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THIS IS A PURELY FICTIONAL STORY, EXCEPT FOR A VEY SMALL SECTION.
ALL THE CHARACTERS ARE IMAGINARY AND ANY RESEMBLANCE TO AN ACTUAL PERSON OR CIRCUMSTANCE IS ACCIDENTAL AND COINCIDENTAL.
The events in this story took place recently in England.
Mark and Gary part 6 the end
We went to see Pat the next day.
The little fucker, he said. Can you trust this Alan?. He might be part of a plot.
I think so, I said. I'm pretty sure he was telling the truth.
I will have a word with a couple of detectives I know. If that gold is in his safe, then he will go down for sure. It will all be traceable. But they will need a reason to get a search warrant. I can work on something.
We can go to your house straight from school, and hope that Alan phones. I can check if John is in school. I will phone you if he doesn't turn up, I said.
Alan phoned the next night. Nothing happened today, he said.
Look, we are working on an idea, I said. Can you get here without putting yourself in danger?
John has gone somewhere with his brother, Alan said. I think they may be doing a burglary or something. I know his brother nicked a car yesterday. He picked John up from school in it. He told me and Graham that he didn't want kids with him tonight.
Is there any chance you got the car number or anything, I asked.
It's a BMW three series, black. I don't have the number, but before when he nicked one, he stole a set of plates off another car.
I phoned Pat.
I'll let the detectives know, he said. If anyone reports their plates stolen, they might have something, but people don't normally bother. They have someone checking his house occasionally, but unless we get them something definite, they won't put much effort into that.
Alan arrived, smiling.
Did those boys have a success last night then, I asked.
Yes, sort of, he said, but it was bloody painful. They said I needed stretching. I think I have been punished. Actually, once I got used to it was fantastic. They told me they want me here all day on Sunday. Is that all right?
Only if you aren't going to meet up with John or his cronies, I said. We need you to find out if he is planning anything.
Of course, Alan said.
And don't let those two hurt you too much.
I think they have something nasty planned, but I don't care. I love it, and I just love looking at them. They are beautiful. I love being called a slave too.
What I wanted to tell you, I said, is that we want to try and trap John and his brother into doing something illegal, or to sell him something, so that he has to open his safe. Do you think all that gold jewellery you mentioned will still be in it?
Yes, I'm pretty sure. When he thought the vice squad were going to raid him, I had it hidden in my bedroom. When he phoned me for a fuck, he told me to bring it back. I must have been stupid. He put it in the safe before I got tied up.
Well you know you like that, I said.
If he had a bigger dick, Alan said.
Have you got any ideas how we could con him, I asked?
There was the burglar alarm guy that sold him the master codes, Alan said. He would go for something like that. He might go for buying some stolen gold chains or rings. He says the gold price is going up. He is keeping it all until he thinks it has peaked.
Do you think he remembers that safe code, or would he have it in his phone, or something like that, Gary asked?
Maybe in his phone, Alan said. Don't forget he told us the code when he was in that security office.
Look, if you get any ideas, or half an idea, let us know. Gary said. But there's no way you get involved yourself. That would be too dangerous.
Do you want me to try and nick his phone? Alan said. That might be possible. If I get a chance, I will. How about shoplifting; if he can be set up so that he can nick something that he will need to take home and put in his safe. Maybe somebody could put a camera in his wardrobe to get the combination number. I can climb in his bedroom window, no trouble, anybody can.
Thanks Alan. We can think about all this, I said. But now I have some bad news. The boys are back with the dogs.
Hello Alan, Fred said. Strip now.
Alan just took of all his clothes.
This is a cock ring. It will stop you cumming so much. I'm going to force it on. It will be tight. We've bought you a collar. Put it on. Pass that lead. Clip it on his collar. This leather belt is to pound your arse if you don't do what we tell you. This gag will stop the screams. We are going to start your education tonight with a spit roast. Come here slave.
They dragged him upstairs.
They've got me pretty horny, Gary said. Let's go and watch them for five minutes. Then you can pound my arse.
The next morning I phoned Pat to see if he could find out the dates of birth of John and his family. We know his old safe code, I explained, maybe we can spot a link.
Pat thought his detective friends may be able to help.
I called in on Pat on the way to his house. These are the birth dates of him, his mother and his brother, Pat said. They all have records.
Gary and I looked at the dates. His mother's birthday is 17th August. That's a coincidence, Gary said, and she's fifty four. That gives the code he used 54178.
