(DISCLAIMER:  the author apologises if the following work of fiction is not violent or disgusting enough.  As with his other work, it is his intention to construct a piece of prose that would revolt the average heterosexual man, leaving him nauseous and full of loathing for the perverted mind that could imagine such appalling, brutal and misogynist acts.  If the following story does not achieve this effect fully he promises to try harder next time to make it more appalling, more stomach churning, and even more contemptuous of women. However, to any other person who may read this disgusting stuff, and its my fervent hope that is disgusting, if you are aroused, the author will feel he has expressed his filthy imagination to some purpose, other than his primary purpose that is,  which is to give himself a good wank. Thank you for your attention.   E.B.)

 

 

Me and the Guys – Training

by Eric Boss.

 

 

 

FUCKING CUNTS!  Ok men?  FUCKING CUNTS!   Got the right tone of voice?  Draw it out, curl your lip.  That’s it,   Total fucking contempt. Despise the fucking whores!  Hate the FUCKING CUNTS!  That’s it.  Now men, follow closely - I hope you like this, because actually it was really young teenage fucking CUNTS!  In fact, a DOZEN OR MORE hot, young, FUCKING-SLUTTY, BIG-TITTED CUNTS – age fourteen or so but definitely with fucking huge tits – and I mean monstrous fucking huge tits – chemically enhanced, and each huge-titted young cunt with a slopping, OOZING TWAT. A slimy, dripping, smelly fourteen-year-old FUCK-HOLE!  All of them STUPID FUCKING CUNTS!  And every one of these hot young cunts was going to be fucking used up in this one session, definitely.  But men, it’s really not worth asking me for the details. For fuck’s sake!  I just want you to enjoy it, wallow in it if you like - obviously you can only appreciate it as a story – I was lucky enough to experience it, all of it, in the flesh, but fuck, I am, after all, fucking generously taking the time to write it all up, admittedly it does get my fucking big cock nice and hard remembering it – but I’m not going to bother with fucking practical stuff.  I don’t know and I don’t care how my fantastic, muscular, virile, young guys were able to access a seemingly inexhaustible supply of these enticing, fresh, young, fucking stupid, big-titted whores, I just paid my guys well.. And believe me, men, they provided me with plenty of really young, really innocent-looking - but so fucking stupid – in fact, STUPID TEENAGE CUNTS WITH MONSTROUS FUCKING BIG TITS.  How they dealt with the aftermath – I couldn’t give a shit – actually I think they had an incinerator somewhere round the back. 

 

