(Eastern Nejd Plateau, central Saudi Arabia, January 2000)

The blushing Sergei reluctantly and unhappily but nevertheless obediently began to remove his black uniform in front of his smirking Master and the equally amused Arab Sheikh. The boy’s embarrassed facial redness had arisen despite the fact that both men had already seen him naked.

Sergei’s Master had, of course, viewed his young slave’s sublime nude body frequently. The Arab Sheikh had done so when present at the boy’s original auction near Moscow and subsequently when a guest at the dacha near St. Petersburg of the young Muscovite’s multi-millionaire owner.

Nevertheless, stripping in the current manner always embarrassed Sergei and caused his lovely face to blush, which was a reaction that rather pleased both his Master and the Arab Sheikh. Both men liked to see that the boy, despite what he had already endured, had not yet become immune to experiencing deep humiliation.

Sergei’s Master and the Arab Sheikh were also happy to note, as the shamed boy lowered his last cover, namely his sparse tight black lycra briefs, embossed with the usual double-headed eagle logo, that his exposed cock now quickly became aroused and erect. Such a debasing development subsequently caused the young slave’s facial redness to intensify.

"I thought that this particular brat was not supposed to have masochistic tendencies," the Arab Sheikh also commented in the lingua franca the Saudi Arabian and Russian multi-millionaires invariably used when conversing, namely English. He did so as he observed the rapid growth of Sergei’s cock and remembered from Moscow and St. Petersburg a particular detail of the boy’s psychological profile, which was unusual for a certain secret fraternity’s expensive young slaves.

"He’s not supposed to be," Sergei’s Master replied, "but, as I considerately granted the brat sexual relief only last night in our hotel bedroom by sucking him off before I fucked him, perhaps the assessment should be revised. His current arousal surely cannot arise from returned desperate need but from the circumstance he now faces, namely the prospect of imminent torture. Our psychiatrists and psychologists have been known to make mistakes, which is understandable because people’s inherent characteristics can be so complex."

Sergei’s facial redness intensified still further in response to such talk, conducted as if he were just some psychiatric or psychological experiment, with his cock the prime subject for empirical study. The boy also disliked the suggestion that he might in some way have masochistic tendencies, although he had to admit that the evidence to support such a theory was mounting, not least as a result of his present embarrassing penile condition.

"Well, what do you want to do with the brat first?" Sergei’s Master next asked, quickly changing subject because he was now keen to watch the Arab hurt the boy. In reaction, the Sheikh glanced around his comprehensively and expensively equipped torture chamber, whilst apparently initially stuck for choice. However, the sadistic man eventually settled on his selection.

"Come, brat," the Sheikh, attired in his resplendent white Arab robes, subsequently commanded of the very frightened Sergei in answer to the question posed by the boy’s Master. The naked young slave, again with a mix of reluctance but obedience, complied by following the man towards a big sturdy table, upon which rested a large thick plywood board with several sets of handcuffs, cords and ropes attached.

As soon as the pair arrived immediately before the table, the eager Arab Sheikh next ordered the highly reluctant and scared Sergei, who was reasonably conversant with English, to climb on top and lay face down on the plywood. The boy once more obeyed, whilst carefully ensuring that his unruly stiff cock was not crushed but instead rested carefully on the surface of the board, pointing downwards between his legs.

As the Arab Sheikh subsequently began to fix Sergei in a spreadeagled manner to the plywood using the handcuffs, he advised the appalled young slave "The board to which I’m attaching you, brat, once belonged to a Dean Corll of Houston, Texas, USA. This mass murderer had between 1970 and 1973 abused, tortured, mutilated and killed at least 27 boys, many whilst attached to this home-made contraption!"

Sergei listened to this unwanted information in grim silence. However, to the delight of the Arab Sheikh, the sudden noticeable trembling of the boy’s delectable form suggested that the news of the plywood board’s provenance, and not just the certainty that something nasty and painful would now be inflicted on him, had instilled intense horror in the child.

Having secured the truly petrified Sergei in place, facedown and spreadeagled on the plywood board, which possessed such a sinister provenance, the Arab Sheikh next produced a large rubber dildo. The cruel man then informed the horrified boy "As one of his tortures, brat, Corll sodomised some of his young victims with this. However, I think it’s too small to use on your by now well penetrated rear and would probably only induce your perverse body to enjoy pleasure."

