A Love Story

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A Love Story

Pt.5 -- Sean's Story

I think I must have been about ten when I realised I was different to the other boys my age. When we used to go out into the woods and spy on the boys and girls making out I always watched the boys more than the girls. I thrilled to the sight of their big cocks, hoping they would just let the girls play with them so that I could watch them get hard and then spit loads of white cream everywhere. I hated it when they buried them inside the girl because I couldn't see anything. The other boys all wanted to fuck the girls, which I thought was disgusting.

When I was twelve one of my brother's girlfriend's seduced me and made me fuck her. I thought it was vile and threw up immediately afterwards. It was then that I first heard the word "auntieman", it meant gay, homosexual, and queer. I just knew that's what I was.

Some weeks later, I was playing in the hills above my house when I ran into another boy from the village who was only nine. He was very pretty and I felt an odd tingling in my groin just looking at him. We played for a while before starting to wrestle each other. I pinned him down eventually and tickled him with some long grass. He told me he thought it was quite exciting when I tickled the inside of his thighs. While doing that I felt my erection almost burst from my shorts. I had been wanking for about two years but only recently was I having wet orgasms. My little friend could see my erect penis through my shorts and asked me what it was. I told him and let him know that I could make his get hard as well if he wanted me to. He did, so I made him stand up while I undressed him and myself. As he stood in front of me naked, I was overcome by how pretty he was. I made him lay down while I played with his willy gradually adding his anus to the places I was touching. I eventually worked one of my fingers into his little hole and knew I wanted my prick in there instead. I pushed my cock into his little bottom despite the scream of pain he emitted, I fucked him very hard until I orgasmed. I knew I had hurt him because he took a long time to stop crying. I told him if he let me do it again I would give him some money and it wouldn't hurt next time. Of course I didn't know that but I wanted to fuck him again so much.

Before the next time I learnt about lubrication and stretching his arse a little at a time. We fucked quite regularly after that and I think we were both happy but knew it was wrong. One day I heard that he had killed himself and I thought it was because of what we did. I did not have anything to do with sex again until I was fourteen.

On the worst day of my life, just after my fourteenth birthday this man called Kember, he was 21, told me to meet him up in the woods because he knew something awful about me. He told me when we met that he had seen me when I fucked my friend, and he knew that had been the reason for the suicide. If he told my parents they would disown me for committing such vile and disgusting acts, and that the police would put me in prison for a long time if they found out.

I begged him not to tell anyone and he agreed but only on the condition that I would do anything he wanted and accept any punishment he meted out to me. I of course agreed unreservedly.

"Ok," he said, "we are going to start now. You know the old barn near the top of the old farm track."

I did because no one ever went there, it was supposed to be haunted.

"I want you to meet me there in half an hour."

I was very frightened of that place but more frightened of Kember so I agreed.

When I arrived, he was already in the barn sat on a hay bail. I looked around a little fearfully at all the weird equipment there. In the centre of the floor, hanging from the rafters was a block and tackle with a hook on the end, I guessed it had been used for hoisting hay bails onto carts. At one side was an old sawhorse with a padded top and shackles on each of the four legs at the bottom and half way up on one side. Hanging from a low beam in a line was a selection of leather straps, canes and whips. Below them on the floor was a length of wood about three feet long with padded shackles on each end and two ropes coming to an apex where they joined a ring. There were three hay bails pushed together and covered with a horse blanket to form quite a large bed and another set of three hay bales set up like a giant's step.

Kember saw me taking all this in and sniggered as he said. "Do you like all my toys?"

"I don't know what they are for." I replied.

"You will do very soon." he said, "This will be your first punishment session for the vile and disgusting thing you did to that poor little boy two years ago."

"Stand in the centre of the floor and take your clothes off in the order I tell you. When you do it again you will use exactly the same order and be punished if you get it wrong."

"Take your shoes off and put them beside you."

I did exactly as he said. There was so much menace in his voice that I did not dare to query anything.

"Now your socks put them in your shoes and put them all on the hay bail on your right. Good, now walk back to the centre and take your shirt off. Put it on the floor and take your trousers off. Now pick them both up and put them with your shoes."

When I had returned to the centre of the floor he stood up and came over to me. He ran his hands all over my body except where my briefs were. It was very thrilling and I started to get an erection. He noticed it and pulled my pants down telling me to step out of them.

"Now stand with your legs apart and your hands behind your head."

He continued to stroke me now including my buttocks and my cock and balls. I was very hard in a short time. My cock was already nearly seven inches long, which I think impressed him.

"Now undress me in the same order and carry my clothes over to the bed."

I did, marvelling at the size of his cock. Soft it was bigger than mine hard. He lay on the bed and made me kneel down beside it and start playing with him. He taught me how to suck him, how to drive him crazy circling his glans with my tongue. That huge cockhead was amazing. He taught me how to play with his balls and roll them in between my fingers and how to tickle his arsehole with slicked fingers. It was very erotic and when he could see I was about to cum he stood up and ordered me over to the centre of the floor under the block and tackle.

He pulled the bar with the shackles on it across and told me to put my feet into the shackles, which he fastened. I sat down and he hauled the bar up until I was hanging up side down with my fingertips just clear of the ground. A large wooden box was nearby and he pulled that close so that when he stood on it his shoulders were about level with my knees. He selected one of the leather straps from the line and delivered the first of the hundreds, maybe even thousands of strokes I would receive over the next four years.

"You didn't think I was going to let you cum, and enjoy yourself did you? Enjoyment is not yours to ask for any more. You will please me as penance for your vile behaviour."

That first time with the leather, I received twenty strokes that he made me count out. I had never been beaten before and after only six or seven I had broken and was crying really hard and writhing to try to avoid that wicked piece of leather. The pain coursing through my body was unbelievable. He was obviously enjoying it very much, laughing and occasionally spinning me round between strokes. When he had finished, he lowered me down, unshackled me and sent me to lay over the saw horse. Once again my ankles were shackled, then he pulled my legs apart at the knees until he could secure those to the sawhorse legs as well. I was stretched as wide as my legs would allow. He made me bend over the sawhorse and secured my wrists to the other legs so that I was helpless.

"Now suck my cock again until it is hard."

It did not take me long, he was very excited at what he was doing. He went back round the other side of the sawhorse and I could feel him starting to finger fuck me. He started with one but very soon had all five digits inside me pushing very hard. It was very painful because I had never even had a finger there before.

"This is a very tight little virgin hole isn't it."

I said yes and he laughed.

"Well it won't be when my prick has ploughed a furrow through it. You are going to feel the pain that poor little boy felt two years ago."

I realise now that Kember kept reminding me of my little friend to keep me feeling guilty.

I was still hurting from the beating and from the fingers that were still pushing up inside me. But I was terrified at what his cock would do.

I saw him take some Vaseline from a jar on a ledge to my right and he said, "I suppose I had better use some lubrication this time then as I am going to be reaming you out frequently with this dick."

He lubed me up copiously and tried again to fist fuck me. He got as far as the knuckles and then decided to use his monster. I felt the pressure of his cock head against my virgin arsehole.

