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Chapter 9
I had really never planned on snuffing anyone, but that native guy really pissed me off and once they started I knew we could never let him go.
Sitting watching the two boys, really did turn me on to hear them screaming. What the hell, they didn't need to sit at work tomorrow, so why not work off a few of their strokes.
"Bobby, go get the studded belt. I changed my mind, neither of you need to sit at work, in fact I expect all my employees to work, not to just sit around."
This particular belt was pretty sinister. It was two sided. One side the ends of small screws drilled through the belt stuck out, not much but just so you could feel the points. The other side and smooth rounded heads of the screws covered the belt. Both hurt like hell, the rounded heads, sometimes more than the points.
It really depended on how experienced you were at using it. I knew both boys would choose the points. If you use quick solid slaps the points only dented the skin, but if you used slow strokes the points would grab and drag on the skin, causing more pain and even drawing blood in time. Neither would ever forget it.
Bobby came out with the belt.
"Well, you've got it so you can use it first. Randy lean over the banister and hold onto the uprights. Twenty five of your best Bobby. If I see you holding back even once, I'll use it on your cock until it useless for anything but pissing."
"Yes Father." Bobby said.
Randy took the position I had ordered him.
Bobby was right handed and he lined up to give it to Randy.
"Bobby, think of whipping that native boy you snuffed."
I knew Randy would be screaming his heart out shortly and thought about my horses.
"Hold on a second Bobby." I quickly went into the house and grabbed the longest cock gag I had. It was a curved 6 inches.
"Open your mouth Randy."
When he did I just shoved it all the way in. He gagged on it immediately.
"Just swallow and breathe around it Randy."
Randy was still convulsing when Bobby laid the first strap across his nice firm ass. The gagging quickly changed to gurgling screams as Booby continued. I counted each stroke. Randy could have at anytime moved away, he wasn't tied in place. It may have been on his mind when he moved sometimes as Bobby slashed his ass. Bobby never held anything back and I am sure I would have been screaming too. He was also drawing small beads of blood, which just made things more painful.
By the time Bobby was done all twenty five, Randy's ass was cherry red and streaked with blood trails.
When he stood up, he had a look of pure hate in his eyes. I pulled the gag out and told Bobby to give the belt to Randy.
"Open your mouth Bobby."
He knew what was coming and had seen what it did to Randy. Reluctantly he opened his mouth.
"It's only Randy's saliva on it." I said as I shoved the gag into Bobby's mouth.
He gagged too, but turned and leaned over the banister.
"Same as I told Bobby Randy. Don't let me see you pulling any punches."
"Yes Father."
Randy I knew was a lot stronger than Bobby. Bobby was going to be in a world of hurt. He proved me right with the first stroke. Bobby's whole body shook as the stroke hit home. The thwack of that belt echoed with each stroke. After only three strokes, Booby's ass was cherry red and bleeding. After ten Booby was almost incoherent. I had to hold him up before Randy got to twenty five. Bobby passed out from the pain and I let his body slump to the deck.
"Get a bucket of water and revive him." I ordered.
"Father, he's had enough." Randy said.
I saw red. Before he could even react, I grabbed the belt and brought the studded side down onto his semi hard cock. He howled and grabbed for his cock. "DON"T YOU EVER QUESTION MY ORDERS AGAIN BOY OR YOU WILL WISH YOU WERE DEAD!" I screamed at him.
"I'm sorry Father." He rushed inside.
That put the fear of god into him. I chuckled to myself.
Randy came out with a bucket of cold water.
"Wake him up."
Randy dumped the water on Bobby. He came to sputtering and crying.
I just let him recover on his own.
Once he got up on his knees.
"Have you had enough Bobby or do you want more. Remember that everything Randy gives you, you give to him."
I watched all kinds of emotions crossing Bobby's face. I also saw his cock getting hard. Tears still ran from his eyes.
"Father, can I have the same number on my front."
"You know that what you receive Randy will too."
"Father, Randy is stronger than me. I know it will hurt, but not as much as it will hurt Randy. He told me he hates to have a belt used on his front."
I looked at Randy and saw real fear in his eyes. His cock had gone soft.
No matter what I had done to Randy before he had accepted. Maybe I found a chink in his armor. Now how to exploit that opening.
"Okay boys. I know both of you are hurting. I'm going to let you both decide among yourselves what you want now. If you decide that yes you want more and on your front, I'll tie each down on the kitchen table for each session. If not, we'll leave it for today. I'll give you ten minutes to decide. No matter what you decide, you both will receive five lashes on your cocks before bed."
