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This story is written in collaboration with my friend Fred in Norway and it is completely fictional. It contains descriptions of sexual interactions and BDSM activities between a young man (18 when the story begins) and older men.
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COLIN'S NEW ADVENTURES
Chapter 40
The format of the London show had been agreed in advance. Now Colin wanted to know about the audience.
"There will be eights guests - seven men and one woman," said Reynard.
"A woman?" Colin had a look of distaste on his face.
"Yes. She has paid well for the privilege of being here so you will be nice to her," Reynard insisted.
"Why does a woman want to see this kind of show?" Bill was curious.
"She runs a club for women who like to dominate men," explained Reynard. "If she likes what she sees, she hopes to hire Colin to appear as a 'victim' at her club."
"There's no way I will let a woman play with me," said Colin firmly.
Reynard smiled. "I did tell her that the chances of you agreeing were slim but she was still keen to attend the show. She said she'd enjoy seeing a pretty boy like you - her words - in pain."
Colin snorted in disgust then asked, "What about the men? Anyone interesting?"
"Two were at your last show - the French military guy and that man from Hong Kong. He wants you to fly to Hong Kong and do a show there," said Reynard. "The others consist of an Arab prince, a politician, some very rich young guy, a French actor and a priest."
"That's quite a variety," said Bill, "but I'm surprised a priest can afford your price."
"I don't know his financial circumstances but he paid the full price, and in cash," said Reynard. "That means he's welcome."
"Can I mention the fact that he's a priest when I talk to him?" Colin asked.
"Yes. The guests all know that they must be honest and open with us all here," said Reynard. "Mutual trust is essential." He looked at his watch. "Now I think you must start getting ready, Colin. The show starts in just over an hour and Pierre is waiting for you."
Reynard greeted each of the guests individually. One surprise was the Arab prince who arrived with his teenage son - a lad who was 13 but looked younger. Prince Faisal, a tall bearded man aged around 40, said that his son would kneel at his feet and take no part in the proceedings but it was payment of an extra fee that persuaded Reynard to allow the boy entry. Once the guests had meet each other and settled in their chairs around the small stage, Reynard reminded them of the rules regarding their contact with Colin. "You can of course masturbate yourselves at any time, or indeed each other. And you will have noticed the presence of a boy in the audience. Only his father can touch him but there is nothing to stop you looking at him if it takes your fancy." Reynard paused and looked around the room. "Now I shall invite Colin and his father to come onto the stage."
Colin wasn't nervous as he stood behind the curtain but Bill was. "Take a deep breath, Dad. It's going to be fun," said Colin. Bill smiled, the curtains opened and the pair walked on stage hand in hand. Colin was wearing a school blazer, grey flannel shorts, white shirt and tie Ð a typical old-fashioned school uniform. Bill however was dressed as a businessman in a dark three-piece suit and he looked very smart.
"Good evening everyone. I know you are here to see Colin and not me, so here he is Ð my son, Colin." Bill pushed the teenager forward and then left the stage.
Large screens to the side of the stage came to life. The cameraman couldn't be seen and it was with some reluctance that Bill had allowed filming to take place. The camera focused on Colin's face as he smiled at the audience and then pulled back. "Hello gentlemenÉand lady," he said as he glanced at the solitary female in the audience. "Do you like my school uniform? I would prefer to wear long trousers but Dad says I must wait until my fourteenth birthday." He took off his blazer and scratched his bum. "I am going to choir practice shortly but you can watch me get changed if you like."
Colin noticed the woman smile at him and decided to focus on her for the next few minutes. He knew his cock wouldn't become stiff if he did that. After removing his tie and kicking off his shoes, Colin slowly unbuttoned his shirt and unzipped his shorts. He looked at the woman as he very slowly lowered his shorts. Then he let them fall and stood up straight to reveal only a small bulge at the front of his skimpy white briefs. Kicking the shorts behind him, Colin turned his back on the audience and bent over to remove his socks, letting them get a good view of his bum in the process. Finally Colin took off his shirt and tossed it aside. "Do you think I'm sexy?" Colin smiled at each person as he walked up and down the stage.