"I can't take that Kember, please, beat me again if you like but that will kill me."

Then I screamed. His head had forced itself beyond my sphincter. I had never known such pain. The beating seemed quite tame now against this massive block of pain. I passed out. When I showed signs of life again Kember said, "We'll try that again."

With no more delay he went in again. This time I stayed conscious, just. The pain flowed over my body like hot lava consuming every corner of my soul.

"Good, today I will only give you six inches of this."

I could feel him sliding further into me tearing the inside of me with that massive tool. Eventually he started to withdraw and started an in and out motion with what he told me was only six inches. I could feel every vein, every ridge, every inch of that monster as it slid in and out until I thought I would die. Then he pulled out walked round to my head, which he lifted with one hand while he pulled hard on his great cock and shot what seemed gallons of cum at my face, forcing me to swallow as much as I could. When he had finished he slumped on the bed and smoked a cigarette while he hurled abuse at me. As the pain receded and I stopped bawling he got up from the bed and picked a cane from the row of chastisers. He gave me another hard six with that before releasing me and telling me to get dressed.

"Every day after school you will come up here for your daily dose of punishment. Do you understand?"

I nodded.

"If I am not here within half an hour you can go home, Ok"

I nodded again.

When I got home that first day I ran straight to the bathroom and tried to wash away all the disgust I felt. My arse was bleeding quite badly where he had split me and it was very red and sore from the beating. I didn't think I could stand that every day but realised I had no choice.

The second day was almost a relief. I had to undress again but he just made me lay on my back on the floor of the barn while he stood over me, got out his monster and pissed copious quantities of urine all over me, particularly my face.

"I have a late shift at work so you are lucky today you disgusting creature, clean yourself up and go home. I will see you here at 10 on Sunday morning.

Tell your family you are going to play with a friend and will not be home until three. I think I can make up for your missed days with five hours."

I was in terror for the rest of the week. On the Sunday morning I stood in the barn at exactly 10 o clock shivering with apprehension.

Kember bounced in a few minutes later full of good humour, I didn't know what to think.

"Hi Sean, how are you today?"

I looked at him and mumbled, "Ok."

He sat and lit a cigarette. "You know I have to punish you to remind you how naughty you were. But we'll be gentle shall we?"

"Yeah that would be great." I said, not believing him.

"Ok, take your clothes off again the way I taught you, and come stand in front of me."

I did as I was told and he started playing with me. It felt really cool and I was very quickly hard.

"Do you beat this very often Sean?"

"Yeah, two or three times a day sometimes."

"Good, you're pretty experienced then so you can undress me and beat my meat for me. Not forgetting what to do with my balls and your tongue and lips. You must not cum, I will never allow you to enjoy that with me unless it suits my purpose, do you understand?"

I murmured assent even though I did not know how I could stop it happening when I was aroused

I went to work on him with a will, hoping that if he came I would not have to take that monster up my arse, which was still sore. I gave him the best blowjob I knew how bringing him to a quick orgasm, he made me swallow as much as I could that first time and he told me that in future if I wasted any I would pay for it. When he pulled out he told me to lick it clean and that I was definitely getting good at it.

I didn't care that I had not cum because he was still being nice to me.

"Ok, I have to beat you now, but you can choose the place and the means. Bring me the chastiser of your choice and then go and position yourself anywhere in the barn to take ten licks."

My heart sank as I walked to the line of pain inducers. There was a flat wooden paddle at the end. As the cane had hurt more than the strap, I reasonedd that the wider the object the less pain I would feel. The paddle was about six inches across by about eighteen inches long, the last six inches being narrowed to a handgrip.

When Kember saw it he smiled and said, "You are wising up very quickly, this one will not mark you and I would have to put a huge amount of effort into making it hurt as much as any of the others. I can see I will have to watch you or you will get soft."

I looked round the barn and decided that laying over a hay bail would keep my buttocks the least stretched of any position. So that was where I went.

Kember stood behind me and dragged my legs sideways to open me up more. I hadn't noticed him lube up some fingers with Vaseline so I was quite surprised when he eased a well greased finger up my arse.

"How does that feel." he said.

"Ok." I replied wondering what was coming next.

He continued to finger fuck me for sometime adding an extra finger at intervals. I was beginning to relax when the fifth one went in and he pushed hard trying to get his fist passed my sphincter. I kept easing my body up the bale to protect my arse from his thrusts, eventually my cock and balls were being punished, crushed against the bale every time he thrust into me. I realised I was in a no win situation

"Please don't Kember, it hurts so much when you try to stretch me too wide."

I should have remained silent because Mr. Nice Guy disappeared in an instant and he snarled at me.

"You little slut, when I am finished with you I am going to be able to tickle the back of your throat from the inside. Now keep still. If you try to move off this bail before I tell you I will add 50 strokes to the ones you are already going to get today.

He put a lot more Vaseline on his fist and up my arse before starting in me again. Of course he succeeded in the end. I screamed with the pain as the knuckles went over my sphincter, but once he was in it was surprisingly painless. I could feel his fingers moving around in me. It was so erotic I got a massive hard on straight away. Kember was furious. He pulled out and screamed at me.

"You aren't supposed to enjoy that you slut."

He picked up the paddle and started to lay into me like a madman. I stopped counting at forty when I finally passed out. I came to quickly, I guess, because he was still paddling me. I was almost beyond feeling by that stage my whole body was just a sea of pain. Eventually he threw the paddle down and said.

"That is your first fifty. The next fifty will not be so soft."

I was in despair. How many weeks, months, or years would I have to tolerate this?

He lay on his bed smoking and watching me. I realised I was dry-eyed. The pain was too awful to believe but I was beyond tears. I gradually pulled myself together and relaxed.

"Go and lay down in the centre on your back."

I gulped because I guessed what was coming.

He stood over me and told me to open my mouth, then he just simply sprayed me with urine filling my mouth and telling me to swallow it. I wanted to be sick this was so awful.

"You are a worthless piece of shit and I don't know why I am wasting good piss on you, I ought to just dump you in a sewer where garbage belongs."

He turned round and squatted over my face. I thought he was going to do a number 2, instead he just stood up again and laughed.

"I will save that one for when I want a really major dump, and we'll see how much you can eat."

I think that was the point in my life when I knew I had to kill myself. I could not live with this degradation. I would start planning after he had finished with me today.

"Stand up." I did.

" Play with yourself, your cock and your balls until I tell you to stop. But if you cum I will thrash your cock with a strap."

I started to do as I was told but it took me ages to get even a partial erection.

"You obviously need some help with that." He said lubing up his fist again.

"Bend over the bail the same as before."

He managed to get his fist in again with same result, an immediate hard erection.

"Tell me when you are about to cum and I will pull out leaving you in control because you are still not aloud to orgasm."

It felt fantastic. His fingers were doing the most amazing things to my insides.

"I'm going to cum." I said breathlessly after only a few minutes.

He pulled out and made me stand again.

"Keep playing but don't cum."

I was terrified of coming but I was so hot after that fist fucking that continuing to play with myself was murder. When I could stand it no longer I stopped but he screamed at me to go on and I came almost immediately, buckets of it, it was amazing.

