This is my second part of Treville. Remember parts1-4 are posted but the author is Stephen.
Plenty of cp and this time some male rape and a bit of sadism. Back to normal in Part 7, cp and sex, plenty of humiliation but nothing nasty
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Treville 6
The Reverend Jackson wasted no time in replacing Jefferson's Instructor. The new instructor was another Brit, but the Rev. had interviewed him for the position some months ago in Atlanta.
Justin Bartholomew was, the Rev. thought, exactly the kind of instructor he needed. JB as he was more commonly called was however a sadist. He enjoyed hurting people, he was also gay, so the opportunities offered at Treville Correctional Facility were a dream come true for him.
"Welcome to Treville School Mr. Bartholomew. I am sorry I didn't take you on after our first interview, but now you are here I am sure Jefferson will become a top division of this school. My senior instructor will show you round and get you settled in."
"Thank you Sir, I am sure that won't take long. I already have your rule book committed to heart."
That piece of information surprised the Rev. and intrigued Kurt. "What kind of man is this new instructor that he should know the rule book by heart?" was his first thought.
Kurt and JB walked across to Jefferson's dormitory picking up the necessary clothing for JB on the way.
Once inside JB said,
"Can we talk while I shower Kurt, I feel pretty grungy after travelling all day and I don't want to waste your time."
"No problem JB, you go ahead and I'll just follow you round.
Kurt was surprised how totally uninhibited Justin was. He stripped completely, grabbed towel and shampoo/gel and walked into the most open of the shower stalls.
"What is the state of play with the Jefferson's Kurt, I hear their last instructor hardly ever used the paddle on them."
"That's right. He started well but then got all soppy about punishing the boys. Paul Marsden is a little bit like that in Franklin, but he has the top division here so he must be doing something right."
"Mmm, that won't happen with me. They will pay dearly if I catch them braking any of the school rules."
JB finished showering and still naked with his towel thrown casually over one shoulder started to walk back to his room. Just then all the Jefferson's came tumbling into the dorm to shower and change for supper.
Kurt called them to attention and introduced JB to them. All twenty-four boys looked directly at his crutch.
JB was not at all worried because he knew what he carried between his legs was awesome. Low slung balls, above average in size, and a cock six or seven inches long after his shower, circumcised and thick, nearly eleven inches hard.
Introductions over JB watched them strip, fold all their clothes and put them away before pulling out clothes for supper and toilet gear for showering.
JB let them enjoy a few minutes in the shower before shouting.
"Last man dressed for supper and stood by his bed will get six of the best."
He was dressed and watching as the boys fell over themselves to make sure they were not last. Williams was last. Williams had been last at everything since arriving at Franklin but Paul knew he tried and very soon stopped punishing him for it. JB was going to show no such leniency in Jefferson. Getting the paddle from behind his door he walked to the end of the dorm where the lockers were.
"I don't believe in allowing any kind of slackness. You will now get a demonstration of what you can expect for being second rate. What's your name boy?"
"Williams Sir."
"Very good Williams, strip, completely."
Stood in the centre of the floor Williams was blushing. It was a long time since he had done this. JB liked the look of the table in the centre of the dorm and ordered Williams up onto it on his back. He detailed two other cadets to take a leg each and pull them back, spreading them wide until Williams arse was at an angle of forty-five degrees. JB had them move him forwards so that his arse was hanging over the end of the table.
Positioning himself to administer the punishment JB told the others to stand at ease positioned to best witness the action. He then stroked Williams's arse gently moving to his balls and base of his cock teasing it to a full erection.
"I like to ensure that punishments are just that. I am sure Mr. Williams will lose that erection when the pain of his paddling bites."
Six of the best delivered with ferocious power had Williams screaming before losing consciousness. A measure of the terror JB struck in the others was that there wasn't one erect penis when he had finished. Williams was carried to his bed and left, the others being ordered to supper.
Kurt said nothing, but wondered if the other extreme to the previous instructor was now in there midst.