A clothes rack had appeared outside the curtains when Colin returned to the starting point. Colin took the long red cassock from its hanger and slipped it on over his head. It was made of lightweight satin and was easy to handle. Colin turned to the audience and smiled. "It's almost like a dress, isn't it?" Next came the white surplice. Colin slid it over his head and pulled it down. It covered the top two-thirds of the surplice. And then the lad fixed a ruffled white collar around his neck. "That's me dressed. Do I look sweet and innocent?" Colin smiled at the audience. He then picked up a candle and walked slowly up and down the stage holding it in a reverential manner.
Suddenly Colin said, "Bugger this. I'm much too horny for choir practice today." He put the candle down and slowly stripped off facing the audience. By the time he was wearing only briefs, his cock was stiff and clearly visible. Colin groped himself and then put his hand inside his briefs to play with his cock and balls while looking at the members of his audience in turn. Then, focusing on the nearest man, he slowly pulled down his briefs and stepped out of them. Colin proceeded to walk up and down the stage slowly wanking his stiff little cock. "Would any of you like to touch my cock? Maybe you'll get the chance later." Colin enjoyed teasing his audience.
Standing in the middle of the stage, Colin slowly turned around. "Do you think I have a nice bum? I dream of being fucked by a big cock." He smiled then got down on his hands and knees. He picked up the candle he had dropped earlier and said, "I wish this was a cock" before twisting his arm behind him and inserting the end of the candle into his arsehole. The slim, greasy candle slid in easily and he was soon fucking himself with it.
"My arm is getting sore. Would one of you like to help me out?" Colin looked at the four guys on one side of the stage and all four stood up. Colin smiled. "Okay, all of you can do it but one at a time."
One by one the four men fucked Colin with the candle for a minute or so each. Colin looked at the other side of the stage and opened his eyes wide when he saw the young Arab boy sucking his father's cock. Then he recovered and said, "Feel free to take a turn." The Arab prince declined but the other two men fucked Colin with the candle.
Finally the woman stood up and took hold of the candle. "This is very thin," she said. "Can't I use that other one?" She pointed to a thicker candle burning near the clothes rack.
Colin smiled. He and Reynard had anticipated that someone in the audience might suggest the thicker candle. It was no thicker than Bill's cock though so Colin knew he could take it easily. "Yes, please do. Perhaps that is more like a man's cock."
The woman, dressed in black leathers Colin noted, blew out the flame on the other candle and then brought it over to Colin's rear. She pulled the thin candle out of his butt and then slowly inserted the bottom end of the candle. Colin moaned, pretending that it hurt, but anyone looking at his cock rather than his arse would have seen his cock jerk and dribble some pre-cum.
The woman fucked the first five inches (12.5 cm) in and out of Colin's hole for a minute or two. "That's enough. I'll do it myself now," said Colin. The woman reluctantly took her seat and Colin began fucking himself with the thick candle. "This feels good," said Colin after a few minutes. "I think I'm going to cum soon."
This was the signal Bill was waiting for. The sound of footsteps could be heard before Bill came on stage and stared at Colin. "You naughty boy! What would Father John say if he saw this?"
"He'd love it. He'd probably want to fuck me," replied Colin. Like Bill, Colin was very aware of the priest in the audience at this point and he avoided looking at him.
"You're wicked. Get over my knees for a spanking," said Bill as he took off his jacket. He pulled the chair closer to the centre of the stage as Colin removed the candle from his arse and stood up. Bill gestured Colin closer and the boy bent over his knees.
Colin let out a howl when Bill brought his hand down hard across his buttocks. He whimpered and moaned with each successive spank, trying to make the punishment seem tougher than it really was. After a dozen spanks, Colin's butt was pink and glowing. "Now go to your room, boy," Bill said in a stern voice.
