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I really enjoyed playing with John out in the shed, so I ordered him to follow me
once in the shed, I had him put down an old canvas tarp on the wooden floor just under the chain lift
then I ordered him to lie on his back
the stuff I asked Paul to get me at the store, was in a box over in the corner
I went and found the new rope
I took the rope along with my box cutter, and knelt at Johns feet
I proceeded to tie his ankles together, using a lot of the rope, making a thick, sturdy coil
next, I took some of the rope and tied his wrists together in front of his body so they were resting on his chest
John was very curious on what I hand in mind, but never said a word
Going over to the wall, I lowered the chain and hook from the ceiling using the hand crack
I hooked the chain to Johns ropes between his ankles and went back to the crank
I slowly started to turn the crack and watched as Johns legs rose off the ground
good thing the crank had a stop on it, so when I got tired and needed to rest, it kept him from going back down
after several cranks, his legs were high in the air, his butt was off the ground, and he was pretty much resting on his shoulders
his hands were now behind his head trying to take some of the weight off his ankles
after a couple of minutes of rest, I started cranking again
boy, this was hard
John weighed more than I thought
but, I kept cranking and it wasnt long till John was hanging upside down, with just his hands touching the ground below him
I could tell he was feeling some pain from all his weight being suspended from his ankles, but he never complained
I took the box cutter and cut the waste band off his loin cloth, which sent it tumbling to the ground
his cock and balls flopped down on his belly, pointing toward the ground
I sat back and watched for awhile, and thought how funny he looked hanging upside down with his penis and balls hanging down his belly, rather than between his legs
I thought it would be fun to make him shoot while hanging upside down, so I started to play with his cock
it didnt take long for him to get hard, especially since I havent let him shoot in days in anticipation of our week together alone
As I got him closer and closer to shooting, I noticed his balls werent drawing up like they usually did
they just hung down, kind of pitiful looking, one on each side of his penis
then, it happened
he started to shoot
when he did, I aimed his cock down, so he was shooting all his cum in his face
he then opened his mouth and tried to catch some of it directly in his mouth
I helped by aiming his cock at this mouth, and several streams did go in
When he quit shooting, I let go of his cock and watched as it slowly went from hard and sticking straight out, to limp and resting on his belly, pointing down toward his face there was still cum on his chest and face, but I just left it to dry and get hard I went over the box and found another of the items Paul had picked up for me this time, I pulled out a whiffle bat thats a hard, plastic bat little kids play ball with very light, but hard at the same time John saw the bat and started to squirm I thought maybe I should gag him just in case he got really loud, so he wouldnt bother the neighbors Then, I took the bat in both hands, drew it over my head, and struck his nuts with all my might first, there was the Whoop sound the bat made when it came into contact with his balls, then the muffled scream from John together, it sounded like music to my ears John was jerking and twisting as hard as he could, but to no use he was strung up tight Whoop! I hit his nuts again, even harder his eyes popped out of his head and the muffled screams got louder after a couple of minutes of watching John cry little girl tears, I went behind him and started to paddle his ass each blow made that same Whoop sound after about 20 blows, Johns ass was fire engine red the tears were constant now, but the squirming had stopped he just hung there, unable to defend himself from my attack I stopped, not to give him a break, but myself I went up to the house to get something cold to drink I was gone about 20 minutes, and when I came back, found John still whimpering under his breath he had stopped crying I turned him around to check out his ass, and it was blood red Thats when I noticed his feet were turning white I felt them, and they were cold to the touch guess the circulation was cut off or something but, I wasnt done with him yet, so they would just have to stay cold I went over to the hand crank and gave it a few more turns, raising John up so that even his hands no longer touched the ground he was swinging free as I raised him higher, and put more weight on his ankles, he started to cry again he finally realized that squirming only made things worse just then, seeing him hanging like he was, made me think of a punching bag he was at the right height his belly and crotch would make a perfect target I didnt have an boxing gloves, but got my old winter gloves from my room they were brown leather, with heavy stitching in the seams this made them rough on the outside I positioned myself in front of John, and let the first punch go it landed right in his midsection, just above his belly button John flinched, tightened his belly and made a grunting sound from under his gag my next punch landed between his belly button and his cock... with his cock hanging down like it was, it just barely missed hitting it too John grunted again with the second blow my next blow landed right in his ball sac he screamed in his gag, and started to jerk guess the pain in his balls was worse than the weight on his ankles, cause he was really fighting being upside down now but, he was strung up good, and nothing he did made a difference after that, the blows came fast and hard one after the other first the belly then the crotch John went frantic and was wiggling all over the place but, nothing he did could stop the punches when my arms finally got tired, I stood back and looked at John his cock and balls were beginning to swell from the abuse his belly was black and blue from the hits he was crying softly under his gag thats when I made a fist with my right hand, walked over to him and planted my fist firmly in his ball sac there was one final scream, then John went limp he had passed out from the pain I took the gloves off, went over to the bench, and sat there for the longest time, just drinking my lemonade and watching John hang upside down, unconscious After a bit, I went over to the crank, and popped the lock button John came dropping down like a rock I went over and unhooked the chain from his ankles, and stretched his body out so he was on his back, hands over his head as I was pulling his legs, I noticed he feet where as cold as ice cubes there were white, and had swollen some around the ankles I untied them along with his wrists, and removed his gag he was still out cold I got the hose from outside, turn it on full force, and pounded his body with it he came too with a jerk he sat straight up and was trying to block the water from his face I turned it off, and told him to go fix dinner but, when he tried to stand up, his feet wouldnt work it was like that feeling you get when a part of your body falls asleep he kept trying to stand, but would fall over I finally got tired of watching him, and told him to crawl up to the house it was fun watching him struggle up the hill to the house, still naked but, he finally made it to the kitchen, and I went up to my room to wait for dinner
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