I got up and walked inside.
I knew both boys loved each other and would do anything to please the other, now they had to decide if they could punish each other just willingly.
I picked up two short cords I would use to tie their cocks across my coffee table. I also grabbed my Barbers Strap. I'd use their Prince Albert rings to hold their cocks to the table. Bobby and Randy walked in to the living room.
"Well boys? Made a decision?"
"Dad can I have everything this time. So Randy doesn't have to have it on his front. He can give me fifty if that's what you decide is okay."
"I'll tell you what. Because you won't be receiving anything the rest of the week, Randy will get fifty every night from you, Next week after your surgery Randy gets to whip your body anyway he wants every night, using any of my whips. If you agree, then Randy doesn't get any on his front except my five on his cock."
They looked at each other and nodded.
That's okay Father."
"Stay away from his nuts Randy." We tied Bobby to the table on his back. He cried as his sore ass was pressed into the table.
Fifty Randy or as many more than that as you like. Remember, hold back and you will suffer a similar fate at my hand."
"Yes Father, I understand."
Randy leaned close to Bobby. `Sorry Bobby' He said.
The first hit Booby's hard cock. The next three hit it as well. It quickly wilted, that did not stop Randy from striking it with every second or third hit. Randy was good, he worked that belt from Bobby's teats to his knees. Bobby's front body looked like a cooked piece of meat. Red and oozing blood. The look in Randy's eyes was one of pure hate. I counted 65 five shots before he stopped. Bobby had passed out after about forty.
Randy just stopped and cried.
"You want to whip him to death. Go ahead finish it Boy. Whip him more. That's what you want so do it." I said.
Randy dropped to the floor crying.
"Give me the belt boy, I'll finish him for you. Then you will have me all to yourself."
Randy dropped the belt and bolted outside.
I ignored him and went to Bobby. I quickly grabbed some salve and coated his welts. He came too screaming, but I hushed him. I picked him up and carried him up to my bed.
"Rest easy Son. No one will hurt you today."
"Randy feels so much pain inside Father. Please help him. I love him Father, like I love you."
"I'll try Son. Now rest easy."
I wasn't sure I could get through to Randy. I have seen the total control he felt as he whipped Bobby. Something inside that boy made him want to dominate Bobby. Could I bring it out? I really wasn't sure, or maybe I had opened another door into his being. I found Randy curled up in a ball on my deck.
I sat down close to him and tried to pull him into my arms. He recoiled at my touch. He had a totally strange look in his eyes. I am not sure he was even aware of me. I slapped him across the face as hard as I could.
I don't think he noticed the pain, but the slap brought him around. He shook all over and then turned and looked at me.
"Oh Dad!" He cried and was in my arms bawling his head off.
I just held him as he cried his eyes out. Finally down to sniffles, I pushed him back.
"Tell me Son. Tell me what's wrong."
"I can't Dad. You wouldn't want me and then I'd just kill myself."
"Randy, I don't care what you have done in your past. I will still love you, no matter what."
He just looked at me.
"Come on inside." I pulled him up with me and guided him inside on onto the couch. He winced when he sat down.
I rolled him onto his stomach and coated his very red and torn butt with salve. He cried as I applied it, but thanked me when I was done. I then went to the fridge and grabbed a couple of beers. I handed one to him and he took a long pull from the can.
He sat for a few minutes before he started to talk.
"When you told me to finish Bobby so I could have you all to myself, I could have done it. He would not have been the first guy I beat to death. I killed, killed my Dad." He hung his head and started to cry again.
"Tell me what happened Son."
"One night when my Dad was drunk, he took my cousin Sam into the barn and raped him. HE was only ten. My Dad split him open and Sam passed out. My dad was so mad he chocked Sam to death. I came in as he was choking Sam and tried to stop him. He just batted me away. I picked up a shovel and hit him over the head. When he fell off Sam I hit him again and again. I just kept hitting him. When I stopped my dad was bleeding all over. He had raped me and my brother and now had killed Sam, I decided to make sure he could never rape anyone again. I cut his dick off. I knew I had killed him when the blood stopped gushing from the stump where his cock had been, I just dropped everything and ran,"
"Son, what you did was mostly in self defense. It's a wonder the police are not looking for you."
"I'm pretty sure the band would have covered it up. I don't think they would want anyone to know what goes on there."
"Dad, I love Bobby, but right then I could have killed him. I know what I am and Bobby is the same. We both love pain. I'm sure if Bobby had been in the same position as I was he could have probably killed me."
"He might definitely feel that way when he wakes up."