It had taken several weeks, if not longer, to organise. Where possible, my guys had involved the two hot young skinheads recruited from last time, in order to break them in.  Anyway picture this, as this is how it was to start with - arranged round the walls, all ready for later, were this dozen or so – I didn’t fucking count the whores, ok?  Just obscenely young, teenage fucking cunts, stupid young fucking cunts, fourteen, fifteen years old - who gives a shit – all with freakishly sized huge tits, jutting right out – straining, quivering. Now men, each pair of huge fucking tits was just begging to be hit fucking hard – or begging to be fucking tortured rather – they stuck out as if saying, “Please hurt these young fucking massive tits as hard you as can!  Fucking lay in to them guys!  Please, I’m begging you! Fucking hurt them with all your manly strength!  Don’t wait, sirs, do it now!”  They were a living invitation to a throbbing cock, a throbbing cock on any virile man with enough anger, enough lip-curling contempt for big-titted young whores, enough filthy imagination and enough burning desire to inflict unspeakable cruelty on young cunts.  These huge, jutting – as I said no doubt chemically enhanced - globules of sweet young tit-meat spoke eloquently to all men and all cocks. Fucking huge tits!  They needed – fucking needed, to be fucking hurt, and hurt so fucking badly.  Fuck yeah!  They were extending a cock-hardening invitation that was going to be paid in full.  This was going to be some production number.  So, the cunts were interestingly and differently hung up, all to get the most out of the tits of course.  Arms fixed back – probably broken to get this effect – huge tits sticking out.  Legs bent back, tied to the hair – huge tits sticking out.  Some were upside down – huge tits sticking out.  Some spread eagled with an object jammed behind the back – huge tits sticking out.  The cunt’s revolting, oozing fuck-holes and shit-holes were all available as you would expect, and everything was at a convenient height.  Some of these teenage cunts had been gagged, one or two conveniently may have had their fucking tongues cut out of their stupid mouths in advance, a couple were left with the power of speech – we might want to hear a cunt beg or worship our cocks or thank us for torturing them or some such shit - but one way or another none of these stupid young cunts would make anything intelligible known to anyone – after tonight.  But they could scream. And they could all see, oh yes they could all see – various ways were employed to ensure the fucking cunts couldn’t close their eyes and miss the fun that was happening to them and around them - removing the eyelids altogether in a couple of cases, pinning them back, taping them open, etc.  So they had a good view of what was going on in the middle at the moment.  I FUCKING HATED THESE YOUNG WHORES AND SO DID MY GUYS.  We fucking despised them, we fucking loathed them, and the stupid young cunts were going to suffer for it!  Fuck yeah!  The more our lips curled and the more we ground our teeth - the more these fucking huge tits were going to pay for it.  Incidentally, my guys had told me something of the fun they’d had collecting up these cunts - lying to the stupid whores, promising them god-knows-what to get their tits enhanced, blown up to this size - and the stupid cunts fell for it all.  Cock-craving, big-titted, totally brainless pieces of fuck-meat. At the moment each one of the stupid young cunt’s moans and gurgles added an effective sound track to what was happening in the centre.

 

Firstly the guys themselves and the two boys were proving to me how fucking degenerate they could be: they looked fucking hot and fucking disgusting – I really liked it, it was a good start. Fuck yeah!  These fucking hot studs were lying on their backs, each one shoving large, greased up black dildo up his hole.  “Fuck yeah!  Oh fuck!”  They were grunting and groaning, showing their spectacular white teeth.

 

“Say it, boys.  You don’t want me to have to tell you twice.”

 

“Oh yes, sir!  We are your whore-boys, sir.  We are your fucking filthy whore-boys, sir!”

 

“Now get it in rhythm together – and shove those big fucking dildos up your hot boy-cunts, come on!  Shove them up there!  I fucking want to see you fucking shove them! I said FUCKING SHOVE them up your holes!   Right up your fucking hot boy-cunts.”  Grunt, grunt.  “That’s better. Now they were ramming their holes with all their energy, and lip-curling self-contempt, showing off their arms muscles and pec development.  They were ramming themselves hard up their guts. Just what I liked.  Soooooooo satisfying.  “Ok, boys, whose going to open his mouth for this treat first?”

 

Men, it may not seem like it but this was the start of a thorough training session for the two younger boys, I want you to keep that in mind so that you can judge the subsequent activity more accurately, My guys – my hot Mediterranean guy and my paler, red-lipped guy and I had planned it in detail. Obviously we all intended to enjoy ourselves but the thinking behind it was purely educational.  These two hot skinheads were a promising addition to our group and we wanted to get them up to speed as soon as possible.  Clearly nothing can take the place of years of experience but we had planned an intensive training session that would do more than cover the basics.  The meat of the session would involve, as I said, serious and terminal sadism inflicted enjoyably on the terrified, stupid, young, big-titted cunts who were trussed up waiting.  Men, I shall describe that process in some detail so you can judge the efficacy of our chosen training methods.  At the moment we were now well into what I call the “descent phase.”  How low were we going to go?  The answer is – very, very low.

