BLINCOE’S CASEBOOK:- 1) THE CROSS MURDERS 7

By Pueros

(M/t/b, rape, anal, oral, BD, CBT, tort, SNUFF)

Chapter 7 - Instructions

(August 1999, somewhere in England)

Per reluctantly consumed all of the food and then washed and groomed himself thoroughly as his instructions demanded. He redressed in the minuscule thong, finding that the taut bumcord running down his bumcrack was most uncomfortable. However, the boy was pleased to note that his cock remained soft, having cum twice since the previous evening, and that therefore the bulge in the garment was not as blatantly humiliatingly revealing as it had been previously. He also happily noticed that the pain from his piercings and damaged bum had dulled. He finally stood, hands at his side, before the floor insignia, having just knelt to kiss the cult’s symbol.

Cycnus and Hyacinthus entered the cell about five minutes later, the former carrying a small cassette player and a strange pink plastic object, which to Per looked like a large penis. The crucifer placed both items on the floor. Despite his trepidation at what the day would now bring, and what the plastic object represented, the young Dane could not help smiling at the thought of the acolyte’s ridiculous pseudonyms. Cycnus noticed this and observed to his companion “Look the slut’s smiling. He must be looking forward to being sodomised and otherwise mistreated tonight!” The 12 years old then addressed the now blushing and unsmiling 14 years old “Well, slut, remember that my friend here holds the handset. Now, tell me what you are!” “I’m a real slut, sir, who likes being fucked and abused,” reluctantly responded Per, who simultaneously felt his penis twitch but this thankfully went unnoticed by his tormentors.

Cycnus continued, with a smirk, “As I told you before, we are here now because we are required to instruct you in the performance of certain rituals before giving you your three enemas.” Per blanched at the thought of suffering the latter again. The 12 years old proceeded “There are in fact two rituals to learn today. The first ritual that you need to master involves dancing in a certain manner to a particular piece of music. The second is to acquire the skill of performing fellatio satisfactorily. In case you don’t know what fellatio is, the word means ‘sucking cock’, something that should be to your sluttish tastes!” Per’s face reddened even more.

“Now, slut,” declared Cycnus, “I’ll play the music to which you have to dance. Listen to it carefully for you must learn every nuance of the rhythm.” The crucifer bent over to press a switch on the player and the song began. Per, who liked a wide range of pop music, thought that he recognised the track, believing that someone called Maria McKee had sung the original. However, this particular version was sung by a choir, to an accompanying organ, and the words had been radically and chillingly changed. For example, the title seemed to have altered from ‘Show Me Heaven’ to ‘Show Me Hell’!

After the disturbing tones had finished, Cycnus announced “Hyacinthus here, who likes to dance, will now show you what is required of you.” The other 12 years old quickly removed his sandals and tunic to reveal himself attired only in tight skimpy black briefs, with a small gold pentagram located above a small bulge. The music restarted and the young crucifer began to dance. His routine involved much gentle twirling and erotic swaying and wiggling of his lovely slim hips. Per’s cock began to harden as he watched causing Cycnus, who was looking at him rather than his companion, to comment “The slut fancies you Hyacinthus. He’s getting an erection. I’m sure that he’ll therefore welcome giving appropriate attention to your own later!”

“Now, slut,” continued Cycnus after his friend had finished, “it’s your turn. I don’t expect you to get it right first time but I’ll warn you that, if you aren’t dancing to our satisfaction by the fourth practice, we’ll have to start activating your pain collar.” The music began again and a reluctant and shamed Per attempted to dance in the same way as Hyacinthus. His first few efforts were poor and he received much instruction from the two crucifers, who circled him to see the performance from all angles, as to what he had to do to improve, particularly in respect of how to make his manoeuvres more sexy. With the thought of the pain collar as motivation, Per gradually overcame his abashment and gained reasonable proficiency, suffering only twice from the collar’s activation before the acolytes were happy with his routine. Cycnus finally declared, after the young Dane’s sixth dance, “Not bad, slut, but you’d better perform like that in the temple tonight or you’ll really suffer. Now you can suck our dicks dry by way of thanks for our expert tuition!”

