Toy Factory Part 5 - The Highett Project

The Doctor looked across the room at the figure, or should we say figures, near rather than on the bed of the special room.

A box like structure hung from the ceiling. A series of rods and bolts, pulleys and cables held the structure.

Within its confines was a mass of flesh. The bodies of six men were strapped together, bound together by the doctor’s surgery and the mechanical device.

Each had his arms and legs and bodies held by braces bolted through each limb and metal bands round their bodies.

They were locked in a mass that looked something, like a rugby scrum. But a mass so designed that each presented both a mouth and rectum for use in whatever manner the user wished.

Each had lost his genitals to make access easier and the metal braces were permanently fixed to the surrounding metal framework to stabilise the construction and provide a platform for the users of the device as well as to hold the young men.

The whole device was designed to rotate and spin on a gimbal system that gave complete access to all of the orifices that the men presented.

The design had taken months to perfect and a couple of experimental models had been constructed with varying degrees of success. One of the models had collapsed crushing the boys on the bottom of the pile, but the doctor was always creative, the boys who had become quadriplegic as a result were sold on to a very large drug firm for use in their experiments. The others had their injuries repaired or worsened and went to a number of the doctor’s overseas clients.

Now the final design was ready for the depraved peer.

The boy’s mouths were held open by the same ring gag system the doctor had employed on a number of his toys and a large butt plug was in each anal opening.

As he entered one of his assistants was changing the butt plugs to a larger size as the work progressed to ensure that the boys anuses were able to handle whatever Lord Highett wanted.

The moans of the boys as the butt plugs were removed and replaced by a larger one was music to the doctor’s ears. Whilst he disliked pain as such, he enjoyed the use of it in sexual games and this was his grandest toy to date.

It was intriguing to know that this toy would only have a limited life. Lord Highett wanted it for a special party. Once the party was over the boys were to be sold on to the notorious Mr Wai who had unfortunate tendency to enjoy the extreme and even snuff parties.

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David sat on his cot in the cell deep beneath the house of Mr Wai.

It had been nearly two months, as best he could tell, since the day he was kidnapped off the streets and cruelly tortured and physically changed for the pleasure of the fat Chinese man.

He had grown used to crawling across the floor to suck the obscene penis of the fat man. He had grown used to strange objects being inserted into his mouth or anus. He was now able to take fists or the largest dildos. His penis had shrunk since his gelding but it mattered little since no one touched his cock and he was beaten severely if he did.

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Mr Wai watched the well used boytoy on his TV monitor …”mmm he will make a nice subject for the next party ….but what would he use on him?”

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David lay down on his cot. It had been a hard night. His back was still sore from the birching he had received a week ago. His anus was still stretched from the fisting the night before and he faced ached from the cocks he had been forced to suck over the last weeks.

The guards came for him as usual as darkness fell. He had counted the days and nights come and go by through the small grilled window set high in the wall.

This time they manacled him. This was something from which he thought he had earned a respite, but tonight the manacles went on around his wrists and ankles and joined a belt around his waist.

This time the guards pushed towards a different door to the normal one when he was called for. David sensed something was not right and he began to resist the guards but they quickly subdued him.

They half-dragged and half-pulled him along the corridor and a door opened.

David could see a chair in the middle of the room on a raised dais.

The chair was spot-lit and room seemed to be some form of theatre with seats surrounding the dais in the centre.

The guards pulled him onto the dais and strapped him into the chair.

David’s skin shone in the spotlight. The fiery tattoo pattern that had taken the doctor’s men several days to complete came alive under the light, David’s perspiration glistening as he waited.

He heard a door open and Mr Wai entered followed by a group of his friends. David recognised some of them as they filed in.

There was the ugly dwarf who David had been forced to orally satisfy and the smelly large man who had spent several hours one evening fisting and then fucking David whilst Mr Wai watched.

David was terrified. He had a vague idea of what might be in store but he waited silently as the ten or so men took their seats around him.

Mr. Wai smiled at him and then motioned to the guards.

It was all done in silence.

He heard the guards come from the shadows. One of them carried a pole which attached to the back of the chair. David could see everything because a mirror was placed directly opposite him. He saw, once more, the body the doctor had given him. He saw the tattoos, the huge nipple rings from which Mr. Wai had hung massive weights. He saw too the strange knobs that formed a line down the centre of his skull from front to back and he saw his poor tortured ball sac denuded of its balls and his heavily ringed and totally useless penis.

He watched as the guards assembled something in the dark and then felt them place a ring round his throat.

He cried out as best he could with his damaged larynx as the guards fixed the ring into place.

He could see that the ring was attached to a screw mechanism through the pole. The ring contained a block that sat just millimetres from his throat.

“The medieval Spanish garrotte is an intriguing device. I am told it is quick and quite painless. Our beautiful tattooed friend will now find out if that is true.” Mr. Wai looked David straight in the eye as he nodded to the guards.

The screw was turned …..

To be continued