"Now you are really for it." He screamed. "I told you not to cum, how dare you disobey me."

He tied my wrists and dragged me over to the hook. I was lifted off the ground on the block and tackle. Kember went for a chastiser. This time it was a vicious looking rattan cane with the last six inches frayed. He swung it across my buttocks once and I screamed. The pain was unbelievable. He swung it again across my genitalia and I passed out.

I have no idea how long I was unconscious for on that occasion. When I recovered I looked down and saw that from the waist down to my knees I was red raw. I guessed that my rear end was the same. I was swimming in a sea of pain, barely able to remain conscious. Kember was on his bed again smoking. He looked totally relaxed and was smiling at me.

"You were a naughty boy, you disobeyed me and I have had to punish you. You will have to learn to obey me or I will have to hurt you much more than I have today."

He finished his cigarette before lowering me to the floor again. He made me get dressed and checked visually that no marks could be seen.

"You can go home now, I will see you here tomorrow."

I realised over a period that however damaged I was after a punishment session, nothing ever showed. Shackles were padded, beatings were confined to the areas that my clothes covered. My parents thought it was just my weird teenage years that were the cause of my sudden desire not to show my body to them.

That Sunday session was the longest and the worst one I ever had to endure with him alone.

Kember fist fucked me again rarely and only very occasionally fucked me with his cock. I didn't take the full fourteen inches until the day I was finally free of him. Until the night he fucked Chris I had never seen anyone take all of him. I witnessed over the next four years several other unfortunate boys who got caught in Kember's web, but no long term ones like me.

One Sunday when I was sixteen Kember found a new humiliation for me. He brought two other men with him who were the same age as him. It was pre-arranged and I was told to be available for four hours.

At sixteen years old I was full grown with a very sexy body, all soft curves and nicely defined muscles. My cock was a very presentable eight inches long and about 5 ½ inches round.

As soon as I arrived Kember made me undress and stand in the frame as he called it. A square of wooden struts with shackling facilities for my feet and wrists set off to one side and held rigid by transverse struts to stop it falling over. I always thought of myself as Da Vinci man when I was in it because of the Leonardo Da Vinci picture I had seen once. I was secured in it and the other men started to play with me. They stroked my body, played with my cock and after slicking up their fingers, fucking my arse with as many as all five. They were quite gentle and made it a very erotic experience. I could see my young body turned them both on as could Kember who was reclining on the bed smoking.

One of the men went down on me and started to give me a fantastic blowjob, circling my cockhead with his tongue and licking my balls and my perineum. I was in heaven until Kember brought me down to earth again by telling them I was not aloud to cum. I was eventually released and told to undress the two men and Kember and pleasure them all. Both of the new men had very big cocks, but not as long or thick as Kember.

It was a struggle to keep them all happy. But I was sucking cock and using both hands to pleasure the other cocks and ball sacks as much as I could. This was still very erotic and my hard on was proof of it.

Kember decided it was time for some serious sex and proposed a round robin of spit roasting. Another toy he had introduced was a sling that I was told to get in. My head hung out of one end and my arse out of the other. My legs were secured well back and spread wide on the support chains. I was lubed up and the first cock slid into my arsehole. After Kember's monster this one was easy and comfortable. The man started very gently long fucking me, bringing his cockhead right to the edge of my sphincter before sliding it fully home again. The other one was fucking my face and having his balls and his butt played with by me. Kember was watching and just as I was about to cum, (my prostate was being overloaded with sensation because of the long fucking I was receiving,) he smacked my cock hard with a cane. It immediately went soft because of the pain and I cried out.

"He is not allowed to cum." Kember announced again to the others.

They stayed like that for about ten minutes before moving round. I had a new cock in my arse and Kember's cock in my mouth. It was still very erotic and apart from my dick that had been hit I was pain free. They rotated about every ten minutes, only Kember's dick hurting, but he still did not try to give me all of it. I thought no one was ever going to cum, they played with me but Kember hit my dick every time I came close to erupting. The fucking became more frenzied as they got more excited and their cocks were slamming into me hard when Kember, obviously bored with it told me to open my mouth and all three of them wanked to eruption, most of it going in my mouth to be swallowed. There was so much cum I was gagging on it and a lot ended up in my face or on the canvas of the sling. Any thing not in my mouth when they had finished I had to scoop up and swallow.

"Hey guys that was pretty good. What would you like to do with my little slave now. You can do anything you like. He swings pretty well on the hook when you beat him. You can piss or shit on him on the floor, and make him eat it or drink it. "

The other two guys were obviously amazed that I would allow every possible humiliation or degradation.

"How the hell do you get that kind of control over him Kember that is fantastic?" Said one of them.

Kember just laughed.

"I would love to try a bit of beating Kember," said one of them.

"No problem, up the right way or upside down. Swinging or over the sawhorse, anywhere you like. Upside down is pretty funny. You can fist fuck him in between beatings if you like as well.

"Wow, how about upside down, swinging so that I can fist fuck him, I've never done that before."

"Ok shithead, get yourself ready for the double pulley."

This was another of Kember's innovations. The lifting bar had been widened to four feet to stretch me further and an extra rope had been added to pull my wrists up and therefore curl my body.

I had to set it all up myself while the others smoked and drank beer.

I lowered the block and tackle so that I could put the ring over the hook. Secured my feet into the shackles at the end of the bar, the shackles I put on my wrists Kember secured to the other lifting rope.

I was hauled off the floor and Kember told them that when one of them wanted to fist fuck me just pull the wrist rope so that my body curled and opened my man cunt for them.

They were both laughing as they went off to choose a chastiser discussing what they were going to do, while Kember stood in front of me smirking and telling me what a great exhibitionist I was becoming.

He had been humiliating me for two years now, but this was the worst because the others were treating me like a non-person the same as Kember.

They came back, one with a cane the other with a strap. Kember told them they could use the strap front or back but the cane only on my arse.

"You mean we can pound his cock and balls as well as his arse?"

"Yeah, of course, anything you like."

They thought it was great as they got into their stride making me swing back and forth. After only a few minutes I was sobbing uncontrollably from the pain in my genitalia. After two years my arse was used to the pounding and although it still hurt I seldom cried any more. My cock and balls were a different matter though. I made matters worse for myself by trying to avoid the strap, they just laughed at my contortions and made a game of it, seeing if they could get me right on the cockhead.

Kember stopped the front assault after a while and they both decided a fist fucking would be fun. The wrist rope was hauled up and the Vaseline produced.

"We will soon see if you have damaged his cock now because he always gets a raging stiffie on when you fist fuck him. Let me go first, I'm a bit lacking in fun today."

I was lubed up and Kember showed the others how to get their fist into my anus. He was right, I was soon hard again which turned the others on. The other two thought they would try together and two lots of fingers were very soon stretching me. They could not get both fists in so they took turns for a little while, obviously enjoying the feel of my insides. Kember missed my obvious readiness to cum so that I managed to shoot my load all over my belly and chest while one of the guys had his fist in me.

Kember was furious.

"Does any one want to fuck this piece of shit again before I turn him into a sewer."