 

The young black thug – only fourteen – who had shown such promise in our last session, instinctively understood the subtlety of the quick switches from hot macho-stud to degraded boy-whore which characterised the work of my guys.  He answered my question eagerly, “Me sir, please feed me, sir.”  And he stuck his tongue out and panted like a fucking dog.  I really did like this hot young fucker – he had done some seriously enjoyable nasty things – consummately sadistic and mind-bogglingly cruel - to the stupid young whores in the previous session, and that had been his first!  A fourteen-year-old total sadist!  I was looking forward to seeing his responses today. And now he was slavering for my shit – fucking hot!  I wanted to keep him so I was going to make sure he was well trained and well paid.

 

I knew from experience that it was necessary - before we started taking out our anger on this fresh batch of young, huge-titted whores waiting and arranged round the walls – to see my boys – both my two very experienced hot slut-boys and these two new teenage, hot, trainee stud-boy-sluts - descend in total sex-piggery. A bit of a pussy term to describe what I meant, but mere words here are inadequate. You had to be there.  It was necessary to see them being utterly revolting first thing, to set the standards of depravity.  And my standards of depravity were very high, or should I say low.  “Fuck yeah,” the black teenage thug said to me, “I’ll eat your shit, sir, anything you want, sir.”  He knew he was going to be well rewarded, and I don’t mean money.

 

My Mediterranean guy said, “Fuck yeah, men!  Let’s eat that fucking shit!” And he reached out his muscular arm for the pile of it and smeared it over himself and put it in his and the other’s mouths.  They were all four grunting, and saying, “Fuck yeah!  Fucking shit!  Fucking nasty!  Are we the nastiest fuck-boys in the world or what?”

 

“Ok, now, boys.” This was my pale, red-lipped guy speaking. “Do it together.”  And they slowly slid the large black dildos from their hot boy-holes, and strained in unison.  It was fantastic – they all produced sizable turds at the same time, four shit-logs sliding satisfyingly out of their hot boy-holes.  “Fucking nasty!  Nice one!  Fucking ace!”  Then – when they were all up squatting  – they sat on the piles of their own shit.  “Ugh!” And squirmed in the steaming mess.  They never lost their sense of humour, my guys.

 

“Fucking ace!”  And they grunted and laughed and slid around to get more of the shit on themselves.  Remember men, the young big-titted cunts were all forced to witness this disgusting spectacle.  Then the guys started fucking the boys, shit-fucking them, laughing, grunting, flicking the brown stuff at the trussed up cunts.   They were careful not to get any of the stuff on me of course.  My guys revelled in the shit, they fucked and sucked, licked and pissed in each other’s mouths.  I particularly enjoyed my pale, red-lipped guy vomiting – yes, you heard - vomiting into the black, fucking fourteen-year-old skinhead’s open mouth.  All four sicked up over each other – I really like this, in fact I fucking love it, the noises, the gut-wrenching heaves, fuck yeah!  So fucking disgusting, couldn’t be better! Then my two hot men and these hot fourteen-year-old boys slurped up the shitty sick and – pleasurably - vomited again, rubbing the disgusting stuff all over their sexy, hot male bodies. Fucking revolting or what?  At one point black skinhead and my Mediterranean guy got both their cocks up the mean-looking mohican skinhead’s fourteen-year-old boy-hole and fucked him vigorously.  The shit and sick got everywhere, fucking nasty.  If they were willing and able to do this to themselves and so obviously enjoy it, what were they going to do the trussed up cunts?  This of course was the point of it.

 

