More Toys In The Attic part 6

Author: DallasTopBDSM
Title: More Toys In The Attic part 6
Date: 20 November 2011

More Toys in the Attic
A BDSM Tale
Cal’s Turn Part Six
By Leo Devin

17 was slowly taken off the St. Andrews Cross, unbuckling the straps 6 had placed at the wrists, elbows, upper arms, chest, waist, upper thighs, upper calves, and ankles. I placed 17’s hands on my shoulders and helped him off the cross. I removed his hood and kissed him deeply. 17 was walked over to the new sling setup in the dormer and I helped him in it. I put his feet in the stirrups and told him to rest.

Turning to 6 I asked him “has everyone been watered, fed and pissed?” 6 nodded in the affirmative. Since 6 had the least amount of clothing on, I suggested that he follow 5 and I back to the party barn and take food orders for those that are allowed to eat solid food, and run into town and get it. (About ten miles) “You can take my truck, and someone with you if you want, the keys are in it.”

He was given way more cash than he would need and the number of the nearby burger joint and told him “get the same thing for all. Don’t try to take individual orders, they won’t get it right any way, and get about seven extra, just in case. The boys staying up here will not be joining you for dinner, as they have already had theirs, Thanks!” 6 said “no problem” and I reminded him to wash of his forehead before he left.

I removed 5 from his lofty hook, (such a tiny boy, and so good looking) threw him over my shoulder and told 17 “have fun, I’ll be back!” I motioned for 6 to follow and we headed back over to the barn.

About half way over, I stopped and asked 5 “do you want to be released tonight?” He shook his head no so violently that he nearly fell over. I threw him back over my shoulder and we finished our walk to the barn. 6 got the door and I laid 5 down under 9 who was still on the pulley rope.

When 6, (Sean), returned almost three and a half hours later, 12, (Paul) and 14, (Mike), were ready for a change. 6 told them “I’m sorry, I was drafted and I have to make this fast.” He quickly untied the guys just loosening the wraps that went around the boys and the post so he could reuse them and save time. He had to go get burgers for everyone! 6 retied them in the same manner face to face and sprinted off to see his lover. The next time 6 appeared it had only been about forty five minutes.

11(Steve), was signaled to lower the pulley rope, lowering 9 into my arms. 11 came over and removed the pulley rope from 9’s ankle bindings. I laid 9 down and asked 5 “do you want to go back up? (He shook his head yes) ok, shake you head when I get to the right height you want to hang from, just off the floor (no) six feet (no) twelve feet (no) all the way (yes!) ok you asked for it.

Tying the pulley rope to his ankles, he started to grunt. I looked at him and he was showing me his wrists, nodding ok, I tied the rope there instead. I went to the rope cleat and hauled away and 5 shot into the air, and all the way to the top.

11 was still near and I told him” don’t forget about the little one up there! And thanks for helping with 8, you must be Steve” and he said “don’t worry, sir! I won’t, he’s my step brother! Your welcome and I am, how did you know.” I told him.

I checked in with 9 and he told me “Oh Sir! I am fantastic! I am so glad I got to come here. I almost didn’t come because I knew I would just sit in a corner and not get to play, sir. Thank you so mu……” The gag was stuffed in him and well tightened. “Stay put, I still have business to tend to.”

Someone had hooded and gagged 8 while I was gone and he was squirming like mad when I got to him. The hood was just a cloth bag and the gag was a wad of cloth that had been shoved in his mouth over the bag and tied in place with a rope. I removed the gag and hood.

He was surprised, but relived to see me. “What is the matter!?” He was silent awhile then I noticed his piss hard on. I burst out laughing and asked “Who gagged you?” He said “I don’t know they snuck up behind me!” I said “You must have been asking for a piss bucket” and he nodded yes. I asked him “How long ago?” He said “Ten minutes after you left. I had to go when you pointed to me to yell, but I just couldn’t say anything after the thing with the 'boy'.

The cuffs came off the hook and I told him “Hold yourself if you need to, I am carrying you out the back door and then you can let go.” Picking him up in my arms, I carried him out. As soon as I set him down he was spraying the grass better than the sprinkler system did.

“Can you stay here in the barn tonight or has this whole thing gotten the guys after you. Do you think they will jump you in the middle of the night and do something to you?”

His eyes got so big at the thought that I knew this hadn’t even occurred to him. (Justin really was a little slow and he acted the age he looked which was17. He is actually a year away from 30. I was going to have to protect this one.)

I told him “Tell you what, you will have to sleep on the floor and you will have to bottom and stay bound all night but if that is ok with you, you can stay in the dungeon tonight.” He couldn’t thank me enough for saving him from the number boys. He didn’t leave my side the rest of the time I was in the barn.

