he could now see
his sister and brother bending over him. Kissing him on the cheek, both
siblings started to cry. Pinky assured them he was all right and reached out to
hold their hands. Squeezing the digits tight, he once again dozed off to sleep.
Pinky woke the next morning spread eagle still on the bed. In his ass and penis
he felt a dull pain. His wrists and ankles where tied to corner posts by
leather straps. Calling for his sister and brother, Paul came over to him and
stroked his cheek. Gregor walked on the other side and told Paul to release
Pinky. As the boy rose from the bed he found a large tube had been implanted in
his piss hole. Another larger tube was jutting out from his ass. Gregor looked
at him and smiled.
"Both tubes have been surgically implanted. If you try to pull them out you'll
suffer great damage internally. We've also implanted other little toys in your
breasts, ass and balls. Show him the remote Paul."
Paul picked up a small box from the night-stand and showed it to Pinky. It had
two buttons and a row of small lights. Gregor continued.
"The first button will bring you great joy by stimulating your sex organs. The
longer the button is pressed the more horny you'll feel until you finally cum.
The second button, unfortunately, brings great pain in the same manner.
Displease me or my guests and we'll soon find out how much agony you can
endure. Now, let me show you around my garden."
Still naked, with hoses dangling from his privates, Pinky and Paul followed
Gregor out into the garden.
Passing beautiful gardens and fountains they came to a long walkway with
life-size plaster statues on either side. One side had nude men in various
poses. The other side had nude women. Gregor stopped at the last nude male
statue. Taking up a small device on the statues base, he continued.
"These are my specialty. Inside each one is a living person. They're fed
through tubes. I command each one through one of these. I have final control
over their bodily functions. Pinky, go over and suck on the plaster dick."
Pinky went over and did as he was told. Gregor pushed a button on the remote
and waited. One by one a row of green lights started to go on. As the last
light lit Gregor smiled and looked at Paul. To Pinky's surprise a thick load of
cum sprang from the erect opening. Pinky swallowed hard as the white ooze kept
spasming forth. Finally done, Pinky released his suction on the phallus and
turned towards Paul. Gregor got angry and ordered Pinky to continue sucking on
the white penis. Pinky complied and Gregor pushed another button. Within
seconds a warm stream of piss flooded Pinky's mouth. Pinky tried in vain to
gulp the heavy stream down. Some piss flowed out from his mouth and down his
bare breasts. Gregor caught a glimpse of piss dripping down Pinky's penal tube.
"I didn't say to spit the piss out! That's going to cost you! Get off the dick
and put your mouth on his ass!"
As Pinky went around the statue he placed his mouth over a hole between the
statues cheeks. Gregor came up behind him, grabbed his hair and held his face
tight against the plaster ass. Pushing a third button, the
hole started spurting out gobs of thick brown fluid. Pinky started choking as
the vile stench flowed down his throat. Gregor moved Pinky's head back slightly
and let the brown sauce cover his face. Moving him back more the stench gushed
over his breasts and stomach. The deluge finally stopped and Pinky, still
gagging, looked like he was dipped in chocolate. Gregor ordered Pinky to lie
down face up on the grass.
Taking a seat on a thickly padded bench Gregor then ordered Paul to go over by
Pinky and kneel down.
As Gregor looked on, he told Paul to suck on Pinky's toes and work his way up
the body. He didn't want to see a trace of brown left on Pinky. Paul did, as
was told and sucked Pinky's toes. Licking between them he lapped up the brown
sauce. Moving up Pinky's body he paid special care around his ass and penis.
Pinky tried to lay motionless but Paul's tongue on his cock caused him to hump
slightly. Even with the vile odor he was becoming aroused. Paul realized this
and held Pinky's cock as his tongue continued to move up his body. As Paul
started licking Pinky's nipples his hand stroked Pinky's shaft. Paul's mouth
finally found Pinky's and they sucked long and hard on each other's tongues.
With Paul's vigorous hand Pinky soon came and shot sperm over Paul's smooth
back. Continuing now up the head, Paul licked and sucked Pinky's forehead.
Gregor was very amused.
"You can stop now Paul. Good show! Jerking off Pinky was a nice touch, even
though I didn't order it. Your punishment will be light. As for you Pinky, I
can't wait to see your pretty body twist in pain! Paul take that hose and clean
yourself up. When we get inside you can use the steam room."
Paul took a nearby hose and washed both of them clean. As the trio walked back,
Pinky noticed that one female statue had ridges running down her breasts.
Gregor noticed his curiosity and stopped before her. The woman had a ghastly
look of pain on her face. Unlike the other statues, there were no holes or
slits at her cunt, nose or ass. Gregor explained.
"That's sadist Sue. She died around a year ago. Out of all my statues, she's
the only one that I fully encased in plaster. Let's have a seat and I'll tell
you boys her story."