My Mediterranean guy, who had an awesomely pierced cock, studs and rings up and down it’s length, had been working out, but he was nowhere near as beefy as Joe - remember Joe, men?  Fantastic Joe who always came later, the muscled body-builder who arrived a couple of hours or so into a session and always brought something surprising to add to the fun.  Well my Mediterranean guy was nowhere near as well built as Joe, but he was pretty beefy now.  At the moment he had his pierced cock rammed up the black skinhead, who was roaring with lust, then he jerked his cock out, spun him round and rammed the shitty piece of meat in the hot,black kid’s mouth, then withdrew in time to cum over his black, skinhead face.  Then he licked up the shit and the cum, meanwhile the black skinhead had come in the mohican boy’s face, and so had my red-lipped guy and all four were eagerly slurping up the shit-flavoured man-juice.  They began to slow down and draw breath and get ready to move on.  Cumming was just to take the edge of things, enable things to move a little slower now.  They cleaned up a bit, wiped themselves down, using a cunt’s long hair where available.  They all lit cigarettes, smiling and laughing, and had a beer or two.  As they finished the first cigarettes they all turned to nearest set of huge tits and looking the cunt in the eyes told her exactly where the lit cigarette was going.  Not on the tits, right on her fucking clit.  They assisted each other, holding the fleshy lips open to hit just the right spot.   Fuck yes!  A nice start.  The screams were cock-hardening and very relaxing.  Fucking in shit had been very intense requiring determination and concentration, whereas stubbing cigarettes out on cunt’s clits was good, easy fun.  The trussed up young cunts were sweating with terror, the trembling, moaning and screaming - soo cool.  It all made for a relaxed, really good, cock-hardening mood.

 

But the boys and my guys needed to clean themselves up and put clothes on for the next part.  They moved into an adjacent room and I left them to it.  I had a drink and contemplated the terrified, teenage whores around me.  I had some time to kill. “Ok, cunt!”  I spoke quietly to the nearest huge tit-holder, “if you co-operate, you might survive.  I mean you’ve got the best tits in the room.“ I was lying of course, her tits were monumental but no more man-pleasing than many of the others.  I gently massaged her huge tits, “and if you please me and my guys, we’ll probably let you live.”  But now I was mauling her massive young tits with all my strength, really pulling on them and kneading them.  She was nodding furiously and trying to signal with her eyes that she wanted to please me.  Just for fun I jabbed my knee - fucking hard - up into her fresh, young cunt several times and gave the mammoth tits a good hard slapping, and spat in her young face.  “You fucking cunt!  You young whore!  Do you know why I’m hurting you?  Mm?”   She didn’t – as if she could understand, stupid cunt.  “I’m fucking hurting you because I fucking hate you, and I enjoy making you suffer.”  I freed her hands, she was just able to reach her twat.  “Rub your fuck-hole, slut.  If you cum enough we’ll let you live.  Oh, and stick those fucking tits out more, cunt!  And keep them jiggling!  Don’t you know anything?”  I spat in her pretty face again and slapped her as hard as I could.  Did I tell you men, that slapping the faces of young cunts – for no reason at all from their point of view – was one of my favourite activities?  A simple uncomplicated move – a really fucking hard face slap – followed by spitting in the whore’s face - so satisfying. I also liked watching my guys enjoying themselves by slapping young cunts about, of course they had to do it really hard, really viciously.  I moved on.

 