"Yes, Daddy." Colin stood up to reveal that his cock was still rock hard. He turned his back to the audience to let them see his punished bottom and then gently rubbed it as he walked off stage. Bill picked up the chair and his jacket and followed Colin behind the curtains where they hugged and kissed.
Reynard returned to the stage. "Wasn't that hot, gentlemen? Did you see the pre-cum dripping from young Colin's cock? He was close to cumming when he was fucking himself with the candle and the spanking doesn't seem to have made him any less horny." There were nods and sounds of agreement from the audience. "Do you think we should let him cum? Maybe with something bigger than a candle up his little boy hole?"
Cries of `yes' went up.
Reynard smiled. "How long do you think he can last without cumming? Do you want to place a bet? Think about it while we set things up."
A few minutes later the curtains parted. "Come, boy," said Kasim as he pushed Colin on to the stage. Colin was naked but he had a leather collar around his neck, and padded cuffs around his wrists and ankles. His cock was rock hardÉand dripping pre-cum. "On the floor," Kasim instructed when they reached the middle of the stage. Colin knelt and then sat on his heels.
Reynard reached behind the curtain, pulled out a thick 15 inch (38 cm) dildo and handed it to Kasim. Colin looked on in pretend horror as Kasim took a tube of lubricating cream from his back pocket and greased the dildo. "Up on your knees, legs apart," ordered Kasim. Then, placing the rubber cockhead directly under the boy's lubricated hole, he added, "Now sit on it. I want to see at least half of it up your schoolboy arse."
Colin moaned and made exaggerated gestures of pain as he slowly lowered himself onto the dildo. Almost half was visible between Colin's arse and the floor. Kasim moved behind Colin and connected his wrists and ankles together, pulling his chest and shoulders back.
"There he is, gentlemen, impaled on a big dildo. Just wait till he feels it vibrate against his love-nut," said Reynard. "He'll be spunking off in no time. But most of you know Colin also enjoys having his nipples played with so we're going to torment them too." He tossed a pair of tit-clamps to Kasim, who proceeded to screw them to Colin's erect nipples. Reynard meantime fetched wires and a large battery from behind the stage and brought them to Kasim. "Watch as Kasim prepares our little boy's nipples for electric shocks. They are going to tingle!" There was muttering around the room.
"How long will he last without spunking off? Five minutes? Ten? Place your bet and a hundred pounds will win five hundred for the person with the closest guess." Reynard invited bets while Kasim blindfolded Colin. He was pleased to see everyone joining in, knowing he would make extra money out of this little amusement.
"I'll start my stopwatch when Kasim simultaneously switches on the vibrator and the electricity to the nipple clamps." Reynard smiled and watched as everyone leaned forward for a closer view of Colin's throbbing cock.
"Now," said Kasim and Reynard started his stopwatch.
Colin squirmed and moaned, once again exaggerating the effects of the mild torture. He pictured the different members of the audience and wondered if the Arab boy was watching him or sucking his father's cock. Having been denied an orgasm for two days, Colin didn't try to hold back now. He wanted to cumÉand to cum at least three times during the show. Nobody would complain if he came quickly this time. With a loud gasp, Colin bent backwards and sent the first of several jets of spunk into the air. By the time he was finished, his chest and stomach was splattered with cum.
"Two minutes and forty five seconds," announced Reynard when Colin stopped moving and hung his head. While Kasim released Colin, Reynard checked his records. "The winner today is Madam Whiplash!"
"I knew the little wanker couldn't last long," the woman said, casting a sneering look at Colin as she stepped forward to collect her winnings."
Colin ignored her and used his fingers to collect some of the cum from his body. He licked it and let the audience see that he enjoyed it. Then he allowed Kasim to carry him off the stage.
"There will be a short break while we set up the stage for the next scene," said Reynard. "Let me get you all fresh drinks."
The lights were dimmed when the audience was seated again. Reynard came onto the stage. "You all want to see young Colin being sexually abused and suffering pain so I think you will enjoy the next part of our show. I present you Kasim, the Stallion from Morocco, and Colin!"