They said yes, could they double fuck me. I had never had two cocks in me at the same time and these two were bigger than mine were so I knew I was in trouble.

"Please Kember, please don't let them." Another wasted plea like so many over the last two years.

I was lowered to the ground and released. I stood there covered in my own cum, my genitals and arse burning but feeling nothing emotionally.

"Ok, one of you on the bed on your back. You straddle him Sean and lean forward."

I did as I was told, I had about 8 or 9 inches in me when I felt the other cock head pushing at my sphincter. It forced its way in and started pounding me. The pain was just more of what I was used to. I screamed but soon settled into my new role. I was told to make the entire going. The two inside me just let me ride their cocks. It was obviously very erotic for them because they came very quickly pumping their man juice into me in great jets.

"Okay guys, it's time to rap this up. I need to use my sewer and get him home."

The other two looked at each other after I climbed off not realising what Kember was proposing. I knew and went to the centre of the barn and lay on my back.

"Does anyone want a shit." Kember asked. The others both said no. He looked at me and said, "You escape that one again."

"How about a piss then, I don't know about you two but I need to get rid of some of this beer before I go home."

"Yeah we do too." the others said in unison, "Where's your pisser."

"Here." Said Kember, "I'll show you. Come and stand round this dung heap."

They looked at each other, shrugged and stood either side of me. Kember stood astride me above my waist.

"Ok guys, we just piss over him, make sure his mouth gets a good wash in it. Open your mouth nice and wide Sean for my friends and wash your insides out with their piss."

Kember started it with a forceful jet straight down my throat. The others followed pissing all over my body. When they had finished Kember looked at me and said,

"One of these days I am going to make you eat my shit."

The other two were amazed and I just wanted to die, again.

They got dressed, leaving me where I was. When they were ready to go Kember said to them they could do the same again any time they liked, just let him know, then he turned to me and told me to clear everything up before I left.

After they had gone I lay there in the deepest despair I had ever known. The humiliation and degradation of the last two years seemed as nothing compared with today. I cried until I thought my heart would break.

I later found out they were only visiting the island so I never had to see them again.

I cleaned myself and everything else up and as I walked home I wondered what new punishments Kember would think of. I found it hard to believe anyone could have his capacity to inflict pain, but it was still more acceptable than my parents learning my secret. I also thought again about ending it all.

I was a good sportsman, average at academics, popular with both my peers and my teachers. I should have been a happy bunny but I was here in the depths of despair, feeling worthless because of a boyhood mistake.

Kember started to get bored with me after that terrible Sunday and I sometimes went a couple of weeks without being punished. If he invented a new toy or thought of some new punishment or degradation he would send for me but otherwise I was left alone a great deal.

When I left school he managed to get me a job with the Security Company he worked for. We would often work together and on those occasions he would be very companionable. However, he never let me forget the hold he had over me and if I upset him in any way at work or argued with him he would take me up to the barn for a punishment session, the same if he was horny. Taking his monster gave me no pain now after the initial entry, but he still never made me take all of it.

One day when we were at the barn he produced a tape measure from his mother's sewing kit.

"We ought to measure our dicks when they are hard."

I guessed he had some ulterior motive but could not think what.

We were both naked with Kember on the bed. I had to suck his cock and balls as usual but that day he wanted me to work on his cockhead much more. I put lots of spit on my hand and rolled the palm of it over his head following with my tongue. I was still amazed how huge it was. The glans was as big as a tennis ball. He was very turned on and I knew I would be taking that monster in my arse at some stage.

When he was hard, I measured it for him. He was exactly 14 inches from base to piss hole and just a little under 9 inches round. I was very hard as well and measured a little more than 8 inches and 6 round.

He said, "I want you to fuck me today," which stunned me because this had never happened before. "You are to pull out before you cum and then I am going to fuck you with ten inches."

I fucked him very gently but had to pull out after only a few minutes because I found it so erotic. He was very angry.

"You horny little shit, how am I supposed to get any pleasure from that little fuck?"

"I'm sorry Kember, if you let me cum once I know I can last longer next time."

"No, you must not cum. Get yourself over the sawhorse and let's see how long I can last."

I was strapped down and lubed up very roughly. I was very worried that he would slam all his cock into me because he was angry. He pushed in very quickly causing me some pain and I thought he was going all the way. He stopped suddenly and said,

"There, you have ten inches which is the most you have ever taken. I think it will be fun to add an inch each time I fuck you until you have all fourteen."

He fucked me very hard that day keeping his fist round the base of his cock so that I would not take too much. He kept slowing down or stopping so that he would not cum.

"You have a really great arse for a slut. I think I am going to make some money from you selling that butt to my friends."

I was shattered, this was a new twist to his sadism.

"Of course I will be watching. I might even be able to get hold of a camcorder and build up a collection of porn with you as the star."

I did not know if he meant it or not but I knew he was capable of it if the mood took him.

Eventually he came, pumping what felt like gallons into my butt. As soon as he was finished he made me lick his dick clean and then just got dressed, waved a hand to me and said,

"See you tomorrow at work."

For the next few weeks I avoided any confrontation or arguments with him. Hoping that he would not take his threat any further. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

During the next few months my life began to improve, Kember became friendlier when we were working together and if we worked apart he would occasionally call me to go for a drink with him. I began to feel that he was lonely and because of the way our lives had been I became a natural companion.

It was such a rarity nowadays for him to beat me or fuck me that when it did happen I was surprised.

My complacent mood was shattered one day about six months before I met Chris.

Kember introduced me to a female friend of his when we were at a bar. She was a light-skinned islander with an enquiring mind that fascinated me. Her name was Sinead, Irish in her genes I guess which accounted for her light skin.

I didn't think any more about her until about a week later during work Kember said to me.

"I want you at the barn tonight at 5."

I was surprised and asked him, "What have I done to upset you?"

"Nothing I just want to go through a new routine with you."

"I don't understand. What routine?"

"You'll see"

When I arrived, Kember was in his usual place, on the bed smoking.

In the centre of the floor was a hay bale with a horse blanket thrown over it. He told me to stand next to it.

"Hi Sean, this won't take long. What I want you to do is face me on the bed and take your clothes off in as sexy a manor as you can. You can just throw each article to the side somewhere as you remove it."

I looked at him as if he had flipped and said, "What's this for Kember?"

"You will find out all in good time just, do it."

So I did, if this was all I had to do it beat shagging or chastising.

I remembered seeing a strip tease on a TV programme and tried to copy it. Kember appeared quite happy at the end and even applauded.

"Great you don't need to change that bit at all. I am going to trim your pubic hair to make you look even sexier naked and then we'll do the next bit."

He pulled out an electric razor and crouching in front of me started to shave me.

"Not all of it Kember." I protested and jumped back

"Yes all of it, now come here and stand still."

He shaved every bit of pubic hair round my cock and balls, and even the little I had round my pinky.

After I had completely stripped, I was to recline on the hay bale and play with myself.

"When you are erect stand up and walk to within three feet of the bed, stick your hips out with your hands on your waist and say, `that is all I have lady, I hope you like it. Ok."