I’d given the first one hope – a lie of course – but she didn’t know that.  I decided it would be fun to plunge the next young cunt into total, fucking despair. Fuck yeah!  You with me, men?  A trussed up, big-titted, fucking stupid, fourteen-year-old cunt and I was going to tell her she was about to spend the next few hours in total agony for my amusement and then fucking die.  Cock-hardening or what?  Actually before I moved on, I lit a cigarette, took my fucking big, hard thick cock out and inserted it more than comfortably up the first fourteen-year old’s cunt – the one who thought she might live if she pleased us – the pathetic young whore moaned and acted slutty and stuck her tits out for my pleasure – anyway I leaned over to the second big-titted whore and whispered in her ear.  “You fucking disgusting slut!”  This one just happened to be particularly young-and-innocent-looking, which was fucking nice considering what I was going to tell her.  “Do you know what you are?  You are nothing but a slutty hole for a man’s cock, and your only purpose is to keep that cock hard.  Do you know how you are going to do that, sweet tits?”  I massaged ther massive tits in question just for emphasis, as she groaned behind her gag that she didn’t know.  “You are going to keep our cocks hard by being in pain, and I don’t mean a bit of pain, I mean fucking agony, you stupid cunt,” and I put all my anger into several fucking great slaps across her innocent young her face and then I did the same to her huge tits. My fucking big hard cock needed more.  I picked up a handy baseball bat, my cock still rammed nicely up the first young cunt, kept my cigarette in my mouth and swung my arm back and brought the bat down with all my strength on the second young cunt’s leg, breaking it with a satisfying crack.  Nice or what, men?  Keeping my cock up the other young cunt actually meant I couldn’t get the best angle for the swing, but as she was only a slip of thing it didn’t take much strength.  The noise she made was indescribable but it was the look on her stupid face I really enjoyed.  The unbelievable pain combined with realisation of what I had said and done.  I slipped my big cock out of the first cunt and put it away – she immediately began frigging herself with total sluttish enthusiasm.  “Now that’s a good cunt, keep that up and none of this…” I indicated the second cunt’s agony, “will happen to you.”  I spoke to the agonised and desperate second young whore.  “But there’s no hope for you, cunt, only pain, more pain, and then the most agonisingly, appalling and lingering death we can think of.  Enjoy.”  But oddly enough I could see she didn’t believe me.  She still thought something or somebody would rescue her.  “Cunt,” I said, considerately, “I know it’s hard for you to believe but, god’s honest truth, you are going to die in terrible agony for our entertainment, we’ll give you a drug that stops you from passing out so you won’t miss any of the pain. And it’s going to take hours and hours.  Please despair, little cunt, it’s so nice for me.”  The look in the cunt’s eye was really fun, now she fucking believed me. Stupid cunt.

 

Now I know what you are thinking, men.  I shouldn’t have been doing anything to these young whores without my guys present – they were cleaning themselves up and getting dressed – I was wasting good cunt material, but you are wrong – they were more than a dozen of these young whores hanging around, plenty to experiment on and use for training the young boys.  I was going to enjoy a pleasant interlude that’s all, I wasn’t going to get carried away.  That said I was enjoying a huge surge of anger which, naturally I wanted to take out on the cunts. So I slowly stubbed out the cigarette on the innocent young cunt’s tit – the one with the freshly broken leg and bent down to grind her broken bones together – that was really nice –  remember most of the other whores could all see what was happening – I looked in her eyes.  “See, sweet tits, just agony and more agony.”  The shock and unbelievable pain was making her fucking huge tits jiggle so invitingly. I decided to treat myself.  I picked up a switchy cane and laid into those fucking huge tits – fuck yeah!  Really fucking hard, getting a good swing - you would have done the same, I know, men.  It was too much for a virile male with a throbbing hard cock to resist. I must have been laying into those huge knockers for a couple of minutes because I worked up quite a sweat.  I had removed this pretty young cunt’s gag so I could appreciate the noise she made.  I was having a good time, men.  I paused to kick her broken leg a couple of times too.  She had to fucking suffer! I must have been grunting like a bear in the woods.  I passed on to the next one, I picked my nose and flicked the dried snot in her fucking young sweet eye.  “Going to die in agony, cunt, and I’m really, really going to like it.”  The next one I whispered to,  “Your tits are really special, cunt, I think I might save you for another time.  But you’ll have to please me, you’ll have to ask me to hurt you, and hurt you more.  If you do that you’ll live.”  Then I got my hard, thick cock out – I shouldn’t have put it away – and slipped it up her oozing fourteen-year-old, smelly twat, dribbled spit in her young mouth hole and kissed her or rather wiped my tongue round the inside of face-hole while mauling her massive young tits. 

 

She played along for all she was worth. Obviously I had removed her gag as well, and she could still speak, “I will, sir.  Please hurt me as much as you want.”