6 had gotten back ‘in touch’ with 7 despite 7’s current chaste state, and was just now getting around to counting heads for dinner. 11 was throwing things up at 5 (so that‘s why he wanted to be way up there!), 2 and 3 were in a corner making out. 4 was still beating the hell out of 15. 12 and 14 (Mike and Paul, who we have not met yet) are still tied to the center post wrapped around each other, only now, front together.

8 and 9 were in tow, with 16, 17, and the 'boy' in the dungeon. I walked over to 9, with 8 in close proximity. I told 9 “8 is going to carry you to the house for me!” I put him over 8’s shoulder and he carried him back to the house. The weather had turned out warm for this early in the spring but it was welcomed. The winter had been unusually cold this year. Maybe a bunch of the number boys would stay and enjoy the pool.

“Follow me,” (which I had as much need to do as you would have to tell a puppy to follow you) and went to turn the heater on in the pool. It would be warm enough in a few hours.

(I had a heavy duty heater installed and three, thousand gallon propane tanks burried for fuel on the property, so I could heat the house, barn, and the pools thirty five thousand gallons fast and the water wasn‘t that cold to start with) I led the way up to the dungeon, but I took 9 away from 8 at the foot of the stairs.

Disclaimer: The following is not based on any medical research. This is fiction and in no way should be used as a guide for handling previously abused persons. I am not trained to deal with these circumstances and do not know if I handled it properly or not. I do not need to know the proper way to have handled it. I started this story with only Tom, Cal and myself as the only characters.

9 was laid down and he will be fine where he is, while I see to 8. I take 8 back outside to talk to him. We discussed his level of play and how much experience he has had. He surprised me with his history. He had been through a lot in almost thirty years. He’d had abusive parents and from one abusive lover to another. He was into BDSM because that is all he had ever known.

He told me of the years of therapy and how topping helps him get through some of the bad times. He told me that most of the guys think he’s a top because of his age and because a lot of guys think it’s cool to be topped by a kid, He knew how young he looked, and he goes along with all this because it does help him. He really does enjoy bottoming as long as nobody makes him do things he doesn’t want to.

He listed the things he likes to have done to him. He loves to be bound, fucked, made to suck, likes pain such as, from balls being pulled and squeezed and his tits played with and tortured. He doesn’t like to be hit or punched in any way, and he hates when people make fun of him or calls him names. He covered a lot more but that was the gist of it all. (This explained a lot about the way he acted in the barn)

8 followed me back upstairs and I took him to the cross, he looked at me with that big smile! I had to kiss him and I told him to kneel and I fastened a gag and blindfold on him. I gave him earplugs and helped him up on the cross, cock side out. I strapped him in as 6 had done to 17, with straps at every joint from wrists to ankles.

One end of a cord was tied to his balls, the other to the eyelet under them on the standing ledge and placed the clamps with the eyelets on his nipples. the clamps were tied to the PA in the head of his cock. (I had noticed that quite a few of the number boys had genital piercing.)

Now for the moment I have been waiting for, getting 9 settled in. The main reason I had taken him back to the barn, was to show the other guys that he could be played with, the other was to give him a chance to tell me his arms were hurting. They might not be now, but they will be shortly.

Removing his gag and rope blindfold I asked “how are your arms doing in the bondage sleeve?” He said “I’m doing fine, I could st…” I put the gag back and said sternly, “I just asked how your arms were, you said fine.

If you want to be a good bottom, don’t speak unless you are spoken to and only give the answer that is asked of you. Do you understand?” and removed the gag. He said “Yes Sir, I wa….” gag back in. I repeated “only give the answer that is asked of you. Do you understand?” gag out. He only said “yes sir.”

“Are you having any problems anywhere?” 9- “No Sir.” I said “good boy! That might just be one of the reasons no one plays with you, it certainly isn‘t your looks!” He started to say something but when he saw me about to put the gag back in, he stopped.

“Good boy! See, you can do it. But you are really going to have to try hard to remember, only when asked a question or when a reply is obviously needed. You are smart enough to figure that out!” and before I could stop it he blurted out a “Thank you Sir!” I put the gag back in and buckled it, shaking my finger at him.

To 17, “16 as been waiting so patiently and I really do need to go back to the barn and deal with 7. If you would change his position, I would be most grateful. Keep an eye on the 'boy' and 9 and play with them some too, but I think 8 will be fine for quite some time.

I need to work on 9’s bottom manners and I just don’t have time now. Let him think about what just happened and maybe he will catch on. I’ll be back as soon as I can. I didn’t mean for this session to get so complicated. “

“When the cat comes out of the bag tomorrow morning, things will settle down and most of the number boys will have gone. I have invited 6, 7, 11, and 8 to stay longer and I would like to have a little more time with 16.

