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By Pueros
Chapter 3 Initiation (m/b/b, tort, rape, oral, anal, BD, CBT, SNUFF) (August 1999, somewhere in England) Per removed himself from the bed carefully. He was unsure about the length of the chain that attached his neck to the wall but wanted to explore his new small world. He found that the chain could not be dislodged from restricting him but the restriction was only confined to the far reaches of his room and he could reach without much impediment all of the facilities. He was examining the garments on the clothes rail, thinking that they could not possibly be for him for the shorts and briefs were surely too small and wondering who on earth would want to wear the other much more skimpy items, when the door opened. A man in his mid-fifties entered. He had silvery hair and an aquiline nose. However, Per was more intrigued about his attire for the man was wearing a floor-length black gown with a gold pentangle embossed on the chest. The boy started to speak for had many questions to ask and protests to make but only managed to utter a few words when he was overcome by terrible pain flowing through his whole body and fell to the floor, writhing in agony. When the pain subsided and his tears had cleared, Per saw that the man held a small electronic remote control in his hands. You will speak only when spoken to, he was commanded, this device has several uses, one of which is to activate an electrical charge in your collar. I think you felt the result. It works with or without the chain because of its inherent very powerful but tiny battery. You will also obey me or my colleagues at all times or you will again experience severe distress. The man paused and was content that Per now remained silent. He continued You are here to fulfil a function about some of which you will shortly learn. However, you will first stand and remove your clothes as you will not be requiring them any more. Per made the mistake of hesitating and quickly found himself writhing again. Stand and strip naked immediately, the man ordered, or you will be squirming in agony on the floor until you die! After the pain had again abated, the beautiful boy stood and very reluctantly started to unbutton his shirt. (Same time, London, England) Blincoe was also doing some unbuttoning for he always wore traditional suits. He was alone in his New Scotland Yard crime room and had locked the door. His detectives and other assistants were busy elsewhere, some as far away as Denmark and Switzerland. The walls of the room were covered in notes, charts and pictures of the various crime scenes. The DCS stood before the one particular picture that he liked most, which depicted the crucified young Scot, and started to masturbate. (To be continued in Chapter 4 Ritual)
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