"I'm going to let him whip me front or back as many times as he wants. I guess if he kills me I deserve it."
"I don't think he will Son. Bobby loves you too much to lose you."
"Lets go to bed. We have an early day tomorrow and you have to service us both in the morning."
"Okay."
In the morning, although still very sore, Bobby was pretty upbeat.
"Wow Randy. You sure laid a licking on me."
Randy really wanted to please both myself and Bobby, he managed to handle both our loads in the morning without complaint. While he finished up in the bathroom, I coated Bobby almost all over with salve. Neither boy would be working without a shirt today no matter how hot it got.
Both had a real rough day at work. Randy worked out great in the wash bay, actually making a fair number of good tips from truckers. Bobby worked the pumps and did well too. Both were sore and tired when we got home.
Both quickly stripped and headed down to service the horses and clean their stalls. When they came back, I never mentioned that they had taken almost an hour to get it done. I just mentally added the lashes to their totals. While they were gone I had made dinner. They were surprised, as I had said it was their duty. We had a quiet dinner and the boys cleaned up. As I was watching TV, Randy came in.
"Dad I guess it's time."
"Okay Son. Go get ready."
"Time for what?" Bobby said.
"Bobby, I want you to listen closely. Last night when Randy whipped the front of your body, he told me he could have whipped you to death. I even told him to do it, if that was what he really wanted. That was when he stopped. After I put you to bed, Randy made a promise to me. He promised to allow you to whip any part of him front or back as many times as you wish every night this week. The position he takes at the beginning each night is where you start. He went to lie on the table to await you. You can use any belt or whip I own."
"But I thought you said that would happen anyway. I got to whip him and then next week he could do as he pleased with me."
"Difference is that was only on his back. Now you can whip either side of him."
Bobby sat and thought about what I had said. He got a far away look in his eyes.
"I'll be right back." He bounced up and was out the door.
I knew he was heading for the barn. Almost all my whips and belts were out there. He came back in less than five minutes with two items. One I knew right away, it was a cat of nine tails. A real one, with steel barbs on the end of each tail. If he used it on Randy it would slice him open with every strike. More than twenty could very well kill Randy. The other whip he brought was one of the hard rubber ones. It had only four tails of flat hard rubber. It would not open the skin, but was very painful.
"I'm ready Dad." He said,
WE walked out to the kitchen. Randy was on his back on the table. I was surprised about two things. One he was on his back and two he was rock hard and leaking. Bobby walked up and leaned over the table and kissed him.
"Randy, Dad told me what you almost did last night. I'm not mad, I guess if our positions were reversed I could have done the same thing. Problem with saying that is that now the positions are reversed. I thought hard about using this on you." Bobby held up the Cat.
"I love you Randy and I guess I could not go on without you. I'm your ying to your yang. So I guess I will use this tonight." He held up the other whip.
"Dad, can you put the gag on. I don't want to spook the horses."
I shoved the cock gag into Randy's mouth.
Bobby, pulled Randy's balls down between his legs and told Randy to cross his legs to protect his nuts.
I didn't figure that would last long after Bobby started, but didn't say anything.
Bobby started on Randy's cock and seamed to take great pleasure in hitting it several times before he worked his way up Randy's stomach to his teats. Randy started to scream around the gag after the second hit and just continued as Bobby worked his way up and down Randy's body. Every time he got near Randy's cock he hit it several times. I was right about the crossed legs, they didn't stay crossed for long and a few shots on the thighs got his nuts. Randy was in so much pain it didn't anything to his screams. Bobby finally stopped. Sweat poured off Bobby. I only counted forty two hits. Not bad I thought.
Disgusted, Bobby dropped the whip.
"Sorry Dad, just too tired to go on."
"Well if you had used the cat, it would be all over now and you would have me to yourself."
"Is it that obvious?"
"Son, both you and Randy are the same. You both want me exclusively. One of these days, the way you torture each other, one of you may get your wish."
Bobby knew I was telling the truth, but I also knew the two boys loved each other. My problem was did they love each other so they could torture each other or was it deeper?
"Rested now. If so give him some more."
Bobby stood up and looked at Randy's shaking body. He a bright red from his teats to his knees. Even though his cock was soft, it looked like he had shot his load onto his belly.
Bobby threw down the whip.
"No! I won't ever hurt Randy again. You can do as you like with me dad, but I won't hit Randy ever again. And I won't do anything else to him. I love him Dad."
"You love him, well get up on the table and lie on top of him and kiss him." "But Dad that will just hurt him more."
I brought the belt I had in my hands around and got Bobby on his soft cock. He howled and grabbed his cock.