"What do you mean, lady?"

"Sinead, she is curious about male to male sex, and about S & M, how it works in practise so I thought I would show her."

I was dumbfounded. "Why Kember? Haven't you humiliated me enough with your actions and other participants over the last three and a half years?"

"Yes probably, but I have promised her so that's it, 5 tomorrow night. I want you to wear those really tiny white briefs you bought from that English guy the other week."

"Oh please Kember, not in front of a girl. I beg you, I will do anything, any thing, but please not that."

"Sorry a promise is a promise. That's it. See you at work tomorrow."

I knew I had been too lucky over the last months. Nothing horrible since the threesome, now this, the worst of all scenarios."

The next day was a nightmare for me. I begged and pleaded with Kember until he said.

"If you mention this once more, I will beat you senseless tonight and to stop you crying out I will stuff your mouth with shit."

I approached the barn that evening in dread of what was going to happen. When I walked in Kember was sat on the bed chatting to Sinead who looked at me a bit embarrassed. I was shaking so badly I could hardly stand up.

"Centre stage Sean and do your thing."

"Please Kember, no, I beg you."

"Sinead wants to see you fucked and beaten and I have promised so get stripped."

I carried out the routine but however much I played with myself my dick would not get hard.

"Come here," Kember said pointing at a spot directly in front of Sinead. "Put your hands behind your head."

He fondled my dick and played with my balls but I could not get a hard on. He made me turn round spread my legs wide and bend over. I could see that Sinead's head was only about 18 inches from my arse as Kember started to finger fuck me. Then he put a hand round the front and played with my cock and balls pushing them back between my legs to show Sinead.

"I'm sorry Sinead, he is normally such a horny little bastard, you can see what I am doing. His arse is pretty sensitive and when I do this normally he has a hard on like a steel poker."

I was mortified, was there no end to the lengths he would go to degrade me. Eventually he grew tired of wasting his effort and told Sinead she could have a go. My cock shrivelled up even more with her finger fucking me and touching my cock.

"Ok boyo you don't want to play, we know how to solve that don't we. The sawhorse."

I moved to it and let Kember strap me down and spread my legs wide.

"Sinead come and stand here you will be able to see better."

I could see her standing just behind me and to my left. She was so close that if she reached out she could touch my butt. Kember lubed up my arse with Vaseline and started to finger fuck me.

"I am just opening him up so that he can take my whole fist and then my cock."

It was a running commentary for her benefit and I could not hold back the tears, I would kill myself after this because I was sure she would tell everybody what she was witnessing, and I knew it was only going to get worse.

Kembers whole fist eventually disappeared inside my anus and Sinead gasped.

"You watch his cock now, how quickly it will react."

She crouched down so that she could see my cock, switching her eyes to my face occasionally with a questioning look.

"Are you ok Sean?" She said.

"Of course he is ok, it just hurts his pride that he can't get a hard on for you, so he cries like a baby but he is such a fuck slut that you will see, we can do anything we like to him."

He moved his fingers around inside me and kept hitting my prostate. I was erect in no time and dribbling pre-cum. He pulled out of me undid my shackles and when I stood up made me show Sinead my erect penis before ordering me to strip him and suck his cock.

Sinead gasped as Kember's cock grew to its limit under my administration.

As I was doing it he was talking to Sinead.

"What position would you like to see me fuck him in?" pointing out all the alternatives.

"The sling thing looks interesting." she said, so in it I went. Legs in the air stretched wide. Kember let her stand straight onto me while he spread my cheeks with his hands and said,

"See how big his arsehole is now that I have stretched it. Move a little to the side and watch this."

He entered me without any lubricant and pushed straight through to our agreed limit. I will never understand why he kept those four inches back when he made no bones about giving Chris the whole lot.

He started fucking me with long strokes hitting my prostate each time so that once again I was rock hard.

"See what a slut he is Sinead. Ok Sean play with yourself and orgasm."

I was hot degraded and totally ashamed so I did. It didn't matter any more.

I came in great gobs hitting my face, chest and belly. Kember was so turned on having an audience that he followed very quickly, pulling out of me and moving to my head he told me to open my mouth and shot tons of cum into it making me swallow it.

"Now lick my cock clean and gather up all the rest of your come and eat it."

Sinead gasped but could not take her eyes off me.

"Let me show you the best position to fist fuck him, then we'll tickle his butt with a cane and that will be time to go."

He untied me and said, "Ok Sunshine, get yourself set up for the hoist."

My degradation was complete so I looked at Sinead and said,

"I hope you are enjoying this because the best is yet to come."

She blushed and dropped her eyes and Kember snarled at me and said,

"You'll pay for that remark."

He took Sinead back to the bed and they watched me as I dragged the bar under the block and tackle set my feet into the shackles and the shackles onto my wrists. I sat facing them while they talked and then Kember came over and hoisted my feet first and then my arms so that I was curved at a nice angle for him with my arse at about waist height. He lubed me up and then fist fucked me again with Sinead stood to one side watching, fascinated that my arse was taking Kember's fist and I was as hard as a rock again. He grabbed my cock and said to her.

"You can tell what a real slut he is, look at this. Do you want to feel how hard it is?"

She moved forward and gripped my stiffie giving it a couple of little pulls. Switching her gaze from what she was doing, to Kember and then to my face. I just closed my eyes to try to cut out the image of this girl gently wanking my cock while Kember was fucking me with his fist. He pulled out and walked round to my head again.

"Sinead would you like to feel how soft it is inside his arse?"

She looked shocked and said, "Won't Sean mind?"

"Of course not, he will do anything I want."

"It does sound rather thrilling, yes I would like to Sean, ok."

I did not reply, I knew it would be meaningless. I just closed my eyes and silently cried as the last vestige of my pride was about to go."

Kember told her how to lube up her fist, warned her to be careful with her nails and told her to go ahead.

She had a small hand and it went in easily. She was moving her fingers around inside me hitting my prostate often, so despite myself my cock was ready again to cum very quickly oozing pre-cum. Kember told her to use her other hand to play with me while he face fucked me.

After a little while, he rejoined Sinead and pulling my cheeks apart even further told her to try the other hand as well because I had never taken two fists and it was time I did. She started to add more fingers, encouraged by Kember. She managed another three before my gasps of pain stopped her. I was taking huge gulps of air and she asked, "Does that hurt Sean?"

I just looked at her through my tears. Kember could see what was happening and told her to go ahead, whatever she wanted to do. I wondered how much longer this humiliation was going to go on.

She left the fist and the fingers in place while Kember fucked my face again filling me with more of his cum

I licked him clean as always and he went to get dressed leaving Sinead fucking me with one fist and pulling my cock with the other, never taking her eyes off my face.

When Kember came back fully clothed he told her to start a gentle in and out motion with her fist and watch how quickly I would come. True to form, the stimulation of my prostate had me shooting jism all over myself in no time. He then asked her if she wanted to do anything else to which she shook her head. She pulled her hands away and stepped back.

My wrists were released and I was hoisted so that my fingertips were just clear of the floor. Kember went to the chastiser rack and came back with one of the rattan canes, not the frayed one I noticed.