Kasim, dressed head to toe in black leather, looked menacing when he led Colin onto the stage. Colin crawled on his hands and knees. He was wearing a dog collar with a set of chains linking his wrists and another set of chains linking his ankles. A loose tunic covered his body. Colin tried not to look at the audience but out of the corner of his eye he noticed the Chinese man grope himself and then the Arab boy staring at him with his mouth open.
When Kasim reached the centre of the stage, Reynard flicked a switch and two heavy chains were lowered from the ceiling. The clanging noise added to the heavy atmosphere. "Up, boy." Kasim pulled Colin's hair, encouraging him to stand. He then linked the wrist and ankle chains to the heavy hanging chains to leave Colin helpless to resist what was coming next.
Kasim walked slowly all the way round Colin and then moved behind him, took hold of the tunic and ripped it from his body. Colin was naked, his head bent down and his cock almost fully erect. There was a murmur of approval from the audience.
Kasim pulled a small trolley from the edge of the stage close to Colin, whose cock was now as hard as it could get in anticipation of what lay ahead. Kasim slapped the cock, bringing a moan from Colin. Then he picked up a pair of screw-type nipple clamps from the trolley. "Please...no," said Colin as Kasim came towards him, even though he loved nipple torture. He moaned loudly as each clamp was attached. "Ahh, no!" he cried when Kasim hooked small weights to each nipple clamp.
Colin whimpered when Kasim knelt to fit a leather strap around his balls and then attached a weight dragging his balls downwards. Despite the pain, or because of it, pre-cum now dribbled from Colin's piss-slit.
Kasim took a cock whip with many strands of soft leather from the trolley. This was one of Colin's favourites as it stung briefly but didn't leave any marks on his skin. Kasim moved behind Colin and lashed out at Colin's buttocks. The boy screamed when the whip landed on his soft flesh. Turning to the audience, Kasim said, "You can each whip Colin twice with this, on whichever part of his body you wish. Who wants to go first?"
Nobody seemed keen to join Kasim and Colin but then the woman stood up. "I'll whip him," she said. Climbing onto the stage, she accepted the cock whip from Kasim and went over to Colin. He pretended to look scared while at the same time trying to guess where she would hit him. He gasped when she struck his cock and balls. "Did you enjoy that, little boy? I did," she said with a smile. Then she walked right round Colin before hitting his cock and his balls from the other side. It didn't hurt any more but Colin let out a loud roar. The woman sneered at Colin and then handed the cock whip back to Kasim.
"Who's next?" Kasim looked around until the French military officer stepped forward. The man looked closely at Colin and then stood at his side and whipped the boy's buttocks twice.
The chubby politician came forward next and used the cock whip on Colin's nipples and then on his cock. The man from Hong Kong lashed out at Colin's buttocks as hard as he could, bringing no more than soft moans from Colin. The others declined to take part, being happy to watch.
Kasim removed the ball weights and the weighted tit clamps, and Colin groaned loudly as the blood flowed back into his nipples. The man then picked up a leather belt and wrapped the end around his fist. Colin steeled himself for the pain he knew was coming and then screamed when the first stroke landed across his buttocks. He knew that Kasim would never be too heavy with the use of the belt but screaming gave the audience the impression that he was in a lot of pain. Colin received six strokes and was left with a very red arse.
After pushing the trolley away, Kasim lowered the chains until Colin was able to kneel comfortably. Kasim ran his hand down the side of Colin's face. "Such a cute boy," he said. "I bet lots of men would love to have you sucking them off. Not me though. I'm going to fuck your face!"
Kasim unbuttoned his leather trousers and freed his thick 10 inch (25 cm) cock. Colin opened his eyes wide as he looked at the cock and said, "No, sir. It's too big!"