"Get up there boy, or you may well wish you were dead."
Bobby climbed onto the table.
"I'm sorry Randy." He said.
"Come on love, do as Dad says." He had removed the cock gag.
Bobby laid on top of Randy and Randy put his arms around Bobby's back. I saw their lips meet.
I gave Bobby ten very hard slaps with the belt. Each slap caused his body to move on top of Randy, causing him more pain as well.
"You two can use the salve if you wish. You can sleep where ever you want too. I expect one of you in the bathroom tomorrow morning to service me and I expect breakfast on the table when I come down. You both still work tomorrow. I'll decide what other punishment you both deserve later." I turned and walked away.
I stripped and climbed into bed. My cock was rock hard thinking about what Bobby had done to Randy. I was also thinking about what I could do to both boys as punishment. If I did what I really wanted I might be the one that ended up dead. I was very much surprised when both boys climbed into bed with me. Without asking Bobby went down on my cock. AS horny as I was it didn't take long for Bobby to get my load. He just swallowed it all and then climbed up and laid his head on my chest.
"I love you Dad." He said as he settled down.
Randy moved up as well and carefully spooned himself against me. I could feel the heat from his chest and legs.
"I'll always love you Dad." He said.
I gently laid my hand on their backs and drifted off to sleep.
When I woke up both boys were gone from my bed. I smelled bacon frying. When I got into the bathroom, Bobby was laying on the floor waiting.
"Stand up Bobby. Change of plans today."
When he stood, I took his place on the floor.
"Come on Bobby, squat and give me everything."
"But Dad."
"No buts boy. Do as your told."
Bobby, very reluctantly did as I told him. I would never ever get used to doing this, but they were going to protest more tonight.
After puking, I told Bobby to go eat breakfast. Be ready to go to work when I come down."
Work went well that day and I told my Manager I would not be in the next day. I said both boys would be though. He never said a word, figuring I had something else to do.
When we got home, the boys stripped and headed to service the horses. I made dinner after stripping. The boys were quick and got back and showered. Both were very surprised to find dinner almost ready and me nude. "Okay, dinner won't be ready for another 30 to 45 minutes. I want you two to fuck my ass and face until it is ready."
"But." Was all Bobby got out before I hit him with my fist.
"Do as your told boy or I'll whip you until your almost dead and then you can watch while I whip your boy friend to death.
I walked into the living room and leaned over the coffee table. Bobby came in and just rammed his cock into my mouth. He held my head as he hammered his cock into me. Randy didn't need any incentive. He just rammed his cock into my ass dry. If Bobby didn't have his cock in my mouth, I would have screamed bloody murder. Neither boy lasted long, but both switched places. Randy shoved his shit and cum covered cock into my mouth while Bobby entered me. They took a bit longer before they both blew again. When Bobby pulled out, he kicked me in the nuts.
"That's for hitting me Dad. If you had given me a chance I would have said sure."
In bare feet it didn't hurt as bad as I knew they would later.
We ate in silence, both I guess wondering what had come over me. To me it was simple, I loved pain as much as them and now they were going to get the chance to do to me what I had been doing to them.
I'd call it their punishment. I don't know what they would call it.
After dinner and the kitchen was cleaned I took both into the living room. We had three beer. It would be my last until Friday.
"The last couple of days, you two have shown me that you really could have whipped each other to death. To me that would have been a very great loss. I love both of you equally. But you also showed me you can inflict pain. Real pain. Well my two loving Sons, you will have the chance to show me what you can really do. As your punishment, you will punish me. You can do anything to my body you want for the next three days. That's anything and I don't want you to hold back anything either. You both know I love pain inflicted on my body as much as you two do. I guess it all comes from how we were brought up. You two were abused as I was. We all came to enjoy that abuse and it caused us all to be rejected by our families. Now were stuck with loving pain. So my two very loving boys you get the next three days to do as you wish with me. I love pain in my ass or on my ass, my cock, my balls, my teats or anywhere else. You can, and I expect you to use all my tools, including the fucking machine and electro torture machine.
As for food, you can use your cum or crap, I don't care. I just ask only one thing, you leave me with at least a bowl of water or piss if you desire and allow me access to it each morning while you two are working. I expect to be held in the barn and restrained so I cannot escape. I would suggest you use some kind of gag while you are inflicting pain, don't want to spook our horses.
Now we come to the last part. If by some chance I succumb to your torture and you kill me, you need never worry about where your next meal or even job comes from. Today, I changed my will so you both inherit everything I own. The House the business, everything. Nor do you need to worry about criminal charges. I have left very specific instructions to my manager about how I was killed in an accident. He will make sure both you boys are free and clear."