"I want you to apologise to Sinead for your comment to her. If you do you get twenty, if you don't you get fifty."

I couldn't apologise I was too ashamed.

"OK boyo you've asked for it."

He brought the crate across to stand on and told Sinead to stand away from us.

The steady beat that I knew so well started, after six I broke, the cane was always the most painful, the pain had me crying, but still I had to count aloud for him. At thirty I was gasping, sobbing, and writhing trying to avoid the strokes. At thirty five Sinead grabbed at Kember's wrist and said,

"I don't want to see anymore Kember let's go."

He looked disappointed but shrugged, let me down and undid the shackles.

"On the floor over there. Crawl on your belly"

He pointed to the place where he always made me go when he was going to urinate on me.

I crawled there and rolled on my back.

The tears were streaming down my face as he stood over me, whipped out his cock and in full view of Sinead urinated over me telling me to open my mouth and filling it a couple of times as I swallowed to stop from choking. She stood looking at me face ashen.

"Oh Kember that is the most degrading thing I have ever seen one human being do to another in my life."

He laughed self-consciously and said, "And your fist fucking him wasn't. Come on let's go he'll do the clearing up."

They left me wallowing in piss and crying fit to burst.

I dressed quickly and on the way home used all the money I had to buy sleeping pills. I think I had about a hundred and I took them all.

My parents came home late and seeing the empty bottles and my comatose state rushed me to hospital where I was pumped out and kept under observation. When I recovered enough to have visitors, I was surprised to see Sinead walking towards me.

She looked embarrassed but looked me straight in the eyes and said,

"Sean I am so sorry I put you through that, I was just curious, I had no idea that it would be so awful and that you were forced to do it. I don't know what hold Kember has on you but it must be terrible. I promise I will never tell a soul what I saw in the old barn, ever."

I just turned away from her and let the silent tears soak my pillow. I was so ashamed and felt so degraded by what she had seen and done. Even worse than the session with the other two boys. He couldn't do anything worse to me could he? Surely, there wasn't anything worse.

I was away from work for a week and of course my first day back I was paired with Kember. He could not look me in the eye knowing that I had come so close to dying because of him. My parents and brothers had failed to uncover the reason for my action but assumed it was something to do with me being gay. Weren't they just on the mark?

For the next several months Kember never came near me except for work. I wondered if he was showing remorse or waiting to spring another horror scenario on me. My bet was on the latter and I wasn't wrong. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

If I had known I only had one more month to put up with him, the last blockbuster he pulled would not have worried me. As it was, another terrible session of degradation nearly broke this poor old camel's back. I thank God it didn't because if it had I would never have met Chris and the happiness I now have would not be happening.

It started the same as always.

"I want you at the barn at five tonight. Shower and shave before you come. Wear good clothes and your skimpy white briefs like last time."

I was beyond caring what he could do to me so I said quite casually.

"Should I buy enough pills and bring them with me so that no one can interfere with me killing myself this time, or have you found a fun thing for us to do?"

He blushed a little but snarled at me, "Don't get smart or I will make it worse than last time."

"Kember I can think of nothing more degrading than last time except you actually letting someone watch me eating your shit. As I have been expecting that for four years I don't suppose the reality will be any worse than my thoughts."

He looked at me a little surprised and then laughed.

"I had forgotten that, I will have to save it up and see if I can work it into tonight's session."

I realised I didn't care. I would dumbfound him tonight and pretend to enjoy it.

"Is it going to be a party or am I just going to have you to play with."

"Since you ask there are going to be four of us plus you. Enough cock to keep a slut like you happy I would think. In case you have any ideas about not turning up. I will plaster your misdeed all over this island if you fail me."

I didn't care, I was curious so I knew I would go.

After work I went home and spent nearly an hour making myself look and smell the best I ever had.

When I walked through the door of the barn I smiled at Kember and said, "Hi buddy what's cooking?"

He looked at me suspiciously and then introduced me to the three white guys with him.

"Colin, Mike, Nick, this is Sean."

They shook hands and Mike who looked like the leader of the pack said to me.

"Man you are gorgeous I am going to have fun with you tonight."

I smiled and said, "I sure hope you all do."

Kember pulled me away and whispered, "What are you playing at?"

I smiled at him and replied, "Nothing, I am just making your guests comfortable."

"I will kill you if you have your own agenda."

With that he walked back to the other guys and said, "Ok, want to see the merchandise?"

Nods of assent and Kember said, "Okay boy, strip."

I got down to my briefs and hung my thumbs in them, "these as well Kember?"

"Yeah, get them off too."

I removed them as sexily as I could and stood in front of them legs astride and hands on my hips.

All three were late twenties I guessed, good looking, fit, one dark two blond. Thrill seekers I guessed to go for this.

They were only wearing shorts and T-Shirts judging by the tenting of the shorts and under different circumstances on a one to one I would probably have enjoyed sex with them.

Mike walked over to me and circled me without touching.

"Kember this boy is perfect. There isn't a mark on him. Where did you find him?"

"Oh I have had him around for sometime. No one has ever offered me a sufficiently high price to let him be marked."

I was stunned, these guys definitely weren't here for a standard fuck session.

"Spread your legs Sean I want to start on that man pussy of yours."

Colin and Nick walked across and were concentrating on my front as Mike spread my butt cheeks and dove in with his tongue, it felt good and with the three of them being so good at arousing me I got rock hard and hot in no time.

Nick stood up took his clothes off and showed me a very nice 9 inches cut, which he invited me to pleasure. I took him in my mouth and used my tongue the way I had been taught. Colin got naked as well and concentrated on my cock and balls. It really felt great. Wow, thanks Kember I thought.

About five minutes of this and I was ready to spill cum everywhere.

Colin stood up and said to Kember, "This boy is hot I have a mouthful of pre-cum already."

"Don't let him cum guys it's too early, we want to keep him hot. Why not let him heat you up one at a time while the others watch or play with the bits left over."

Nick, who had the smallest cock, a little bit bigger than mine, lay on the bed and told me to pleasure him.

I was sucking cock playing with balls and getting a great reaction from Nick every time I touched his pinky with a slick finger so I spread his legs moved round between them and attacked his arsehole with my tongue. He went ballistic.

"Oh God guys you got to have some of this, Sean's tongue is the hottest."

I must have spent most part of an hour sucking on pinkies and playing with cocks and balls. I kept my hands and fingers well wet with spit and drove them mad massaging their cock heads.

The advantage for me was that nothing was happening to me while this was going on.

Eventually they thought it was time I was the centre of the action so I ended up in the sling with all three of them licking and kissing me and driving me wild. I had a massive orgasm spitting cum all over them. Kember was pissed off and told me to lick the cum off all of them and scoop up what was on me and eat it. I was released from the sling to do it and the guys thought it was great. My cum, no problem.

Back in the sling and with a couple of tubes of KY placed handily, they started working on me for their own pleasure not mine and I liked that as well.

Colin's cock was the biggest at about 10 inches and that was stuffed in my mouth to work on. Nick worked on my cock and balls to get me hard again.