Kasim laughed. "It will fit," he said. "But I'll let you try something smaller first." He walked over to the trolley and returned with realistic cock-shaped dildo 7 inches (18 cm) long. "Open your mouth," he said as he held it in front of Colin's face. Colin shook his head. Kasim slapped Colin's face and repeated, "Open your mouth."
Colin opened his mouth and Kasim slowly pushed the fake cock inside. Colin pretended to struggle and gag but soon the fake balls were touching his lips. Kasim mouth-fucked Colin for a couple of minutes then tossed the dildo aside. "Now you'll take my cock, boy," he said.
Colin pretended to struggle a little as Kasim's thick cock passed between his lips but he was loving the man's dominant actions. That would have been obvious to anyone in the audience who was looking at Colin's throbbing cock instead of his face. Soon the massive cock was balls deep inside the boy's mouth, with the cockhead lodged in his throat. Kasim held it there for ten seconds to let the audience have a good look. Then he pulled back, took hold of Colin's ears and then began to face-fuck him.
Kasim and Colin stared at each other, both enjoying the moment. Then Colin glanced to his left to see the reaction of the four men sitting there. All of them were clearly very aroused, with their hands inside their trousers playing with their cocks. This turned Colin on even more. Glancing at his right, Colin could see that then woman and the three men were also enjoying the show, while Prince Faisal's son was busy sucking his father's cock.
Colin looked up at Kasim again and blinked slowly - the signal to let him know that he was close to cumming. Kasim smiled and pulled his cock from Colin's mouth. "I'm going to cum, boy. I'm going to paint your pretty face with my cum," he said as he wanted his cock furiously. His free hand slid behind Colin's bum. Seconds later he began spunking off, shooting volley after volley all over Colin's face. As he was finishing, Kasim jammed his middle finger inside Colin's arsehole. This was the trigger needed to take the boy over the edge. He gasped and started cumming for the second time that evening. There were a few moans among the audience and more than one guy made a mess inside their trousers.
Kasim released Colin from the chains and picked him up. He bowed, letting the audience see the boy's cum-soaked face and body before carrying him off-stage.
Reynard had a huge smile when he came back on the stage. "I think I am correct in saying that not only Kasim and Colin had an orgasm just now. And I'm not surprised. It was exciting to watch, wasn't it?" There was general agreement. "I'm going to go off to arrange the snacks for the interval but Colin will be back to chat to you any moment now. I must ask you to remember that Colin is only a young boy. Please show him respect and do not touch his private parts when he comes to talk to you. Okay?" He looked around and then said, "I will see you again soon."
With a woman in the audience, it was agreed that Colin should chat to them before the interval rather than after when they had changed into less formal wear, and in some cases to nothing but a bathrobe. The contact would be briefer and also less sexual this time since the audience was double the size of the previous one.
Colin had taken a quick shower before he re-appeared on stage wearing a very short bathrobe on top of white swim briefs. "That last scene was hot, wasn't it? I need to calm down so I thought I'd come and chat to you." Colin smiled and then took off the bathrobe. "You don't mind if I take this off, do you? I'm hot."
Colin looked around the audience then stepped down and approached the French military man. "Bonjour, Monsieur. It's good to see you again." Colin gave a bow. "Do you mind if I sit in your lap?"
"Pas du tout. Please...sit," replied the muscular man in his fifties.
Colin seated himself comfortably and then ran a hand over the man's upper body. "You are still very fit, very strong. You must have many admirers." The man simply smiled. "I am quite strong because I do a lot of swimming. Do you like my body?" Colin asked.
"I do," replied the man, running a hand slowly up and down Colin's inner thigh.
"And did my shorts fit your son?" Colin recalled how the man wanted the shorts for his 13 year old son.
"They did." The man smiled, happy that Colin remembered. "He looks good in them."
"You have a bottle of water, sir. Would you do me a favour? I'm very hot and I would like you to pour some water over the front of my swim briefs, over this little bulge." Colin pointed to the semi-hard cock and balls covered by the white material.
