THE TREATMENT part 2

Author: masohotlthrsm
Title: THE TREATMENT part 2
Date: 02 December 2012

Tim's interrogation continues ‘GLOOOOOOOOOO!’

Henry and Lee exchanged grins of sadistic pleasure as they watched its struggles and heard the long, bubbling wail of anguish from the pinioned man. Captain B crooked a finger and whispered in Lee’s ear as Henry picked up the old-fashioned brass hand pump attached to the other end of the hose and fitted it over the side of a bucket.
‘You want to fill the bitch the first time, man?’ He asked.

Lee rubbed the thick ridge of his cock, barely contained by the bulging pouch of his thong. The tightness of the thin material showed every ridge and line of his erect penis, the glans marked by a darker oval of wetness staining the taut fabric. ‘Nah, I’m ready to fill this cunt at the other end first.’

The little byplay between Lee and the captain hadn’t been seen by it . Captain B nodded his approval and walked over to one of the plastic chairs. He settled himself comfortably, crossing his legs and taking time lighting his cigarette. ‘Now then, let’s see how well you can entertain my men while they start work, it’s head twisted from side to side as it tried to watch what all three men were doing and also pay some attention to the captain’s mocking words.

As he moved closer to the bench, the big, heavily muscled thug hooked his fingers into the waistband of his thong and pulled it down with one easy movement. He grinned and wrapped his fingers round his cock, stroking it so sh could see the size and thickness and how the engorged veins stood out down the length of the black shaft. He used the other hand to touch the plum-sized helmet, circling one finger round the slit before spreading the oily seepage across the smooth purple dome so it gleamed under the lights. He traced the finger round the prominent flange, playing with himself as he brought his cock to full, curving hardness. He moved so close that his shins brushed it’s outstretched arms, the nine inch shaft bobbing close to it’s head as he moved. Lee resolved it’s problem of where to look by straddling it’s shoulders and reaching down to grab its ears.

‘Time for you to taste a real big man...Goin’ need to work that tongue real hard if you want to give yourself enough room to scream!’

He crouched, bending at the knees to lean over it so he could watch his face. He tightened the grip on it’s ears, pulling up slowly with full strength; forcing it to bend its head up and forwards-- aiming it toward the thick curving shaft of his cock -- pushing his gleaming cock head through the wet, open circle of its gagged mouth.

‘GOH! Goo gan’t...GOOOH! GAAAA...Gmmmm...hmmmm!’

‘Oh yeah...that’s right lick my cock,’ Lee crowed as he felt its tongue wriggling and flexing against the sensitive underside of his glans as it tried to resist the invader slowly filling its mouth. Lee shuffled his feet and, with the head of his penis lodged in the ring of the gag, lifted his hands forcing it to bend its neck to so its head lifted towards his groin. ‘Better suck or suffocate!’ he said.
The three men laughed as Lee’s groan of pleasure was drowned out by a sudden increase in the wet, inarticulate noises it was making when his penis slid deeper into the wet, slippery confines of its mouth. Grinning and looking round at the other two men, Lee kept pulling its ears, forcing himself deeper until the head of his nine inch cock was in its throat. A moment’s pause then he let its head sink back until almost the entire slippery shaft was visible before pulling its head towards him once more. Lee shuffled his feet, crouching a little more as he picked up the rhythm he wanted.

Captain B tapped ash from his cigarette and leaned forwards, his breathing faster and a gleaming sheen of sweat showing on his forehead as he stared at the brutal face-fucking it was being forced to endure. He loved this part of an interrogation session, watching his men fucking a man as the torture began. This one was a real pleasure to watch; the way its lips were stretched round the plastic ring, cheeks distorted by the nylon strap, the sticky wetness dribbling from the corners of its mouth as the gleaming cock slid in and out like some obscene piston. Not forgetting the way its head and neck were framed by Lee’s thickly-muscled thighs and how his balls rolled and bumped across the skin of its neck with each long stroke.

He smiled to himself as he watched his assistant enjoying himself; the bastard would fuck anything, woman or man, but useful...very useful. Besides, letting the men have their fun early on was only sensible. But he was good too...a series of long, deep strokes as he rocked its head forwards and back and then... Then, just where its frantic convulsions showed it was beginning to suffocate and was on the brink of passing out, he would let its head fall back until just the helmet was inside the ring and Lee would hold himself there, grunting with pleasure as its efforts to get just a little air into its lungs meant its tongue flickered and licked the sensitive head wonderfully. That’ll soften it up nicely, the captain thought.

There was no way it could avoid the man’s probing cock. it even began to anticipate his movements so as to reduce the pain in its ears. At his side, Captain B noticed the beginning of this enforced co-operation and flicked a commanding glance to where Henry waited, hands on the handle of the pump and one foot on the metal floor plate to keep in steady in the bucket. The captain pointed at the vee of its body where the red rubber hose emerged from between his clenched buttocks and a finger dipped in unmistakable command...