Jefferson very quickly realised their new instructor was a monster, he paddled for almost anything. Every night after kit inspection at least half a dozen boys would receive four ferocious strokes of the paddle. Williams invariably received six every day for being the last one at something.
When even JB felt he could no longer paddle Williams he asked Kurt if for humiliation he would be allowed to have cadets wank over another one, explaining that Williams arse was now in such a state that paddling was no longer an option.
Agreement was reached and JB thought about it the next day deciding how to get most pleasure from his action.
Williams as always was last to be ready for supper so JB told him to strip. Before he was naked he had started to cry, he couldn't remember the last time he wasn't in pain. His bottom was completely black with bruising and he was walking badly.
"Please Sir, please don't paddle me again. I am still in so much pain from my punishment beatings. I try so hard all the time, I'm not a slacker Sir."
JB knew what he was going to do in the face of William's pleading.
"Very well Williams. You are excused all punishment until your bruising has gone. Instead I will have to humiliate you for your poor performance. If you do exactly as you are told and your dorm mates concur you can avoid the paddle. Now stand, redress and all of you away to supper. I will deal with Williams when you return."
After supper, with kit inspection complete and for the first time, no paddling JB told Williams to strip naked.
"I want you on the table as you were for your first punishment. Atkins and Harper, hold his legs back and very wide. Sherman and Grant you are to take turns opening up Williams with your fingers. I expect to see at least four fingers inside him before he has completed masturbation.
Williams start playing with yourself and I want you to show us how much sperm you can produce. Lincoln, you can assist Williams by slicking up your hands with spit and working on his balls. Get on with it then."
Every cadet was slack jawed at these instructions. Williams was mortified. It was bad enough to have to jack off in front of his dorm mates but to do so with their fingers up his arse and others playing with his balls was awful.
Sherman and Grant were almost orgasming fingering Williams. When it wasn't black he had a really cute butt. Inside it felt like silk, so soft and smooth. Both were carried away and started to finger him together. They were very gentle as was Lincoln working his balls, in consequence Williams came quickly despite his sobbing.
"Ok, let Williams go everyone and while he scoops up all his cum and eats it I want the remainder of you naked if you have erections."
Of course everyone did and was stripped very quickly. Williams had not moved just lying on the table sobbing.
"I told you to eat your cum Williams, I won't tell you again."
The other cadets all looked on in awe as Williams scooped up his cum and licked it off his hand.
"Well done Williams. We don't want you wasting protein, you obviously need as much as you can get if we are going to improve your performance. In fact, I'm sure your classmates would like to see you consuming lots of extra protein as well. On your bed, your head at its foot. The remainder of you. I want you to pair off two either side of Williams head. Now masturbate and shoot in Williams's mouth. When the first four finish the next four will do the same until you have all planted your sperm inside him.
Williams, you are to open your mouth and take all the sperm fired at you, any that misses your mouth scoop up and lick off your hands. I want you to swallow all of it. If you start to struggle with it I can arrange for some of your fellow cadets to deposit quantities of cum in your other end as well."
Williams sobs were heartrending. It was pitiful to watch how in the space of a week this happy little boy had been almost totally destroyed as a human being.
The final onslaught was when, halfway through the other cadets he could swallow no more cum because the thick creamy teen juice was clogging his throat, so JB ordered cadets to start fucking his arse. Orgasms came thick and fast particularly when Sherman and then Grant fucked him. Tall slim Sherman with the longest cock of all of them long fucked Williams gently and for a long time. He was striking Williams prostate so often that Williams orgasmed several more times. Finally it was all over and Williams was left lying with a pool of cum on his belly and chest and with his face covered in it so that he could hardly see.
JB sent every one off to the showers while he quickly fucked Williams viciously to orgasm leaving him in a terrible state on his bed. An eleven-inch monster reaming him out with no finesse had been traumatic.
The remainder of the cadets spent ages in the shower because JB, for the first time was funning with them.
When the first boy returned to the dorm he screamed. Everybody came running and looked in horror at Williams's bed. He was spasming wildly, almost like an epileptic fit.