"Certainly," said the man, reaching for the bottle. He removed the cap and carefully poured water over Colin's bulge. To the surprise of the army man and the rest of the audience, the white swim briefs became see-through when wet.
Colin spread his legs so that everyone could see his cock and balls. "Perhaps you would like to buy these for your son and take him swimming," Colin suggested.
The man's eyes lit up. "Yes, indeed."
"You can ask Monsieur Reynard during the interval." Colin gave the man a quick kiss on the lips and stood up.
Moving round to the priest, Colin did his usual bow. "Hello Father. Can I sit on your knees?"
"Yes, indeed," replied the elderly man. He had trouble keeping his eyes off Colin's cock.
"Is it a sin for me to want sex with lots of men?" Colin did his best to look young and innocent.
The priest coughed and thought for a moment. "Some would say so, yes. Others might say it is good to make other people happy. But a short while ago you received some physical punishment, some torture even. That could be seen as sufficient retribution for your sinful thoughts."
"Thank you, Father." Colin gave his own stiff cock a squeeze under the man's gaze and added, "I will be having sinful thoughts about you later."
Colin crossed over to the handsome, smartly-dressed, dark-haired man in his forties. "Good evening, sir. Am I correct in thinking you are the actor?"
"Yes, I am quite famous on television and in movies in my country," the man replied in a French accent.
"You are very handsome. You must be adored by many women, and no doubt many men too," said Colin.
"It is true," said the man with no false modesty.
"I would love to act with you...in a porn movie with you as my older lover," said Colin. "Your fans would be very jealous if they could see me sucking your cock and being fucked by you."
The actor laughed. "Many would be jealous of you but I am sure you have fans too. They would envy me if I were to have sex with you."
Colin smiled, turned round and pulled down the back of his swim briefs. "So you'd like to fuck this?"
"Mais oui." The man reached out but Colin pulled his briefs back up.
"See Monsieur Reynard if you want to make a movie with me." Colin smiled and gave the man a quick kiss.
The chubby, older man sitting next to the actor looked a little nervous when Colin approached him. "You must be our politician. I'm pleased to meet you." Colin gave the man a little bow. "Can I ask if you are on the left or the right?"
"I guess you would say I'm on the right. I belong to the current governing party," answered the man.
"So nobody should be surprised at you wanting to see a little boy like me being screwed after the way weaker members of society are treated by the government these days." Colin smiled.
The man laughed. "This is not the time to talk politics but yes, I do want to see you being 'screwed' as you put it. You're a sexy little bugger and I wish I could be the one to 'screw' you."
Colin grinned. "In your dreams, mister." He blew the man a kiss and then walked over to the woman.
"Good evening, Ma'am. I hope you are enjoying the show." Colin smiled and gave a little bow.
"It's not bad but I hope to see some tougher action as it proceeds." The woman gave a thin-lipped smile before adding, "I want to see you in tears."
"Why? Does your pussy only get wet when you see a man suffer?" Colin decided to be quite blunt.
The woman gave a genuine smile. "You've got some nerve for a young one. But yes, I do get turned on by seeing a man suffer sexual abuse. A pretty boy like you in pain would really get my juices flowing, especially if I was the one inflicting the pain."
"Well, I hope you see enough to excite you," responded Colin before moving closer to the Arab prince sitting in the next chair. He bowed low and then said, "Good evening, sir. I hope that you and your son are enjoying the show."
The man nodded and then spoke in a soft voice. "Yes, I think it is good. We are learning new things to do together."
Colin looked at the boy and smiled. "I hope you have fun. I always enjoy having my Daddy play with me. Pain and pleasure are closely linked."
"My son doesn't understand much English yet but he is learning to enjoy our private games." The Arab prince winked at Colin.
Colin wasn't sure how to respond so he merely smiled and nodded. Crossing over to the casually dressed guy in his late twenties, Colin guessed this was the rich guy that Reynard had mentioned. "I don't meet many men your age. When I'm not at school, I'm usually with my Daddy's friends," Colin said as he held out his hand.