The Arab Sheikh subsequently swapped the large dildo for another of even bigger size, which was very broad and a massive 18 inches in length. "This one though, brat," the smirking man now advised Sergei, "should be much better in making you squirm in pain rather than pleasure.

"The dildo once belonged, brat," the Arab Sheikh informed, "to the American, John Wayne Gacy, who between 1972 and 1978 used a party trick as cover to entice 33 young males to allow themselves to be cuffed. He subsequently proceeded to chloroform, strip, torture and simultaneously rape and garrotte them, having generally restrained his victims on a three-foot long, two inch thick by four wide, wooden plank, with a pair of holes drilled in each end. It too is now in my torture chamber over there, and I’ll probably transfer you to it when I fuck you later!"

Sergei was naturally disgusted to receive all this information. Although he realised that the Arab Sheikh did not propose to kill him, a sense of the evil that had once been perpetrated on many boys previously immovably attached to the plywood board on which he now rested also permeated his being. This horrible feeling caused much of his already quaking bare flesh to breakout in goosepimples in fright.

Sergei’s terror was further exacerbated when he next felt the broad curved tip of Gacy’s wicked and currently cruelly deliberately unlubricated dildo touch his sensitive sphincter. "No, please don’t," the boy subsequently could not prevent himself from spluttering, despite being fully aware of his Master’s prescriptions against speaking without permission and begging for mercy. However, the provenance of what was about to be inserted into him, rather than the undoubted agony that the brutish implement would cause, had prompted this reaction.

Sergei simply did not want to experience inside him a huge dildo that had been used to torture many of Gacy’s young victims, shortly before they were raped and garrotted. To the boy, his dislike of the notion was truly not connected to his fear of the expected agony but rather to a strange sense of sacrilege.

(Lounge of a large luxurious dacha in a quiet part of the Russian countryside, conveniently close to St. Petersburg, same time)

Yuri, naked apart from his tiny perspex genital cage, surveyed the current daylight scene outside his absent Master’s dacha through a huge window. What he saw was akin to the Arctic, with the ground covered in deep snow and the copious trees of the nearby forest more notable for their whiteness than their usual evergreen hue. However, the beautiful boy’s sensuous dark brown eyes were more alert to a manufactured wooden object than those growing naturally.

In what in summer was a grassy paddock adjacent to the dacha, which was enclosed by a tall fence, was a sinister wooden shape, currently ominously uncovered by snow. Yuri’s gorgeous body shivered slightly at the disturbing sight, which was a reaction that his Master’s butler happily noticed.

"I see, slut," the sadistic butler commented in his usual endearing manner, "that you’ve noticed what awaits you. It was previously covered in snow but I’ve had that cleared so that you can spend some time attached naked to it in the freezing cold."

"And the temperature really is freezing," the butler added, "as it’s well below zero centigrade!"

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Sergei could not help but begin to scream and yell for mercy, as the Arab Sheikh began to push Gacy’s mammoth dildo into him. However, the boy’s understandable reaction to the excruciation engulfing him did not last for long, as his senses overloaded and he fainted.

"Do you think Gacy’s young victims fainted too?" the Arab Sheikh asked rather nonchalantly of Sergei’s Master, as both looked at the unconscious boy.

(Paddock of a large luxurious dacha in a quiet part of the Russian countryside, conveniently close to St. Petersburg, same time)

As the appalled Yuri was led to his fate by the warmly clothed butler, the boy wondered how long he could survive being attached naked in the freezing outdoors to the waiting X-shaped cross with bondage rings. As he advanced petrified through the snow, he also hoped that his bare feet did not immediately succumb to frostbite and his chilled nude body to hypothermia.

(Eastern Nejd Plateau, central Saudi Arabia, same time)

Sergei’s unconsciousness did not, of course, last too long. The sadistic Arab Sheikh had no intention of allowing the boy’s mind to have a prolonged rest from enduring excruciating agony, as his rectum was invaded by the largest intruder yet experienced by his rear orifice.

A hose spraying freezing water soon induced Sergei back to consciousness to experience the further painful advance of the huge dildo into him.

(Paddock of a large luxurious dacha in a quiet part of the Russian countryside, conveniently close to St. Petersburg, same time)

The appalled Yuri, now completely naked because his genital cage had been removed, had wondered how long he could survive being attached nude to the waiting X-shaped cross with bondage rings in the freezing outdoors. Amazingly, the answer proved to be quite a while.