Mike was the master, I reckon he learned in a sex university. First one finger easing in with KY on it, then two. He was an expert, it was wonderful I could feel the caressing of my soft pink inside. A third finger went in and it still felt good, his other hand was pressing and caressing my perineum. With Nick working on my cock and a beautiful big cock in my mouth I was nearly ready to cum again. If this was how white guys made love I wanted more of them. To piss Kember off I said so.

"Oh Kember if this is how white guys make a guy feel good I'm available every night."

Kember scowled the others laughed. I loved this, I had never been worked on with such tender expertise.

Mike went to four then five and started pushing hard.

"Easy Mike your fist is too big." He just scowled at me and said,

"Don't worry lover, you'll take it." And I did but it hurt. His fist was quite a lot bigger than Kember.

He carried on working my insides pushing further in. "Mike, please that is too much."

"Buddy, when you feel my elbow on your sphincter, that's too much."

I looked down and already I had lost his whole hand and wrist inside me. Even Kember had not prepared me for this I was writhing in agony, but it wasn't until I screamed that he stopped. I was gulping in great wads of air trying to regain control of myself and crying as well.

Nick was right on top of this action and said,

"Leave it for a while Mike we have all night. Softly, softly, by the end of the night he will be taking you and me together. Give him a little time to recover." He laughed and patted my butt as Mike slid out.

"How about double trouble, "Kember said. "Two cocks in his butt two cocks in his mouth."

"That sounds great," Mike said, "how the hell do we achieve that though?"

"I'll show you. Colin, you are the longest, come and lay down on the bed with your legs dangling over the edge. Sean, you are already lubed so just sit over Colin's cock facing him. Now Mike you stuff yours in from that standing position and you can fuck him senseless. Nick and I will stretch his jaw a little."

He laughed as they all took up their positions. Mike's cock was pushing hard at my sphincter eventually gaining entry as I screamed. They were both big cocks and I was not prepared for them even though I had taken two before and a large fist a few minutes ago. Kember and Nick nearly broke my jaw trying to get both their dicks in my mouth, but I did manage to use my tongue a little and keep them happy. Mike started pounding hard and I was beginning to dissolve into that too familiar sea of pain.

"Like your white guys now do you smart arse." Said Kember, fucking my face.

Mike came first closely followed by Nick, leaving Colin to turn me over and fuck me doggy fashion while Kember wanked all over my face. I had to eat any cum lying around but most of it was already inside me so I didn't have a lot to do.

"Wow Kember, that was mind blowing, any other bright ideas." Said Mike.

"Oh sure. Sean go round each of the guys and make sure their dicks are all nice and clean."

I had never licked a KY covered dick and with all the rest of the crap from my bottom it was pretty disgusting.

"No way I'm kissing that mouth tonight," Nick said and they all laughed.

All clean and ready to go again Kember sent me for the paddle while they all opened a beer.

"He sometimes gets a little above himself, "said Kember, looking at me, "so we remind him who is boss. Take the paddle to each of our guests in turn Sean and ask them if they will please remind you to be good. Then you can bend over and receive their reminder to do so."

I started at the end of the bed with Mike. I gave him the paddle and said, "Please Mike will you remind me to be good?"

I then turned round, walked a pace forward and bent over to touch my toes.

"Hot diggety Kember, how do you get this guy to do all this?"

"No problem Mike, you haven't seen anything yet."

Mike stood up and gave me half a dozen solid licks with the paddle.

I went to Colin and Nick in turn with the same request.

When I got to Kember my arse was very sore but I knew Kember would be more forceful and award me even more pain.

"Not bad guys but this is how you need to remind him. Legs astride Sean. Hands flat on the floor, legs straight."

The guys were wide eyed at the way Kember had made sure my butt was sticking up almost asking to be whacked. The first stroke was so hard I nearly lost my balance. I grunted with pain. By the third one I was howling, Kember had never used the paddle this forcefully. By number ten I could not stand any more and collapsed.

Kember threw the paddle down and said. "No problem, we'll secure him properly when we want to really punish him. It's only a little after seven guys we have until midnight or there about, another five hours to kick his sorry arse if we want to."

They finished their beers looking at me and wondering what to do with me next.

Mike said. "Can I have another go with my fist to see how deep I can get inside him?"

"Yeah why not, we'll have him on the sawhorse he can't move around so much on that. Also, I have some liquid soap that might make it easier for you than KY."

"That's great let's go to it."

They lifted me up to the sawhorse barely able to stand. Ankles and wrists secured me as usual but Kember drove two spikes into the ground either side so that they could pull my legs further apart than usual.

"Pity to let that pretty mouth go to waste," said Colin.

So as Mike started fist fucking me again Colin was fucking my mouth. Mike asked Nick and Kember to pull my cheeks even further apart while he tried to get further inside me. They were spreading my cheeks so wide I was sure they would tear my anus. Eventually they did manage to split my crack a little and Kember got worried as the blood flowed, telling Mike to stop.

"We can't afford any permanent damage to the merchandise Mike it is pretty valuable."

I was crying uncontrollably again with pain, with shame, with humiliation.

"Ok, if his arse is out of bounds what are we going to do with him? He can sure as hell suck my cock, and I'll abuse his if his arse is no good."

I continued to suck Colin until he came and then Nick, Mike and Kember. I was filling up with cum.

Mike took to slapping my arse cheeks with his bare hand every so often and the others took it up thinking it was funny. They were walking around the sawhorse whacking my buttocks each time they passed and slapping my face with their cocks on the way round. By the time they were tired of that my whole body was once again a sea of pain.

"Please God let me die, I can't live with this any more." I was now crying continuously and nobody cared.

"This isn't much fun anymore, you fucked us up Mike being so savage with his arse. Let's just give him a good thrashing and fuck off."

Kember agreed to refund them half their fee. Through the pain I realised he had really prostituted me at last. I had been expecting it but it still hurt.

"Ok Sean your favourite. Get the block and tackle ready for you to be thrashed"

Kember released me from the sawhorse and I staggered over to get the gear ready for my next lot of punishment.

I was hauled up and the four of them discussed which chastiser to use.

"Have you ever thrashed him so that you broke the skin Kember?" Mike asked.

"No." was the quick reply.

"How about a flail to actually take his skin off." Said Nick.

"No not that either."

"Can we at least thrash his genitals as well as his arse then?" Said Mike.

"Sure let me show you what we can do and use. We'll lower him a little so that his hands can touch the floor and we'll lock them into the floor bolts with rope. Then if we have two straps and two canes we can walk round and round thrashing his arse with canes and his genitals with straps. See how long he lasts before passing out and then I will show you how we bring him round before we all go home."

"Kember, that sounds real good. Can I just fuck his face one more time, he has such a great mouth," said Mike.

They all decided it was a good idea and before they started thrashing me I had to take four loads of come in my mouth upside down."

The thrashing was definitely the worst I ever had. They must have continued beating me even after I passed out because when I came to I was lying on the floor and there was blood all over me.

"He is awake guys," said Kember, "let's wash this blood off.

They rolled me over and two of them pissed all over my back, washing blood off. Then I was rolled onto my back again. Kember washed the blood off my front with his pee, leaving Mike who told me to open my mouth.