Sherman was the first one to react and immediately placed a call to the infirmary.
JB was shocked and his first thought was to try to calm Williams but didn't know how. Second was to clear up all the cum.
As luck would have it Paul Marsden had been in the infirmary with the Rev. Jackson talking about first Aid Training. Sherman was very lucid in his explanation so when Paul and the Rev. Jackson reached the Jefferson dorm they had a syringe of the correct drug to pump into Williams to stop his convulsions.
JB was fast with an explanation that fooled the Rev. Jackson but Paul saw through him and before leaving saw the state of Williams bottom.
"I think it would be a very good idea JB if we persuade Kurt to transfer Williams back to Franklin. The Rev. is a stern disciplinarian but if he sees that boys bottom I think you might be out of here before lunch."
"You fucking queers you are too soft on these delinquents just because they are cute."
"Call me a queer again and I will ask these boys what really went on here tonight. Particularly Williams. Then I think queer might be an epithet attached more readily to you."
JB coloured up realising his mistake. The next morning Kurt told Paul Williams would transfer back to Franklin at lunchtime.
"Paul I sometimes think you are too soft with your Cadets, but this new guy is an animal. We are going to need to watch him. What I did to Regan is mild compared to what JB would do. I really am sorry about Regan, I realise I went too far."
Paul detailed Joe to look after Willy, working on the idea that it would be good therapy for Joe to have someone to look after and good for Williams because he and Joe were the smallest boys in Franklin and bonded well because of it. Coincidental of course they were also the cutest now that Matt was gone.
Franklin continued to dominate as the premier house because the boys always gave that little extra effort for Paul. Jefferson slid back and soon became the bottom house for everything.
After a few weeks Paul thought it was time Kurt understood why. On an afternoon run when JB was off duty and Kurt was with Paul supervising the cross-country he had every cadet stop in a clearing in the woods clear of the camp.
"A little house competition Kurt just for fun. Each house split into two teams. Line up alongside each other and strip to your jockstraps. Swap clothes with your opposite number and half go to the other end of the clearing. You work a relay to deliver your partners clothes to him. When you are all in possession of your own clothes you redress and form as a complete division again."
It was quite a deliberate tactic. Kurt noticed that every cadet in Jefferson had a badly bruised bottom.
"Now you know why Jefferson are bottom of everything Kurt, those boys are in permanent pain. JB is a sadist."
Kurt was shocked, at his most brutal he could not have turned any boy's bottom that colour. Even Joe Regan had not looked that bad after fifteen with the heavy paddle.
Back in camp the Rev. Jackson was shown twenty-four Jefferson Cadets bottoms. Half an hour later JB was on his way home and Paul Marsden was temporarily in charge of two divisions.
The first evening Paul addressed his new charges. Twenty-four cute cadets, Paul would happily have fucked each of them or paddled them. Neither was a possible thanks to JB.
"Jefferson, you know paddling is out of the question until the bruising on your posteriors has gone."
They all laughed at Paul's choice of words.
"Do you mean our butts Mr. Marsden." One wag said.
"That is precisely what I mean. What's your name cadet"
"I'm Sherman Sir."
"Well Mr. Sherman, so that I don't make the same mistake again, you can strip and show me what a butt is."
Twenty-three cadets laughed and one blushed as he started to strip.
Ben stood with just his jockstrap on and Paul realised he had hit pay dirt. The bulge in Sherman's jock was impressive.
"I think naked would be appropriate Mr. Sherman and you can continue my anatomical education into American terminology"
Naked Ben looked impressive. His cock was a very tasty looking five incher, quite thick and uncircumcised. His balls were just in the right proportion to make the whole package look very sexy, hard, Paul thought it would be a monster.
"Ok Sherman turn round and show the remainder of the cadets your posterior."
Paul stroked Ben `s ass and said, "So this is a butt is it?"
Ben blushed. "Yes Sir."
"And what is this called Mr. Sherman."
Paul had run a finger down Ben's crack far enough to touch his pinky.
Ben gulped and said, "That's my ass crack Sir."