"Yeah?" The guy didn't appear to be interested.
Colin decided to take the direct approach. "I'm interested in why you are here. Are you interested in SM? Are you a top or a bottom?"
"You're an inquisitive little thing, aren't you?" the man replied with a laugh. "I'm here because I'm curious. Because I'm wealthy, my partners always try to please me - even when I pay for a bit of rough trade to fuck me. I want to see what it's like to be treated as a sex object, a mere plaything...and I heard about this show."
"This is a game, a fantasy," said Colin. "When I have sex with my daddy, it is always with love and respect. You need to find someone who loves you. Perhaps you need to look for an older man."
"Maybe I should." The man smiled.
Colin turned to the chubby Chinese man in his forties. "It's good to see you again, sir." Colin said. "I trust that you had a good flight from Hong Kong."
"I never really enjoy flying but I wanted to see you again," was the response. "And I hope you will allow me to spank you like last time."
Colin laughed. "I remember how hard you hit me last time. Fortunately for me, there won't be time for me to bend over your knees this evening. Please enjoy the show."
Reynard had been waiting for Colin to finish speaking to everyone. He walked onto the stage as Colin walked away from the Chinese man. "Well, I hope you all enjoyed meeting Colin. There will now be an interval of one hour. Drinks and snacks will be served next door."
Reynard followed the guests while Colin had a well-earned rest and a chat with Bill and Pierre. Bill and Colin were surprised when the cameraman appeared and it turned out to be Don. "I should have guessed it might be you," Bill said as he shook Don's hand.
"Yes. Reynard wants as few people as possible to know about these shows," said Don. He turned to Colin as he went on. "That's quite a performance you put on there."
"You liked it?" Colin grinned.
Don nodded. "Even for an old pro like me, it was incredibly hot."
Reynard meantime was chatting up the guests. He told them that the action would be even hotter in the second part of the show and suggested that they change into more casual clothing. Bathrobes were provided for those that wanted to be almost naked.
After the guests had taken their seats for the second part of the show, the curtains were drawn back to reveal Colin bound with his back to a St Andrew's cross. He was not just tied by his wrists and ankles. Leather belts were round his thighs, upper arms and waist tying these to the wooden cross leaving Colin totally immobile. His little cock was fully erect.
Kasim came onto the stage topless, wearing leather shorts and leather boots, and holding a cat o'nine tails. "You saw this boy in pain earlier but look at him now. Despite knowing he is about to suffer more pain, he has an erection again. Do you know why he is excited?" Kasim looked around the audience but nobody spoke. "It's because he knows I am going to fuck him soon."
There were some smiles, together with nods and sounds of approval. "Yes, and I will fuck him hard." Kasim paused. "But first though I am going to work him over." He squeezed Colin's cock hard. "Look he's leaking pre-cum already."
Kasim stood back and then gently flicked the cat o'nine tails at Colin's cock and then his nipples. Colin moaned each time, suggesting that it hurt more than it really did. After ten strokes, Kasim tossed the cat o'nine tails aside and removed the leather belt from his waist. He used this to whip Colin's tender thighs and then his still very tender nipples, causing Colin to howl in protest. Despite the pain, Colin's cock remained fully erect.
While Kasim unfastened Colin's bonds, Reynard pulled back the curtain, pushed forward a medical trolley and then secured the brakes. Kasim lifted Colin onto this trolley and secured his wrists to the sides. Stirrups were fixed into position and Colin's feet were placed in them. Short ropes ensured that his legs couldn't move.
"You might guess which part of Colin's body is going to receive attention now." Reynard addressed the audience as Kasim moved the stirrups wider apart. "Please feel free to stand and move closer if you wish."
Colin started to leak pre-cum as he watched everyone move closer for a better view of his exposed arsehole. The Arab prince stood with his hands on his son's shoulders, whispering something in his ear. The woman had a smile on her face. Many of the others were obviously playing with their cocks.