As long as the 'boy' (pointing at him) is deaf, dumb and blind, you are ‘Junior Top’ I have 7 as the ‘senior bottom’ in the barn and he and 11 and 6 are backing one another. 8 has some major problems and what ever you do don’t belittle or hit him. Back soon!” and planted a big kiss while I grabbed his cock and balls.

When I got to the barn 7 was kneeling in the corner by the office. 6 must have replaced the blindfold and re-locked his ankles and wrists. Everything else was as I had left him. Approaching him as quietly as I could, he could still tell someone was near. I checked to make sure his wrist were not connected to his ankles and stood in front of him. Holding his head with both hands, I pulled him to his feet.

I reached down and untied the loop in the cord holding the ball weight and let it drop. This told him it was me, but to confirm this I said to him “you have been very good. I regret having taken so long in returning. I see that you have been put away for me. Do I have 6 to thank for that” and 7 nodded yes. “Did he tell you that I sent him for food?” again I got a nod. “Good. I am going to put the ball weight in your hand and walk you some. You look a little stiff.”

Taking the leash from around his shoulders, I walked him over to 11. I told 11 and 7 “Thank you for doing more than your fair share of the duties around here. I would like for you, 11, and 5 to stick around after the others have gone. About half are staying and the pool should be heated soon. I only plan on keeping up the ‘slave trader’ pretence with the 'boy' until tomorrow morning.”

“Get all the boys that helped gathered here at nine am with either shorts or jeans on and nothing else, except the collars, if they need or want to keep them on. I will leave that up to the individuals. 7, will you fill 6 in on these plans later tonight?” Nod “Ok then guys, you are doing a great job and I really appreciate the help.

I will keep a boy or two with me upstairs and send them down here about eight thirty so they can be with everyone else for the ‘unveiling’.” 11 said “you mean we get to see you tell him it’s all been a sham!?” I told him “Yep, it’s the least I could do for all the guys that helped!”

“And one other thing, Justin is a good guy. I don’t know if you guys know it but he has really been through some tough times. He has good reasons for his behavior that I am not at liberty to go into. It was a huge mistake of circumstance on my part that I happened to point to him to do the screaming in the fake whipping. Now tell me what you know about 9, Cody.”

“Do you know anything about him 7?” Shake of head no. I looked at 11. He told me all he knew which was enough for me to continue my plans on teaching 9 how to act as a bottom. 9 was into the bondage and S&M but had never been in an actual scene. He and another guy, always one on one, would simply do things to each other. “Thank you for the info. That explains a lot of things. Now, this is what I am doing later tonight.”

“I am going to train 9 to be a bottom, well, to act like a bottom. I have barely started but I am going to drill into his head that he should stop talking so much when he is in any submissive situation. It would help if you guys would reinforce this training when ever possible. Don’t let him get away with his verbal diarrhea, keep a gag with you any time you are around him and gag him when ever and every time he starts. “

“I want you to play with him more. The more you do, the better it will get. Part of his problem is that he is always left to himself and all this stuff builds up inside and he has to let his frustrations out somewhere. After all, he’s gorgeous!” They both agreed that he was great looking and 11 told me “That is the reason all right. No one wants to go near him because he won’t shut up.”

“I see your point, Sir, it had never occurred to me that if I just got through the negotiation, I could shut him up with a gag! Thanks for the advice and we, and I think I speak for all the guys, will be in YOUR debit if you can train him!” 7 was vigorously agreeing and I told them “I am planning on taking Toms’, I mean 10’s, no…. 17’s cock box off and putting it on 9 and that will reinforce quite effectively.”

“When I am finished with 9, I will send him down here with it still attached and the remote so one of you or 6, can further train him. I want you to be honest in pushing the buttons and no more than the third level. If I find out otherwise, you will be getting the box at full power! Do I make myself clear!?” They both nodded yes. I let 11 resume his dungeon monitoring, and walked away with 7.

6 had gotten back with the burgers and was untying 12 and 14, 6 told the boys that he would be laying them down in a sixty nine position and to get into that position as soon as they were able. Once in the position 6 deftly had them secured where each cock was in a mouth, a wrap around the ass and head keeping them in.

Arms to legs, legs to arms, wraps around everything. 6 told them that he might not be back, period. They both started to squirm and try to protest but before they could get to excited he told them that 7 would be checking on them! 6 left to pass the food out.

The food had arrived at some time while we were talking and I remove 7’s head harness, gag and unlock his wrists. I tell him “I am leaving 6 in charge of you and I want you to tell him that. I have to get back to the house. Make sure you tell all the guys what we talked about. Do you have anything to add to that conversation?” He didn’t but thanked me for trying to improve 9, and appreciated knowing about 8.

