St Andrew's Cross Part 3

He knew he needed this man to treat him like this. Deep inside he knew he wanted it to happen, he knew he would probably be castrated by the end of his time in the punishment room. He knew other things would happen to him but he did know that he needed them to happen.

He could not tell how long he had been left, his mind was beginning to play tricks with time when the light came on again.

The man stood in the shadows once more. First he felt the dildo that had filled and stretched his arse move out of his hole, leaving a strange empty feeling and his hole wide open for further abuse.

Andy felt the cross begin to move. Slowly it fell backwards until Andy’s body was almost horizontal. Chains attached to the frame hung Andy’s body from the ceiling of the room.

“Boy you are only beginning our time here.” The man said picking up Andy’s limp and bruised genitals.

“These can be such a source of pleasure …..” he said teasing the end of Andy’s dick which tried to respond but the constricting brace device caused instant pain. “..or pain if I wish it.”

“Boy, when you came to me it was clear that one thing needed to happen. We agreed on that didn’t we? Have you made your decision on whether we stop and you leave or we proceed?” The man said quietly but somehow with chilling effect because Andy now had to make the final decision.

“I …I want to go on …” Andy said, his body racked in pain from the needles and shredded nipples and the device attached to his cock and balls.

“I want to be castrated.” Andy said quietly.

The man smiled at him.

“Andrew, I want to make it clear that you have decided that for your own good you need to be castrated. Your testicles will be removed permanently and your penis will be provided with a permanent anti-erection device. Do you agree to this?” The man said coldly.

“Yes… I agree.” Andy said shivering and both terrified and elated. It would finally happen.

The man smiled. The boy was totally his to use from now onwards.

“Andrew we will proceed. But now we need to begin your training as an arse slave. You want that don’t you?”

“Yes sir.” Andy acknowledged his new status.

The man smiled to himself once more. He had seen numerous “boys” in Andy’s place. He had arranged for twenty-three boys to become geldings and Andy would be number twenty four.

The man brought a large nozzle into view from the shadows. “This is a enema nozzle Andrew, you are going to learn to ride this hose regularly as part of your arse slave training, just as you will learn to crave my fist and learn to respect my cock.” He moved towards Andy “Now lick good ….it is the only lubricant I will use!”

Andy swallowed the dildo, coating it with saliva. His mouth filled with the nozzle.

Without ceremony the man withdrew the nozzle from Andy’s mount and plunged the it into Andy’s open arse. Andy felt invaded but slowly liquid began filling his insides. It wasn’t unpleasant at first but as the liquid began to exert pressure and his stomach began to cramp. His belly filled and he felt as if he would explode.

“Tell me Andrew, do you enjoy this?”

Andy knew not to say no. “Yes sir, I am enjoying this.” He said breathing heavily to try and reduce the pain of his distended stomach.

“You will hold the liquid …which by the way is not water but my piss, until I decide to let you dump it …but that is some time away yet.” The man said laughing at his tormented victim.

“And just to help you hold it …” the man said as he waved amyl under Andy’s nose and than placed a rubber mask over Andy’s head, instantly cutting off light and sound from the suffering boy.

Andy was alone in his prison, his cock and balls throbbing, his arse invaded by an dildo and enema and now he was cut off from what little he could sense with his eyes and ears.

Another waft of the acrid amyl vapours sent him into a black hole of ecstasy as the he lay waiting for the ordeal to end knowing that his balls were soon to be removed and his arse soon to be invaded by even more objects.

He was happy?