After being led petrified through the snow, whilst hoping that his bare feet did not immediately succumb to frostbite and his chilled naked body to hypothermia, Yuri actually found being chained spreadeagled to the cross much pleasanter than he thought possible. The reason for this startling development rested on the ground just in front of him where, camouflaged from view from the dacha, a low in height but highly effective in operation blow-heater was situated.

As a consequence of the operation of this heater, Yuri’s naked body, despite being outdoors in Arctic conditions, quickly returned to warmth. However, the whole situation did at first appear surreal to the boy before he astutely realised that his attachment to the external cross was not performed to freeze him but just to scare him.

Yuri’s Master would not have welcomed returning to find one of his expensive young slaves minus some toes because of frostbite or dead through hypothermia. After all, the man had first claim on seriously harming his boys and anyway he also had contractual obligations to limit his abuse of them.

Yuri had known these facts and now felt rather silly at being initially deeply frightened at being exposed to the freezing outside elements. The boy appreciated that he should have recognised that no serious harm would be allowed to befall him in the absence of his Master and that the sadistic butler was just playing psychological games with him.

The butler also attempted to continue his mind games when leaving Yuri attached to the cross to return indoors. "The heater," he advised the boy, "is set to turn off intermittently. Let’s just hope for your sake that the gaps in operation aren’t too long!"

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"I think that’s about all the brat can take without permanently damaging him," the Arab Sheikh suggested to Sergei’s Master, whilst looking at the mammoth dildo, about half of which was embedded in the agonised boy.

(Paddock of a large luxurious dacha in a quiet part of the Russian countryside, conveniently close to St. Petersburg, same time)

Yuri’s clever perception of the butler’s real cruel intent now made him appreciate that the gaps in the operation of the blow heater would not actually prove threatening. However, he still could not prevent himself being scared again when he subsequently occasionally heard the machine switch off and felt cold quickly begin to invade his naked form.

Yuri was also aware that, at such times, his fright must have been noticeable, as the butler and some of the other staff of the dacha frequently looked at him through the residence’s windows. Their laughter on such occasions provided the evidence for the boy’s correct assumption.

Despite knowing that the butler was playing mind games with him, the humiliated Yuri could not additionally help but admit to himself, as he remained attached to the cross for hours amidst the switching on and off of the heater, that the man was winning.

(Eastern Nejd Plateau, central Saudi Arabia, same time)

Sergei had just been returned by freezing water to consciousness again after once more fainting. On this occasion, his senses had overloaded with pain when the Arab Sheikh, with one vicious jerk, had withdrawn the whole length of the huge dildo from him.

The Arab Sheikh was now looking at the copious blood on the dildo’s surface. "Hmmm," he then commented, "perhaps I won’t fuck the brat after all."

"I don’t fancy his blood despoiling my cock," the Arab Sheikh advised Sergei’s Master in clarification, "and so, with your permission, I’ll let him suck me off instead." "The slut will comply with whatever you want," the Russian guest replied, "but first punish him for speaking without permission."

"Any suggestions?" the Arab Sheikh asked, whilst looking around at the panoply of devices in his comprehensively equipped torture chamber. "Well," Sergei’s Master answered, "the brat’s already suffered virtually everything you have here. Don’t you have anything uniquely your own, so that the slut will always remember his time here as your guest and his trip to Saudi Arabia?"

"I certainly do," the Arab Sheikh responded, "and it’ll be nice to see how the torture works!"

(Paddock of a large luxurious dacha in a quiet part of the Russian countryside, conveniently close to St. Petersburg, same time)

Yuri was not surprised that his cock, sexually unsatisfied for over two weeks and currently released from the genital cage, had quickly grown to erection, despite the frequent chill temporarily inflicting the shaft whenever the heater switched off. However, he was interested to note that the hardness and throbbing of his penis actually intensified with the advent of the cold.

Yuri now astutely realised that his inherent masochism was being perversely stimulated by the sense of danger on such occasions. The boy also perceptively recognised that such excitement would soon induce the inevitable, making victory for the butler in the mind games complete.

(Eastern Nejd Plateau, central Saudi Arabia, same time)

The reddish flat desert rock was not far from the Arab Sheikh’s remote residence amidst the searing hot desolate climes of the eastern Nejd Plateau. The fact that the stone surface was Sergei’s current destination became apparent to the boy as he approached within about fifty paces.