Well that's definitely a pattern. We have two new codes then, if he uses himself or his brother. 16207 and 24199. It's a chance.
What have you two been scheming, Pat asked?
A robbery with a difference, I said.
You be careful. But if things start to happen, I need as much notice as possible.
I asked Alan to come to Pat's again that night. I had an idea.
Will the boys be there, he asked?
Do you want them to be there, I asked?
Yes please, he said. I'm getting my education.
Don't you mean a sore bum, I asked.
Both, he said.
After Alan arrived, I put a proposition to him.
I can try that, he said. When do you want to do it?
We will have to make sure they go out on a burglary job or something. We need a bit of help to watch his house.
Can you give me any details of boys that he has beaten up or blackmailed?
Or both, Alan said. Yes I can, but they won't like me. I was the one that got them in the shit. If John gets put away, they will be after my blood.
We will have to try and sort that out for you Alan. Give me their names.
We had John and his brother followed. Two of the boys that Alan told us were blackmailed had older brothers with cars.
I phoned Alan. It's all clear, I told him, we will be by John's house at ten. He and his brother are being followed, and they are definitely not in the house.
Alan shinned up the drainpipe, and into John's bedroom. Two minutes later, he threw out a bag. Soon there were two more.
We had a car waiting. We took everything to Pat's.
Did you leave the USB, I asked Alan.
Yes he said.
We had robbed the safe. He had used his brother's date of birth. Alan had put a memory stick showing the whole video of John naked in the security office in his safe before closing it.
We phoned Pat. He came straight round with his boyfriend.
We looked through the bags.
At least twenty grand in cash here, Pat said, and this jewellery must be worth a fortune.
We put the second part of the plan into operation. Simon took the dogs to his home. We took away anything valuable. Pat took everything we took from the safe to the centre.
The next day was a Saturday. We had about ten boys looking out for us now. Alan had decided to give us everything he knew. If they beat me up, I will have to take it, he said. They followed us around, phones at the ready.
Pat said he had sorted out everything as well as he could.
Boys were watching Pat's house. Nothing was happening.
At about eight in the evening, we got a call telling us that John, his brother, Graham, and another older guy had driven away in the BMW.
We turned the lights on in the house, went upstairs, locked the bedroom doors, turned on some music, then got out of the house.
We didn't have to wait long. The BMW appeared. They sat outside for about five minutes. They pulled masks over their faces. All four went around the back of the house with knives and clubs in their hands. As soon as they were out of sight, Pat opened the boot of their car and put all the stolen jewellery and cash in it. Then he unlocked the front door.
We could see the curtains moving in the bedroom.
Four security guards rushed around the back of the house, then two police cars came screaming round the corner and six policemen charged through the front of the house. A few seconds later, a police van arrived.
John and his friends were handcuffed, and brought outside.
Is this your car, one of the police asked John's brother?
Never seen it before, he said.
Then the same policeman opened the boot.
Oh what have we here, he said. It looks like a big wad of cash and probably the proceeds of twenty robberies too.
Everything will be fingerprinted, and DNA tested. You lot are looking at ten years each.
Graham shouted out. I didn't do it. They forced me to come. I am being blackmailed. I didn't do anything. They stole all that stuff.
Take those three away in the van, the policeman said. This one wants to go in my car.
He's a fucking liar, John shouted out. Don't listen to him. Those geysers over there are all thieves. They nicked this stuff. They have stitched us up. You should take them in, not us.
They were all driven away.
You two are evil, Pat said. You have done them over twice now.
He hugged us both.
Pat, I asked, were you worried about us or the dogs?
Just the dogs, he said. Get Simon to bring them back now.
Gary's parents were away again. We phoned Simon, Fred was there too.
We will be right there, they said, fucking brilliant. Is Alan there?
No, I said, he was told to stay out of the way.
I'm phoning him now, Fred said. We are staying the night.
They all arrived together. We told them what had happened.
It was Alan that robbed the safe, I said. He was risking his life doing that. We couldn't have stitched them up without him. Tonight, he chooses what he wants to do with you two. That's only fair.
Come on Alan, tell them what to do. Give them a good fuck.
I want you all to tie me down on the bed, on my back, whip me, and all of you cum inside me, twice. I've brought some gear with me, because I normally tie myself up. Please do it, please. I can't help it, I love being whipped, spanked, tied and fucked until it really hurts.
He got his wish.
THE END
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