Henry took a deep breath and the big muscles of his shoulders and upper arms bunched as he slowly thrust the handle downwards. Astride its shoulders Lee gasped with pleasure. Its head was forwards so its mouth and throat were filled with thick black cock, when the first jet of cold water was forced into its rectum. Mucus dribbled and oozed from its mouth and its tongue wriggled desperately, squirming against the underside of his cock as it convulsed in a spasm of sudden, cramping pain. Realizing that it was on the brink of choking he pulled back, studying its terrified expression as it felt the second jet of water surging deep inside its colon

Still determined to hold out, it tried to ride the increasing pain and pressure as Henry’s arms rose and fell in a slow, deliberate rhythm. The cramps got worse and worse, but it was not until the first bucket was almost empty that the pain turned to agony and it began to scream and cry aloud in earnest.

The added sensation and vibration from its voice on his cock were just too much, finally pushing Lee over the edge. His hips jerked and Captain B smiled in satisfaction as he saw the tell-tale clenching of the big man’s buttocks and the sudden, pistoning movements of his hips as he came. Knowing that the captain liked to see a victim take it in the face, Lee used one hand to pull his cock free so he could aim the last sticky drops over its eyes and lips. Then, to add to its distress he deliberately pushed the head of his now-softening cock back into the slimy black circle of its gagged mouth and waited for the next jet of water to be squirted deep into its body.

Henry’s arms pushed down and it screamed again, bathing Lee’s cock in a spray of liquid and warm, exhaled air, tongue wriggling against the sensitive rim. A minute later the noises turned to choking gasps as Lee released his grip on its ears and stepped away from its body. Unsupported, its head flopped down and backwards so it was left staring back at the ceiling and the white, blinding glare of that carefully positioned spotlight.

its head thrashed from side to side violently as it tried to rid itself of the mixture of cum and saliva filling its mouth.

There was a pause, but it heard the clatter of buckets and knew that its torture had barely begun...the pause was not to let it rest but just to allow its tormentor to put the pump into a new, full bucket of water. It screamed as yet more water was forced inside its colon. its muscles were shivering continuously but there was no respite- just escalating pressure & cramps until the second bucket was empty- its colon was now just a bloated tube that kept cramping- every cramp made its stretched guts scream like they were being ripped out.

Captain B raised a finger and Henry straightened up. He smacked the taut, gleaming dome of flesh with a sound like a shot. ‘Looks like you about to pop...now, got anything to say for the Captain here?’ it bubbled and Henry slapped its swollen abdomen again, two hard, powerful blows that made its whole body writhe and strain against the ropes. ‘Asked you a question, cunt...well?’

‘Glaaaarrrrgggh...Glo... Goant glo ennyfin...pleeeg...pleeeg... PLEEG!’

He was about to hit it again when the captain tapped the ash from his second cigarette and waved Henry away.

‘Tim,’ his voice dripped sincerity and concern as he leaned over it. His left hand stroked the mound of its belly, fingers sliding over the slick, sweaty skin until he was touching its chest. ‘We don’t need to go on with this do we?’ His thumb rubbed the jutting stub of its nipple--- he saw the tip harden and a knowing half-smile showed for a moment on his face. Now his thumb moved steadily; rolling the peak to and fro until it was fully erect. ‘All you have to do is tell me what I want to know...and then we can let you rest...otherwise...’
His right hand moved gently so his cigarette brushed across the engorged nipple. There was a tiny ‘psssss’ of sound as the red hot tip seared the moist flesh; a moment’s total silence then...

‘GAAAAAAAH!’

He took another long pull, bringing the cigarette back to glowing heat. Casually flicking the ash from the tip he touched it to its nipple again. Another bubbling scream was torn from it and Captain B watched with interest as it surged up, fighting against the ropes holding it splayed open across the bench. ‘It’s no use doing that Tim...my men know how to tie knots...Just tell me the names...’ He didn’t give it time to even attempt to answer. His thumbnails pinched the engorged nipple again pressing hard so it surged up in another spasm of agony as he rubbed the raw, weeping tip.

‘Henry,’ Captain B looked up when Tim’s scream had finished in a series of wet, choking noises. ‘You haven’t had a chance to show it how much you enjoy your work,’ he said. There was a slither of sound and it stared over the swell of its abdomen in horror as it saw the now-naked and grinning figure of Henry moving back to stand between its legs. He was even larger than Lee, heavily muscled but carrying more weight than his friend. His cock was fully erect and curving up so hard from a tightly curled matt of wire that the head brushed the swell of his stomach with each step.

The Captain looked up and nodded to his men. Lee moved to stand beside it while Henry reached between its thighs and gripped the protruding end of the nozzle. Tim’s body heaved and jerked and his eyes bulged wide as Henry twisted his wrist as he slowly pulled the rubber nozzle out of his anus

Even though Henry was heavier and taller than Lee, his penis was shorter; shorter but much, much thicker. it stared at the stiff, blunt spike of flesh, unable to look away--it was able to see every clinical detail; the network of prominent raised veins, the massive bulbous head with the slit already seeping fluid and the heavy pouch of his testicles tight against his body. it could even see the oily, whitish cream smeared round the shaft under the rim of the shiny purplish dome, the traces of cum left from where he’d fucked the boy earlier on.