Sergei could see from this distance that there were four bondage rings embedded into the rock, which would enable a boy like him to be chained spreadeagled to the flat surface. The purpose for being so presented also now became apparent.

"I’ll brush this liquid sugar onto the brat," the Arab Sheikh happily advised Sergei’s Master, "which will encourage the nasty local insects from a nearby ant-hole to introduce themselves to his naked body!"

(Paddock of a large luxurious dacha in a quiet part of the Russian countryside, conveniently close to St. Petersburg, same time)

Despite the chill again invading his body, a drop of nervous sweat ran down Yuri’s brow. The blow-heater appeared to him to have been switched off for longer than usual and consequently the boy’s naked form seemed to be becoming colder than ever.

Yuri began to wonder whether the heater might have suffered a malfunction and that he might die of cold before the butler or anyone else in the warmth of the nearby dacha discovered the boy’s predicament. All of his previous certainty about his safety consequently suddenly evaporated in panic and he opened his mouth in readiness to shout for help. However, an event then happened to stifle such a desperate entreaty.

Amidst his acute sense of danger, Yuri’s groin suddenly felt as if the area were ablaze rather than freezing. The boy’s mouth also uttered a loud moan instead of a shout, whilst his naked body visibly vibrated and his cock erupted with several long strings of sperm.

As Yuri’s mind later returned to reality from a previously unparalleled ecstatic high, he heard the sound of the heater again operating and felt his naked body once more being warmed. The boy also noticed the butler emerge from the nearby dacha, with the Master’s genital whip and a set of vibrating nipple clamps in his hands.

Yuri now appreciated that the butler must have somehow been expecting and waiting for him to ejaculate without permission. The boy also realised that the items now in the man’s possession would imminently be used to punish him for his shameful penile misdemeanour.

Yuri also realised in utter dejection and humiliation that the butler had truly won his mind games.

Despite the continued distress felt by his recently ravished rectum and his current highly disturbing circumstances, chained face-up, naked and spreadeagled to the reddish flat rock under the unforgiving hot desert sun, Sergei’s cock was again shamefully erect and throbbing. However, the boy could not establish in his own mind the reason behind such continued embarrassing penile arousal.

Sergei wondered whether his clear sexual arousal stemmed from the actually rather stimulating effect induced by the Arab Sheikh’s paintbrush, as the implement was used to coat his nude body with liquid sugar, or from a return of evidence of latent masochism. After all, his immediate future, at the mercy of voracious desert ants, did not superficially appear attractive but perhaps the very threat was causing a previously hidden perversity to come to the fore.

Sergei eventually had to make a great mental effort to avoid unauthorised ejaculation when the Arab Sheikh concluded his painting of the boy’s naked body with liquid sugar by smearing his excited genitals with the substance. He did so and succeeded by briefly contemplating a sad matter, namely the serious illness of his younger sister that had led him to his present perilous predicament.

Perhaps significantly in terms of the possibility of his latent masochism, Sergei chose not to contemplate another sad matter, namely that thousands of ants would probably soon be feasting on his naked sugar-coated body. The boy notably believed that he would surely succumb to ejaculation if he had given such notions his attention, particularly whilst the Arab Sheikh brushed his scrotum and erection.

(Paddock of a large luxurious dacha in a quiet part of the Russian countryside, conveniently close to St. Petersburg, same time)

To any outsider, the scene would have been incongruously surreal. A man in heavy winter clothing whipping the exposed genitals of a naked 14 year-old boy chained spreadeagled to an X-shaped cross in the snowy and freezing Russian countryside, whilst severe vibrating clamps also tortured his nipples, was not an everyday sight.

(Eastern Nejd Plateau, central Saudi Arabia, same time)

The sight of a naked sugar-coated 14 year-old boy chained spreadeagled to a reddish flat rock in the desert wastes of Saudi Arabia would have been similarly incongruously surreal to any outsider. However, to the likes of Sergei’s Master, such scenes were commonplace, as he now waited happily for the ants to attack his scared and helpless but somehow sexually excited young slave.

Sergei’s Master did not have to wait long, as many ants began to swarm out of a nearby hole to rush eagerly towards the now appalled boy, their senses have quickly detected the waiting sugar.