He told me “I didn’t know he had problems or I wouldn’t have put him in charge.” I said “NO, you miss understood. He was fine in charge, the problem was with the impromptu scene with the whip, that was the problem!” and he said “oh, ok… I see now.” I said “make sure that Steve and Sean know that too. I freaked Justin out, brought up painful memories” He told me that he would and we agreed to keep all of Justin’s problems to ourselves, 11 and 6 included.

Walking out, I noticed that 5 was still at the top of the barn and 12 and 14 had been mysteriously re-tied in a sixty nine position lying on the ground. 11 had joined 15 and 4, and was getting both boys bound. I saw 2 and 3 in a corner sleeping in each others arms. 6 was distributing some of the burgers and 7 joined in helping to deliver the rest. There was a ‘free’ soda machine in the office that everyone was welcome to. Back to the house and I got myself something I didn’t have to cook for dinner and went upstairs.

When I returned to the attic, 17 had moved 16 to the post and had him spread eagle against it, arms and legs pulled back, forced to stand on tiptoe. I couldn’t see his front but that was the first position I had put Tom in when he had his first session. I need to thank him for the reminder and ask him about the innuendo.

I noticed that the 'boy' had also been moved and played with. He was hooked up to the electric box wired to a plug in his ass. His cock jerked with each pulse.

The cross was still occupied by 8, minus the tit clamps and gag. He was smiling as big as ever. I went to Tom, um 17, and asked him “would you part with the cock box for the evening?” He replied a little to quickly, “Yes” I took the lock off and unbuckled it. I checked the underside of Tom…17’s cock to see if there had been any adverse affects from it’s pleasures, there were not.

I took the device to the dresser/work table and opened the box up. It took a screw driver and a wrench to get the thing open to change batteries or change settings. The settings were lowered to level two and the box closed back up. The same setting change had to be made on the remote.

Once done, I installed the device on 9, locking it on tight. Standing 9 up I untied the cord on the ring holding his arms down, and attached the ring to the hoist. I slowly raised the hoist bringing 9’s wrists up and forcing him to bend at the waist and put his head down I pulled the hoist up enough to keep 9 from falling over. Picking him up by his waist I moved his feet to where he could stay balanced under the hoist with some more raising of his arms. I removed his gag and told him ‘tell me when it starts to hurt!”

I had a free finger on the 1 button and slowly raised the hoist with the other until he said “it’s starting to hurt.” I said “you are going to be trained not to speak out of turn.” he started to reply and I hit the button. 9 yelped and jerked his arm painfully. He started to say something again. Push, pain, yelp, jerk, pain. “I did not ask you a question”. Quiet. “Good boy! Now do you understand what will happen if you speak out of turn?” Nothing. Push, pain, yelp, jerk, pain.

“I asked a question. That requires an answer, I’ll repeat, do you understand what will happen if you speak out of turn?” Quickly this time, “yes sir!” “Good boy, did you also learn what will happen if you don’t answer a question?” “Yes sir!” I drilled him for about thirty minutes, having to work up to the level 3 button, until I noticed tear drops on the floor. I asked my last question then. “Are you arms bothering you now?” “Sir! Yes Sir!”

“Good boy” and I lowered the hoist, letting him lean on me until he could stand upright. I unhooked 9 and laid him on his stomach. The sleeve came off as quickly as possible and I began to gently massage his arms and flex them for him. “You have permission to speak freely now and I know that wasn‘t fair. You were tricked a lot of times and made you hurt yourself, but life isn‘t fair and you do want to be a great bottom, don‘t you?.” He told me that he did with very few words, and a smile.

Glancing over at the sling, I saw it was vacant and 17 was on the bed looking at all the young meat available. I told 9 to stay put and work the kinks out of his arms and 17 or myself would be back to secure him in another position Going over to 17, I sat next to him. It felt as if I had just put all the kids to bed but one, and he was giving me a hard time about it. It gave me the shivers.

Tom, not 17, pulled me back against him and held me a moment. “I am tired of running back and forth.” He got up and pushed me back on the bed, told me not to move, and started taking my boots off. He undid my belt and unlaced the chaps, pulling them off. He removed my harness telling me I was not going back tonight. That he would go if needed.

The phone connection had been made and there was no need. We had the 'boy' here and plenty of playthings. I just lay there until he rolled me over and straightened me up on the bed. He climbed on top of me and began massaging my back. He gave me a full back and leg rub then rolled me over and did the front. I must have fallen asleep. Tom finished giving me my rub, continuing even after I fell asleep.

He carefully got up and went to 9, blindfolded him and strung him up by the rope bindings still on his legs. He chained his arms to wall studs on either side, making and inverted‘t’ out of him. Nipple clamps were added and tied to the head of his hard cock. 9 was a very happy boy. 17 came back and lay down with me.

To be continued!
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