The Life of Lewis
Copyright© 2021 by Lewis Lucas
Chapter 1: Payback Time
Pedo Sex Story: Chapter 1: Payback Time - Lewis is 15 and decides to get a Saturday job. Finding one in a Video hire shop helping Mike the manager, he finds himself earning a bit extra every week by having some interesting fitness tests followed by some relaxation including sex lessons and experiences which he thoroughly enjoys.
Caution: This Pedo Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/Fa Ma/Ma Ma/mt mt/mt Teenagers Coercion Consensual Rape Gay BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Incest Torture Anal Sex First Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Doctor/Nurse Teacher/Student
The door flew open, the force pushing John Kikham backwards. As he fell onto the hall floor, Andrew jumped on him and held him down. Mitch jumped on his legs and held them. Sitting astride him, Mike tied a blindfold around his head.
Cliff came in then with the surgical bag and a few other bits, closing the door behind him. Andrew and Mitch took their masks off and rolled John over onto his front, then Cliff tied his hands and then his feet together with some rope, before the two men carried him through into the lounge.
When John had started to shout, Andrew shut him up by telling him that he was the uncle of one of Johns victims and if he didn’t keep quiet, he’d take great delight in putting his balls on a brick and hitting them with a hammer over and over again. It worked.
They stood him in front of the armchair. ‘You’re standing where your last three victims stood,’ Cliff told him. ‘But now it’s your turn.’ He undid his trousers and pulled them and his shorts down. When he started to protest, Andrew reached between his legs and took a firm hold of his balls.
‘Have you forgotten my warning?’ he said in his most ferocious voice. John went quiet immediately. Cliff undid his wrists, then they sat him down. Leaning him back, Cliff pulled his top things off, then tied his hands by taking the rope from one wrist, around the back of the chair and tying it to the other wrist.
Next, he tied a rope around the back of the chair, just below his rib cage. Then a rope round his neck down the back of the chair to the other ropes. Cliff untied his legs, then took his shoes, trousers and shorts right off. Andrew pulled one leg up onto one arm of the chair whilst Mitch did the same to the other one.
As he tied them into position, Cliff said, ‘Do you recognise the position. I hope you’re feeling as scared as your victims were?’ ‘I never meant to hurt them.’ John whinged. ‘Don’t lie,’ Cliff said, ‘You plotted and planned everything you did, and enjoyed it, despite their obvious suffering.’
‘They found a bucket in the kitchen and Cliff fitted the tube to John’s cock, the pipe running sideways into the bucket so that his cock was out of the way of his balls. Once he was all trussed up, Cliff went round behind out of Johns view.
Andrew and Mitch put their masks back on, then pulled Johns off. Before he could react and close his eyes, Andrew had taken a photo of him. ‘See,’ Cliff said from behind, ‘We’re only doing what you did, so you should be enjoying it so far.’
Andrew showed him the brush handle. ‘This is the same diameter as your cock when it’s hard.’ He told him. ‘You raped six boys that we know about. So, I’m going to shove this up your bum twice for each boy. We estimate that your cock is nine inches long when erect, so the pole will go up you nine inches.’
‘This pole is a smaller diameter,’ he showed it to John. ‘As you can see it has a fine sandpaper stuck around it. That will scratch your insides badly, so you’ll experience the pain that your victims felt when you filled all their scratches with your cum.’
‘That one will do a lot of damage to your insides, so it will only go up you once for each boy.’ In total, you have eighteen to look forward to. When you feel each one going in you, as you scream in pain, think of your victims. You will feel one of each now, then we will give you a chance to reduce the numbers.’
Andrew had passed the poles back to Cliff who had rubbed some oil over the ends without being seen. He passed the thick one back and as it was rammed up into John’s bum, he screamed in pain and started crying and begging for mercy. Andrew took a photo of the pole sticking out of his bum, then pulled it out.
They waited a few minutes, then Cliff passed the smaller pole over. That was pushed up slowly, then rotated and pulled out again. As that scratched the insides of Johns bowel, the pain was even worse, and now he was screaming and crying with the pain constantly.
‘Two down, sixteen to go.’ Andrew told him. ‘Now, I have here three letters for you to sign. One is from you to your supervisor at the hospital pharmacy admitting that you stole some drugs and used them to rape a number of boys. You say that you are overcome with guilt and resign from your job effective immediately.’
‘One is to the railway, saying that you have been caught raping a number of boys and do not feel it appropriate that you continue any further association with the railway. It says that you will be moving away and they will not see or hear from you again.’
‘The third letter is a confession addressed to the police. It sets out what you did and where. If you sign all three, you will be reprieved two rough and three plain poles.’
‘Of those letters, the first two will be handed over to your employer and the railway directors. Your confession would be held for two weeks to enable you to leave the area for good. If you do so, the police will never receive it.’
‘Only if you sign them all will you be given more options to reduce your pain. Each time you refuse, you will get an extra pole added to your total. Do you agree to sign?’ ‘No.’ John refused, finding a bit of spirit. ‘Pass me the plain pole please.’ Andrew asked. As John saw it appear from behind him, he had a sudden change of heart.
‘Yes, yes, I’ll sign, I’ll sign,’ he said desperately. Cliff undid his right hand and a clipboard with the letters on was held for him to sign. He signed all three, then his hand was tied up once more. ‘Now read this out aloud and we’ll reprieve you another one pole.’ Andrew told him.
He held a card in front of him. Mitch filmed a video as John read out, his name and address, admitted what he’d done and said he had resigned from his job and from the railway. ‘Now you’re showing sense.’ Andrew told him, ‘That gets you a reprieve of a plain pole.’
So far you have been reprieved four plain poles and two rough ones. With the first two you experienced, that leaves you seven plain ones and three rough ones to go. The next reprieve you can earn, is to give us all the information we need so that we can contact all of your victims so that they can be offered counselling.’
‘We also want all the photo’s you took. We have Grahams copies, so we’ll know if you try to hide any. If you do, there’ll be no further reprieves. We’ll need a name and a way of contacting them, like an address or phone number.’
‘Provide all of that and we’ll reprieve you another four plain poles and two rough poles. But unless you provide details for them all, you get nothing.’ ‘But I can’t remember all that.’ he said sounding panicky. ‘If it’s not in your head, I’m sure you’ll have a record of it somewhere, Andrew told him.’
‘If you need your phone or your computer, we can get it for you.’ ‘It’s all on my computer in the front bedroom.’ he said. Cliff nodded to Mitch and he went upstairs. ‘Whilst we’re waiting,’ Cliff asked, still out of sight behind him, ‘I’m interested to know why you ever shared your pictures with Graham in the first place. If you hadn’t, no one would have known anything about what you did.’
‘We were pals in Leeds at secondary school,’ John told them. ‘In our last year at school we experimented with each other. After we’d been up each other’s bums, we decided to film ourselves doing everything that we’d done, so that we could enjoying looking at the videos in the future.’
‘Graham put them on our computers and told me he had programmed it so that if either of us added anything to the file, it would automatically share it with the other one. When we left school and started working, we brought a young boy from work to my flat.’
‘Graham filmed me raping him, and then I filmed Graham raping him. After that Graham took an interest in girls and lost interest in playing with me, so we drifted apart. I moved away and ended up working in Huddersfield where I met a girl and got married.’
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