(Paddock of a large luxurious dacha in a quiet part of the Russian countryside, conveniently close to St. Petersburg, same time)

Having comprehensively beaten Yuri’s post-orgasmic genitals with the relatively light but very stinging genital whip, the butler left the boy to enjoy the torment continuing to be provided by the heavily weighted vibrating nipple clamps. However, before departing for the comfort and warmth of the nearby dacha, the sadistic man advised "I’ll be back in a couple of hours to fuck you in the snow!"

In his panicky desperation to try to deter the encroaching army of large ants from consuming the sugar covering the front of his naked form before presumably beginning to bite and eat the underlying flesh, Sergei began frantically to shake his body. He did so as best he could, given his tight chain restraints, and such energetic movement caused his erection to flop around and then, in possible evidence of hidden masochism, orgasm.

Sergei’s convulsions suddenly became those of ecstasy rather than panic, despite his naked body now being invaded by the ant army, as several spurts of semen gushed from his cockhead back onto his body or onto the rock on which he was chained. The insects beginning to swarm all over him appeared to enjoy this additional feast.

(Paddock of a large luxurious dacha in a quiet part of the Russian countryside, conveniently close to St. Petersburg, 3 hours later)

After his outdoor adventures, Yuri, with his genital cage restored, had finally been returned to his tiny cell in the basement of his absent Master’s large luxurious dacha. As the boy now lay on his bed, with his nipples and sexual organs still a little sore, he recalled his very recent experience of being sodomised by a clothed man when lying facedown and naked in snow.

As Yuri remembered the incident, he had to confess that the presence nearby of the operational blow-heater had actually helped make the experience perversely enjoyable.

(Eastern Nejd Plateau, central Saudi Arabia, same time)

The re-clothed Sergei sat awkwardly at the back of the Arab Sheikh’s helicopter, as the aircraft took off to return the owner and his Russian guests back to Riyadh. However, the boy felt uncomfortable not just because of recent rape by Gacy’s huge dildo, which was still causing his bottom discomfort.

Thankfully, the ants had not been allowed to embrace Sergei’s body for very long. In fact, immediately after the boy had succumbed to orgasm, the Arab Sheikh had used a small but highly effective spray, originally hidden amidst his flowing white ethnic robes, to chase the insects away.

The spray not only neutralised the attraction of the sugar for the ants but also turned the substance into something that the insects were happy to flee with great speed. As with Yuri’s simultaneous experience in Russia, Sergei’s current supposed torture was designed to terrify and not harm.

A relieved Sergei was subsequently released from his chained bondage on the rock and returned to the basement torture chamber of the Arab Sheikh’s desert residence, where he was hosed with freezing water to restore his body to cleanliness. The boy then dutifully performed accomplished fellatio for the host, despite him having a particularly obnoxiously hairy and smelly set of genitalia.

Sergei’s current discomfort in sitting in the helicopter had been exacerbated by the fact that, simultaneous to his kneeling act of fellatio for the Arab Sheikh, his own Master flagellated his back and particularly his already sore bottom with a short multi-stranded whip. The boy was again being taught that ejaculating without permission was punishable.

"I believe that flogging the brat whilst he licked and sucked," the Arab Sheikh subsequently commented to Sergei’s Master, as, sexually sated, he lowered his robes just after impregnating the boy’s mouth with copious sperm, "actually helped improve his actions. The ultimate result was amazingly high quality fellatio and not the reverse, which I originally expected. He also appears to have swallowed all of the product!"

"I thought that being flogged whilst performing fellatio," the Arab Sheikh added, as he patted the still kneeling Sergei’s silky fair hair in appreciation, "might cause the brat to perform erratically, as the pain induced by each blow might momentarily tempt him to forget his duties. However, I didn’t detect any such hesitation, only rather enthusiastic and efficient licking and sucking!"

"I believe that the brat was encouraged in his attainment," Sergei’s Master suggested in reply, "by two factors. First, he was not being beaten severely because I deliberately allowed long gaps between each hit, as I really didn’t want your pleasure to be disturbed. Second, I whispered to him beforehand that I would finish once he completed his duty but my tempo would increase, and therefore his anguish too, if you were to complain about how he was performing. The latter incentives undoubtedly afforded his act of fellatio greater urgency and proficiency!"

"What a clever Master you are," the Arab Sheikh responded, "whom the brat should reward for your caring consideration. Would you too like to be the recipient of the slut’s oral attentions whilst I flog him? We could swap places now if you like!"

Sergei’s Master decided to accept the offer.