‘GLOOOOOOOOOO! Gaaah...ga-aaah...Gah...Gah...Gah...Gah! Glaaaaaahh!’

it screamed wildly as Henry bent his knees and forced his thick cock into its body. Bent back with its colon in continuous agony, it felt as if a blunt skewer was being forced into its body. Every tiny movement brought fresh pain and more cramping spasms. The distorted cries turned into a rhythmic, bubbling chant of agony as Henry rested his hands on the taut mound of its belly and began ramming his cock in and out, being deliberately hard and slow with each stroke to create the maximum extra agony for the pinioned creature.

Captain B let his assistant enjoy the experience of fucking for a few minutes while he continued to add to his victim’s pain by touching the end of his cigarette repeatedly and delicately round the rim of its aureole to create a circle of pinpoint burns with the raw tip of its nipple as the center. ‘Nothing to tell me yet, ...that’s only the first half of the decoration...time to start on the other side he reached brought the stub of his cigarette across to hold it near hits skin so it could feel the heat. ‘Outside first this time, I think that wi...
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He was interrupted by Henry’s grunts and groans of pleasure as the tightness and pressure of its hole gripping his cock and its mad, bucking movements pushed him over the bring and he arched back, hips forward as he came long and hard in a series of sharp, jerking thrusts that actually jolted the bench a few inches along the floor.

He stared at Henry as the big man pulled himself free and stood up, his softening cock still leaking, the shaft wet and glistening with a mixture of water and body fluids. The captain saw from its lack of reaction that it was on the brink of passing out, threw the stub of his cigarette on the floor and stood up. The captain grabbed its head and shook its head slowly from side to side until it opened its eyes. it moaned the sound bubbling wetly from the pink-lined circle of its mouth, as the three of them watched.. Before it could gather the breath to scream, Henry leaned over and was pressing down on its swollen belly with both hands. ‘Talk to me Tim... Think hard...and save yourself from more of this unpleasantness.’

‘Glaaaaaaaaaaaah...pleeeeg...pleeeeg...GLAAAAAAAAAH!’

it bubbled and squealed madly as the heavily muscled thug grinned and continued to force the water from its body in a series of squirting jets. Finally, he straightened up and looked towards the captain, waiting for the next order

The captain slapped its face three times. ‘Two seconds to tell me something otherwise they put the pipe back in and we start all over again...and again.’ He stroked the raw tip of its nipple with one finger of his other hand. ‘Of course these come first...remember the boy and the cane...?’ He chuckled as Tim shivered and wriggled, its eyes staring wide in horror.

It was when he started scraping his nails across the raw burns round the peak of its chest that it all became too much. Tears streamed from Tim ’s eyes; it fought and writhed against the ropes trying desperately to talk.

A combination of exhaustion, pain and the effects of the ring gag made it impossible to understand what it was saying. A frantic babble of sounds and noises spewed from its gaping mouth in a spray of saliva. Captain B leaned forward, listened in growing frustration for a few moments then let its head fall back to hit the end of the bench with a dull ‘thonk’. He walked over to the table at the other end of the room and wiped his hands on a towel.

‘One of you get that fucking gag off it...I think it’s trying to say something but it’s not clear.’ He went back to stand over it as Lee knelt to fumble with the straps behind its head. Staring into its pain-filled eyes he gripped its left nipple and squeezed until it screamed. ‘You’d better have something to tell me otherwise...’ His fingers dug into its flesh even harder and he deliberately left the threat unfinished.

‘Haaah...Oh God...Oh God....P-p-p-please...noooooooo! Please let me tell you please!

‘Well...go on...’
‘T-there were three people

‘Who were these people... ?’

‘Please...it hurts...please...’ it arched its head forwards but then let it flop back, gasping and panting in pain. Captain B relaxed his grip.He looked at his hand then into his eyes. ‘So much pleasure but so much pain too. You’re already sore so just think what it will be like when Henry uses that cane across here.’ His fingers stroked and swirled, caressing his but carefully avoiding the ring of little blisters round the edge of his aureole. There was another small silence then he said quietly. ‘The names, Tim...who were these people?’

Tim lifted his head and stared at the fingers holding his nipples.

It gave The Captain three names

‘I don’t know any more...p-please...I don’t...Aaaah...please let me go...please...AAAAAAGH! That’s the truth...please!’

Captain B let its nipple go and stood up.

‘I told you the pain was going to be much worse & now you know I’m a man of my word- now let me guarantee you something else--- if you are lying to me, what you’ve been through will seem like nothing--before I’m finished with you , you will be begging to die.'
‘Get it back to the cell-'