Turning Ben round again to face the dorm Paul lifted Ben's cock into the palm of his hand.
"What do you call that Mr. Sherman?"
Ben blushed deeper as he started to grow.
"That's a penis Sir, or a cock, or lots of other names."
"And this."
Paul was using his other hand to lift Ben's ball sac rolling the individual balls round between his fingers and thumb.
The other boys were all sniggering. Paul was smiling so everybody was relaxed.
"My balls Sir."
Paul ran his hand down the inside of one of Ben's thighs and up the other by which time there was a very impressive eight inch cock in his hand. Letting everything go Paul moved to the side and stroked Ben's arse again very suggestively.
"Would you like me to find out what you call other things to do with your sex Mr. Sherman?"
Ben knew Paul's reputation. Good sense of humour, reward and punishment system for his dormitory so he was cheeky
"Yes Sir."
"What would that be?"
"Well Sir there are two things you can do with my cock that would give me pleasure and I could tell you what us American's call them."
Paul started to wank Ben quite gently.
"Would this be one Mr. Sherman?"
"Yes Sir, that's called jacking off."
"Mmm and the other thing involves mouth, tongue and lips does it?"
"Yes Sir."
Paul grinned from ear to ear.
"Well if you think you are getting a blowjob from you instructor Mr. Sherman you are very much mistaken."
With that Paul slapped Ben's bottom playfully and the other cadets all dissolved in laughter.
"Ben, how old are you?"
"I'm nineteen Sir."
"How much longer are you going to be here?"
"Just to the end of term Sir. I am off to college next semester. My parents have forgiven me but want me to finish the term here."
"Very well Ben. I am making you Dorm. Captain, do you understand the responsibilities?"
"Yes Sir."
"Good, pick up your clothes and come with me."
Paul took him to the instructor's room.
"I want you to lie on the bed Ben, spread your leg wide and put your arms behind your head."
Paul pulled up the chair and set it close to the bed so that he could reach Ben's genitals He started to play with him stroking his cock and playing with his balls again. Ben looked pleased but confused.
"Did your old instructor before JB allow you to jack off as a reward Ben at any time?"
"No Sir."
"Well I do Ben provided you are discreet about it."
"If I can get my rocks off Mr. Marsden the word discreet will have been invented just for me."
Paul laughed, he liked this boy.
"Ok, you have been a good sport tonight and Willie tells me that you were very gentle when JB made you fuck him. I like Willie very much Ben so your reward for being gentle with him is that you can jack off here. I will decide whether you get to eat your cum or I do when the time comes."
Ben's eyes were as wide as saucers after that comment.
"Ok Ben, off you go, take your time and enjoy it."
Paul loved the feel of Ben's scrotum as he played with it, and watching that massive dick being jacked Paul knew he was going to eat all the cum that erupted from it. When Ben started to pant prior to ejaculating Paul removed his hand from his cock. Ben almost cried in protest until Paul closed his mouth over the head and slowly swallowed most of it.
"Oh God Sir that is fantastic I'm cumming."
Paul took several powerful jets of cum before having to suck and lick the last of it from Ben's engorged penis.
"Thank you Sir, that was incredible."
"Good, now off you go and make sure no one else does that tonight. I will be in my room in Franklin, but I may do a check later. If any one is jacking, you are the one I will punish, you understand."
"Yes Mr. Marsden and thank you Sir, you're amazing."
Paul was smiling as he walked back to Franklin. He knew he was going to take the risk and have Joe sleep with him tonight. But he would do a wank check on Jefferson before he went to sleep.
All the years of public school where he had never really bonded with another student had made him an easy target for affection so when he cuddled Joe he was in heaven. That night he made long and gentle love to him before cuddling him and both of them sleeping the sleep of angels.
That's it for Chapter 6. Jefferson get another new instructor in 7. He is an awesome disciplinarian who truly understands humiliation and the physical benefits of corporal punishment.
Comments always welcome, particularly on how I rate taking over someone else's story. I know Stephen is pretty amazing, but it is difficult to be objective about my own writing.