I'll leave you two to talk about it. I'll be in the barn waiting for you."
I downed the rest of my beer and walked out.
As I walked around the loft and looked at all the instruments I had, had used on me, I wondered if they could go through with what I wanted. Really wanted.
I was hard just thinking about some of the stuff they could use.
I watched from one of the windows as the boys walked out of the house. Both had shorts on so they were already breaking my rules. I figured they had agreed on some of what I asked.
Both walked up to the loft.
"Dad, we agree on one condition." Randy said.
"Okay. What's the condition?"
"It lasts for four days. I can drive Bobby to Ambrose to get his dick fixed. Sunday we will help you recover. Next week I will be the one you both torture every night and day. The following week Bobby will be the one up here. Dad we love pain as much as you. We want to feel what you are going to feel if you agree."
We only work a four day week, so we have all day Friday and Saturday to do anything to you and next week to me and after that Bobby."
"You own the Station and Jay won't say anything if we are away."
Wow, this was even better than I hoped for.
"Okay. I agree." God I hoped I was not going to regret this.
Randy walked over and picked up a set of cushioned cuffs. He ordered me to put my hands out and then cuffed me. Bobby pulled down the hay hoist and attached it to the cuffs. They then hoisted me off the floor.
Randy brought out the six inch cock gag, but instead of just putting it in my mouth had Bobby drop his shorts. He then worked it in and out of Bobby's ass. When he pulled it out, it was covered in Bobby's crap.
"Open your mouth Dad."
When I just looked at him, he grabbed my nuts and squeezed. As I opened my mouth to scream he jammed the cock gag in. It immediately caused me to gag, but also the fowl taste of Bobby's shit filled my mouth and I wanted to puke. The cock gag prevented me from even doing that.
"For tonight Dad, we are only going to whip you. I'll do your back and Randy will do your front. He's stronger than I am. But he is going to add the battery clamp to your cock before he starts. We figure to just leave it on."
Bobby grabbed the cat without the barbs and just started on my ass and legs and back. I could tell there was a lot of hate in his swings. If I could have screamed, I would have. Even I my pain I felt myself getting hard. That I guess was what Randy was waiting for. I saw him pick up the battery clamp. He walked over slipped it over my hard cock and just let it go. I almost went berserk with pain.
Randy laughed as I squirmed in the cuffs.
"You know Bobby, we would own everything if he died. We could then bring boys out here and do anything to them."
"That would be cool." Bobby said and then laughed.
God, they really were contemplating killing me.
Randy used the short cane to whip my front. He didn't worry if he hit my balls or any where else. He took great pleasure in causing me endless pain.
They both stopped and stood in front of me.
"Well Dad, you wanted this and your definitely going to feel it. Were done for the night, but we'll leave you like you are now. We'll be up real early to give you some more. Only piss for you to drink and maybe we'll let you suck off both horses. Then you will have your food."
Randy removed the clamp and then brought the cane down on my cock a few times. I just about passed out.
They left me hanging.
Now I wasn't really sure I would survive and there was nothing I could do about it. No chance to escape, they had tied my legs apart into two rings in the floor.
I knew my resistance was slipping away. I couldn't fight both boys. Tomorrow I would be putty in their hands.
I guess pain induced sleep got to me.
I was brought to instant wakefulness when the riding crop was slashed across my cock. I screamed in the gag.
"Bobby's getting your water and food." He again brought the crop down on my cock.
Bobby came up with two big bowls in his hands. One held a dark yellow liquid, horse piss, the other was almost overflowing with a whitish yellow liquid, horse cum I figured. He set both down.
They lowered me to the floor of the barn and cuffed my hands behind my back. Randy grabbed one of my thick leather collars and put it around my neck. He then attached a chain and locked it to one of the rings in the floor. They had obviously planned this out before hand. Bobby picked up one of my prostrate stimulators, dipped it in the horse cumm.
"I know this is going to feel good Dad, at least to start. Were going to leave in all day with the vibrator on, so your probably going to be hard all day, but we don't want you to get off, so were going to tie a wire around the base of your cock to prevent you from coming."
After tying my cock painfully tight, Bobby shoved the stimulator into my ass and tied it so it would not come out.
"Have nice day Dad." Randy said and both boys left laughing.
Two things were clear to me. One I was going to have painfully full bladder and two my dick was going to be sore along with the worst set of blue balls you can imagine. I laid down to wait.
TBC