Kasim moved a low stool to the end of the bench and placed a covered tray on top of it. There were a few gasps when the cover was pulled away to reveal a selection of dildos and other tools.
"We are not cruel people so Colin's boy-pussy will be lubricated before we start playing with it," said Reynard. "Can I have a volunteer to apply to lubrication? No, madam. I'm afraid your fingernails might do some damage."
The businessman from Hong Kong held out his hand for the tube of KY jelly. "I'll do it." He was soon rubbing the lubricant over and into Colin's arsehole with his chubby fingers.
Kasim chose a thin six inch (15 cm) dildo made of black latex and slowly pushed it into Colin's hole. It slid in easily but Colin made a face to suggest it hurt. Kasim made a few fucking motions with it then invited the French military officer to take over. He was quite gentle but the priest urged him to use more force. Kasim took charge and replaced the black dildo with a thicker one with prominent ridges. Colin loved it but he moaned louder. This time Kasim invited the French actor to take over and he went at the same pace as Kasim had done. The politician took over from the actor and he fucked Colin harder. "Enough," said Kasim after less than a minute.
"Can I wank him?" asked the French actor, with his hand poised over Colin's cock.
Kasim agreed as he removed the dildo with the ridges. He switched on a vibrating dildo and held it against Colin's balls for a few moments. The French actor stood back when Kasim moved the vibrator against Colin's cock. Colin groaned, fighting back the urge to cum. Kasim then inserted the vibrator into Colin's hole and pressed it against Colin's prostate. This brought loud moans as well as more pre-cum leaking from the abused boy's piss-slit. The woman grabbed hold of the vibrator and began fucking Colin roughly with it. Colin was close to cumming and moaned loudly. "Stop! You're hurting him," said the French officer as he pulled the woman away.
"Yes, I want to hurt him," she said.
"I know it's a sin but I want to see him in pain too," said the priest.
At this Colin gasped and began spunking off. The audience watched in amazement as the first blast landed on Colin's nose. The second landed on his chin and the third on his chest. The remaining blobs of cum fell on Colin's stomach but everyone seemed to be impressed by the force and the amount of spunk Colin produced.
Colin sighed and lay back, temporarily exhausted. Kasim removed the vibrator as Reynard came back onto the stage. "Wasn't that an impressive ejaculation from young Colin? I guess he must have been turned on by all the nasty things you did to him." Reynard smiled as he looked around at the onlookers. "I think he deserves some comforting treatment now. Would anyone like to suck the 'little man' for a few seconds while he is still bound?"
The Arab prince whispered in his son's ears and pushed him forward. Reynard chose the boy, who was now wearing only baggy boxer shorts, from among the volunteers. He guessed correctly that most of the audience would enjoy seeing him suck Colin.
Colin watched as the boy approached and took hold of his still almost fully erect cock. The youngster licked the traces of cum from Colin's cock and then took the whole shaft into his mouth and sucked it. Colin moaned as the boy's mouth and little tongue got to work. Soon Colin felt the need to piss and knew it might upset the boy and his father if some 'golden liquid' dribbled into the boy's mouth. "Stop! No more!" Colin shouted. "Please," he mouthed silently to Kasim.
Kasim realised that Colin was serious and gently pulled the boy away. "You've done a good job but I need to return Colin to his daddy now," he said.
"I think Colin needs to relax after that," said Reynard while Kasim pushed the trolley bearing Colin behind the curtains. "I don't know if we can get him to cum again but I bet you'd like to see him being fucked for real." There were murmurs of agreement from the audience. "Well, maybe you'll enjoy seeing him being fucked by Kasim. His cock is bigger than any dildo Colin has taken tonight."
"I hope Kasim knows how a boy should be fucked," said the politician. "I thought he was too soft when using the dildos."
"I agree," said the young rich guy. "It hasn't been as exciting as I had hoped. I want to see the boy fucked hard. Really hard."
"I don't think you'll be disappointed, gentlemen," said Reynard. "Now let me get you all more drinks before the final segment of our show."
To be continued