Cycnus soon joined his companion in wearing only skimpy black briefs before commanding Per to kneel. The crucifer then took up position on the other side of the sacred symbol embossed on the floor and ordered “Pull my briefs down and carefully and slowly lick and suck my dick and balls. You must remember that your aim in doing so must be to give me maximum pleasure. Do not cut any corners in giving my genitals your total, undivided and, hopefully soon to be, expert attention. Time and your own likes or dislikes are immaterial whenever you perform this act. Please also remember that you will have to become accustomed to accommodating much larger dicks in your mouth, some of them very hairy and rather smelly, and to swallowing much more semen than I can produce. Now, proceed!”

The 14 years old reached out with his hands to hold the sides of Cycnus’ briefs and pulled gently downwards. A handsome, completely smooth small erection, popped into view, causing that of the young Dane to return under its sparse cover. Once the little black garment had been lowered to the floor, Per lent his head across towards the ivory-like horizontal rod. Reluctance and shame had now been overwhelmed by desire and greed to taste the delicious offering, which was soon encased by the young Dane’s rosy lips. Per gathered the whole short length of the erection in his mouth and sucked several times before giving the pre-teen cock the attentions of his tongue. As he moved his tongue to the balls, hanging nicely under the rigid member, the 14 years old heard low sighs of delight being uttered from the 12 years old. Per achieved a pleasant routine of applying mouth and tongue to both penis and scrotum and eventually realised that the crucifer was finally close to orgasm when the boy held the young Dane’s mouth tightly in place around his rampant cock. Cycnus then shuddered and impregnated Per’s oral orifice with a small amount of sperm, which he had only recently, and proudly, begun to produce.

After Cycnus had gained full satisfaction from his climax, he released his grip on Per’s head. The young Dane, who had swallowed his first semen, was grateful to be able to breathe again. Cycnus pulled up his briefs and went to redress in his tunic and sandals whilst Hyacinthus assumed his position. This usually quieter crucifer, noticing Per’s thong sticking out as a result of resumed penile excitement, reiterated his companion’s regular insult by commenting “Slut!” The new tribute to Diabolus now enjoyed his second lesson in the performance of fellatio.

The third lesson was much less pleasant because Cycnus now picked up with his right hand the plastic object, which was about 30 centimetres long and 6 wide and possessed a nobbed handle, and introduced it to the still-kneeling Per’s lips. “This is called a dildo,” the 12 years old informed the scared 14 years old, “and most are designed to be stuffed up your anus, as you’ll find out, but this one is specially designed for fellatio practice. So open wide!” The appalled young Dane had to have his pain collar activated before he would obey.

“I told you that you had to get used to dicks bigger than ours,” Cycnus reminded Per, “and this represents the upper range of sizes that you’ll be required to service. It’s important that you learn to do so well and without mishap. I’m going to gradually introduce the dildo into your mouth and throat and I want you to practise sucking it. I’ll withdraw it now and then, as a man would when he’s fucking your mouth, and that’s the time to take in some air. You’ll need to become expert at this or you’ll suffocate.” The crucifer, holding the tribute’s head firmly in place with his left hand, then slowly pushed the rubbery plastic between the boy’s extended lips and over his tongue before finally reaching the back of his throat, cutting off the air supply. Per gagged and tried to draw his head away from the invader, enduring the agony from the pain collar again as a result.

“Tut, tut,” said Cycnus, “that wasn’t very good was it? You must not do that when your servicing someone’s dick or you’ll be severely punished. Let’s try again!” The 12 years old continued the 14 years old’s third lesson for almost an hour and a half before he was finally satisfied that the young Dane had acquired the technique necessary to adequately give pleasure to such a monstrous phallus, only about half of which could be accommodated in the teen mouth.

“Right,” Cycnus finally announced whilst holding the dildo firmly at the back of Per’s throat, “just one last act to perform before we give you your enemas. The dildo is hollow and contains a nice semen mix, kindly donated by a number of our Priests, which, by pressing a button on the handle here, I can spurt down your throat. It’s important that you swallow it all or I’ll have to go for the spare and try again, after triggering you collar of course!” The crucifer pressed the button and a copious amount of stale sperm flowed into the horrified tribute’s throat but the young Dane somehow managed to swallow most of the ghastly mixture.

Cycnus slowly withdrew the dildo and Per gasped for air. The crucifer represented the phallus to the tribute’s lips because some semen was still dripping from its tip. “Lick it clean,” he ordered and Per, with a little white liquid running down his chin, eventually complied whilst Hyacinthus collected the enema trolley.

(To be continued in Chapter 8 – ‘Ceremonial’)