"You can have all of this in instalments you little prick."

He just kept filling my mouth, waiting for me to swallow and then filling it again. When he had finished he knelt down and told me to lick it clean. The others followed suit and then left me. They got dressed, turned out all the hurricane lamps they had lit and left.

I don't know how many hours I lay there. The pain all over my body was unbelievable. I must have eventually fallen asleep because when I woke up the sun was shining through the cracks in the barn walls.

I was covered in a blanket and Sinead sat on one of the bales of hay near me looking very concerned.

"Are you alright," she said.

"I don't know, I am very stiff. What are you doing here?"

"Kember came to see me last night, he said he thought the guys he brought to the barn might have gone over the top with punishing you. I came up here straight away and you were unconscious. I checked your breathing. Saw the state of you and went home to get hot water, bandages and what have you. I have washed and disinfected all of you at the front, I don't think there is any real damage but your penis is not going to be any good to you for a while. If you roll over onto this blanket I will try to do something about your bottom."

I smiled at her and said.

"No point in me being shy with you is there after all you have seen and done."

She blushed and I thought that was nice as I rolled over and opened my legs a little. There was a sharp intake of breath and then she started to cry.

"Oh Sean, they have made a terrible mess of your bottom. I think you will need stitches where they have split you open, and your buttocks are all lacerated."

"Clean everything up as best you can Sinead, I can't go to hospital."

"Sean whatever does that monster have on you that allows you to put up with this? He is going to kill you if you don't stop him."

"It doesn't matter. I am a worthless, vile, disgusting piece of shit. I don't deserve to live any way."

She recoiled in shock at my self-loathing and as she cleaned me up she kept telling me I was a lovely guy and did not deserve this whatever I had done.

I was off work for a week after that. Sinead swore a nursing friend to secrecy and brought her round to put stitches in my bum where it had been split, and a special salve from the pharmacy to heal the welts on my buttocks. Apart from the scars on my mind I healed pretty well.

Kember never beat me again until we set the scene for the Chris incident. He had me rehearsing for that like it was a film being shot.

"Why do you hate that guy so much Kember?"

"Because he flaunts himself like a little slut and because I can see in your eyes that you would like to go to bed with him. Well you're going to, I am going to let him suck you, and let you fuck him. You can also watch while I beat him like I do you. Pretty nice of me huh?"

How could Chris forgive me for what we had done to him and then I show hate for him when he wanted to protect me.

Kember came back to work on the Monday after his week in St.Lucia quizzing me about what I had been doing in his absence. He guessed I had seen Chris and when I eventually confirmed it he was livid and told me, "the barn, five o clock"

I `phoned Esther and she had Andre prepared everything. At 4.30 he was round my house telling me the plan. I knew I had to let a certain amount happen before they could step in which did not really worry me. I was embarrassed at the thought of the police officers and Chris's Gramps watching. I didn't want Gramps to watch but Andre explained that short of throwing Chris in prison they had no other way of keeping me far from Kember.

"I don't understand. Chris is in England and glad to be shot of me I would think."

"I don't know much about gay love Sean, but if I am any judge that boy is climbing walls worrying about you and dying a little each day and he is still on the island. Esther says he cries for you almost all day. His grandfather has forbidden him to contact you until this is all over."

I was dumb struck. I still couldn't believe he loved me.

Esther had taken hours to copy my testimony, crying most of the time and Sinead and her nurse friend swore testimony about the part that they knew.

The last scene, I hoped was about to be acted out. I hoped I was ready.

I went up to the barn, arriving exactly at five, Kember was with me and angrier than I had ever known. As soon as we were in the barn he screamed,

"Get your clothes off you slut I am going to kill you tonight."

I assumed my normal position and started to undress.

"How many times did he fuck you?"

"I don't know, maybe six on the first day."

He went ballistic.

"Well he will never fuck you again. I am going to tare your arse apart with my cock tonight, and anything else I can ram up your sluttish hole. How many times did you fuck him?"

"I don't know we did it so often. Kember it was wonderful."

Not a good comment, I was pleased I had police protection tonight.

When I was naked, he sent me to the horse.

"The next time you move from there will be in a body bag you vile, disgusting slut"

He stripped as well and I noticed in his rage his cock had grown to the biggest erection I had ever seen, it was incredible.

He rammed it straight in to the hilt with no lubrication and I would guess an extra inch. The pain was unbelievable as I screamed and gasped for breath. He only rammed it into me a couple of times before withdrawing and bringing back the split rattan. This one could flay me. If I had been here without support I know he would kill me with this or at best leave me maimed. The pain from the first one, which was delivered with enormous power, made me lose consciousness. Andre told me they got to him after the second one. They were sorry. My skin was split but fortunately not too badly. Chris had definitely saved my life by telling my story. How would I ever repay him for his love?

Chris's Grandpa introduced himself to me after everything had been attended to and I was clothed again.

"My Grandson has saved your life I think young man."

"I know Sir, but I can't believe he will ever want to see me or touch me again after the way I have treated him."

"I think that if you were to wander along our beach in the morning at about ten you would bump into someone that could disprove that comment in a milli-second. I have talked to your boss and he has given you a week off. "

The twinkle in his eye told me that he had been doing a bit of planning of his own.

"Oh, and if you do happen to bump into my grandson, will you tell him that I am going sailing and will not be back until Sunday, also, he can cash in his ticket if he wants to and stay on the island for a while longer."

What a wonderful old man, Chris was so lucky to have him.

I could see him on the beach bed as soon as I hit the sand. He was facing me lying on his tummy in sexy brief swim shorts. I positioned myself so that even if he looked up he would not recognise me because the sun was directly behind me.

I squatted down beside him and started kissing his face gently. He shot up, looked into my eyes and before I had time to think I was encased in loving arms receiving the most fabulous kiss I think I have ever experienced.

Kember pleaded guilty to all the charges when the evidence was produced so it never became public knowledge.

Sinead ribs me a little about my beautiful body and my delicious cock. Says how sorry she is that I am gay, but will be my friend forever.

I still work as a security guard to earn a living, and study mechanical engineering at college. Chris helps me with academics and his Dad helps me with the mechanics whenever he comes to Antigua.

Chris never went home, he is a full time skipper on one of the big charter yachts in the marina and very seldom spends a night away.

He saved my life and showed me how to be happy.

I love him so much, which is why I will never tell him all the awful things Kember did to me.

Esther cried unashamedly as she took down my testimony and Chris's Gramps told me I had made the right decision.

"If you ever want to break his heart that is the way to do it. If you scratch your finger, he bleeds for you. If you told him even one of the stories about the barn, he would die of a broken heart at the thought of your suffering. He was beside himself when he heard what happened on the night we arrested Kember."

I lie in bed some mornings looking down on Chris sleeping and wonder if it is possible to have too much happiness. He will be my man for as long as he wants me to all eternity if possible.

I hope you all enjoyed this part. The final part is quite vile because it is Kember's Story. He is the total antithesis of me. I am the Chris that just wants lote of loving with cuddles being the best thing in the world.