***** Sues Tale *****
Sue was a particularly sadistic prison matron down in South America. She took
great delight in torturing women and children. Sometimes she would do this in
front of their husbands hoping to wring out confessions. Most of the time it
was for punishment or, just for fun. Her favorite device was a cattle prod,
which she used liberally up pussies and asses. Another fun toy was a pair of
pliers with which she extracted nipples, teeth and the occasional clit.
Children, even young ones, were forced to eat her pussy. Many a child's virgin
holes were permanently damaged with large dildos and wooden spikes. One day,
as fate would have it, she pissed off the wrong people. I got a call from my
Latin America contact asking if I wanted a slave to torture and kill. Normally
I don't pay for people I intend to get rid of, but after hearing her story I
decided to make an exception. She was delivered to me in fairly good shape. For
the first few months I used her as a model, instructing my friends on the
proper way to whip and beat a slave.
Hardly an inch of her skin wasn't either bruised or had deep welts. I had
intended to let her heal, before I resumed the beatings, until she tried to
escape. At that point I turned her over to Janice. One night a special show was
held in my theater. Sue was wheeled out on a gurney. Her legs and feet were
tightly bound to stirrups, giving easy access to her cunt. The rest of her body
was encased in heavy straps except for her well proportioned breasts which hung
over her bonds. After locking the gurney securely to the floor, Janice
addressed the audience.
"Here you see a wicked and evil person who took delight in torturing children.
This is clearly against our rules. For this she is sentenced to a slow death. I
will now re-create an old torture method known as the basket. Her wounds will
not be treated. Eventually she will die from them or we will have mercy and
kill her. She has been given an injection to keep her awake during her ordeal.
If any men wish they may fuck her as I proceed. Vaginal muscle contractions
under torture can be quite intense."
Four or five men took their place in front of Sue's cunt. Janice put in
earplugs and wheeled over a table containing a wicker basket. Pulling the gag
out of Sue's mouth, the girl started begging for mercy. Janice just smiled and
extracted a long, thick needle from the basket. It was around seven inches and
had a hole at one end. She then took out a spool of course hemp and threaded it
through the hole. Ignoring Sues cries for mercy, she motioned the first man to
start fucking her cunt. As he worked his dick up her hole, Janice pierced the
base of the woman's breast with the needle. Sue screamed in agony. Janice
slowly worked the needle through the soft flesh till it came out the other
side. She continued pulling the needle through the other end until the rope was
completely through the breast. Taking scissors she cut the rope off the spool.
As the mans shaft rammed faster and faster up her hole, Janice took both ends
of the rope and crossed them over her nipple. Sue's ungodly scream pierced the
air as Janice pulled both ends tight, severely restricting the breast. She then
made a knot over the nipple as the first man moaned his orgasm. Sue's face was
flush with sweat and tears as the second man took his place. Janice meanwhile
again threaded the needle and pierced Sue on the other side of the breast. With
Sue screaming uncontrollably, Janice pulled the needle through and again
threaded the chord through the bleeding flesh. Pulling tight and making another
knot over the tender nipple. She continued this till twelve loops of hemp had
encased her breast.
It was obvious now why they called this basket torture, since Sues breast
resembled a basket with raw flesh squeezed between the ropes. By this time
three more men with cocks at the ready joined Janice on stage. She gave Sue a
few minutes of peaceful agony before starting on the other breast. When Sue saw
her reach for the needle again she screamed anew, and a stream of piss let
loose from her pussy drenching the next man in line. The audience started
laughing and Janice went back to her work. As each successive needle pierced
the flesh, Sues cries grew dimmer. Her vocal chords had froze up and,
eventually, could only scream in silence. Finally finished, Janice waited for
the last man to cum. Taking a small whip she beat the girl's breasts hoping her
screams would return. Sue still suffered in silence. The show being over Sue
was wheeled back to her room. For the next six days she suffered greatly as the
breasts swelled around the course hemp and infection set in. Every few hours a
video was made of her suffering. Finally she was taken to my plaster room and
encased as you see her now. An everlasting monument to the cruelty of man.
Pinky and Paul were visibly shaken by the story. Following Gregor they went
quietly back to the main house. Once inside Gregor left and Paul led Pinky to
the steam room. Inside was an old fat man lying on a bench. He motioned the
boys over and instructed them to suck his cock. Hardly three inches long the
boys took turns sucking the tiny prick down. Try as they might the penis
wouldn't grow. Finally the man kicked them away and left. Pinky and Paul spent
the next half-hour sucking on each other's dicks and caressing their smooth
bodies. Leaving the steam room, they went to Paul's bed and lied on the soft
comforter. Nibbling on each other's tits and intertwining their soft tongues,
they fell asleep in each other's arms.