 

“Oh we will, cunt, we fucking will!”  Then I improvised for a few minutes – getting round all the cunts, telling them the truth or fucking lies, whichever I fancied, breaking another limb or two and laying into fucking huge teenage tits.  But all the time I remembered of course the purpose of the session and was careful to leave plenty for the boys to practice their skills on. My huge cock was like a fucking thick wooden rod!  It was male heaven to have these big-titted cunts available for me to vent my anger on.  Eventually my guys and the two boys rejoined me, all looking fresh as hot shit.  At that moment I surprised myself by thinking of something very rewarding.  IT WAS ALL BECAUSE OF ME!  Because of me, my guys and now the two hot young boys could experience this totally thrilling anger, and take it out on all these available young cunts.  All because of my dedication, my experience and of course, my money.  Anyway that was a heart-warming moment for me, it was good for my cock too – and men, you must forgive me stating the obvious – it was because I was pre-eminently the dominant male in this group and these boys knew it.  I was fucking top dog, I was the unchallenged silverback gorilla, there was no-one more male than me in the room.  I just needed to say that.  The guys and boys were smiling, smoking, laughing and drinking beer. They were spitting on any nearby cunt and flicking ash in its eyes, and having the odd energetic grope of a pair of huge teenage tits, but mainly to amuse each other.  I drew up a chair and let my guys start the training session. 

 

Mohican skinhead had restored the glory of his dyed-blond cock’s crown and was looking really nasty, what with his facial piercings and bleached jeans and perfectly laced black boots.  The cigarette hanging from his thin mouth was just right.  Black skinhead looked fantastic, a mixture of dangerous, youthful thug and pubescent, decadent boy-whore, or a successful very young pimp.  He had his perfect red skinhead boots on, immaculately laced, his bleached jeans and red braces, but he was bare-chested, shiny bare-chested with masses of gold chains and medallions and a full-length white, satin-lined fur coat loosely over the whole, on his head he wore a white cap, not a baseball hat, a cap with a peak.  (Sorry men, if this sounds like a fashion parade description, I just wanted you to be able to picture the scene.)  This black skinhead  took my breath away, his arrogance and his youth and his fucking meanness, he was smoking and carried a small pistol to give added style. It wouldn’t be loaded, my guys would never give this kid such responsibility.  His young boy, nigger, thick lips were an invitation to excess.  One that I intended to accept.  He jammed the gun up the fuck-hole of the nearest cunt, and fucked her aggressively with it.  The guys laughed at this, he did it to impress them.  He made the cunt lick the blood of the gun and his hand, he was mindful of his expensive white coat.  My pale, red-lipped guy was dressed simply in shiny black shoes, black jeans, narrow belt, black wife-beater vest – arm and shoulder muscles well displayed, sunglasses and a black trilby hat at the right cocky angle, that and a dangling cigarette made him perfect also.  He was giving a few athletic jump-kicks right up the cunt of the nearest slut, in between holding his lit cigarette on a young nipple or two.  My Mediterranean guy was just wearing jeans, white t-shirt and a black leather waistcoat, but looking fucking good as well, his tattoos showing to good advantage and his boots very good for inflicting serious damage.  At the moment he was holding the nose of the nearest cunt and forcing his other hand down her throat – the convulsions really got the huge tits moving satisfyingly.  He paused, withdrew his hand from her throat, slapped her face really hard and spat on her and wiped his hands using her long hair.  He lit a cigarette and called the guys to order.

 

“How to get the maximum enjoyment out of a cunt?  How to get the cunt feeling the most pain from its cunt and its tits.  Those are the questions we are here to answer.”  He wheeled over the first cunt I’d been practising on, and from its moans they could all tell she was a “hopeful” one, so they knew that the fun with her was based on her believing she could please them and save herself.  They winked at each other.  Its hands were free enough so it could rub its nasty hole and bounce its huge tits, which it was doing with desperate urgency.  This fourteen-year-old big-titted cunt was behaving like a seasoned whore for us. “Do you want to take over, boy?”  He was talking to the black skinhead in the extraordinary white fur coat, gold chains and perfect, smooth, creamy white cap – all paid for from the budget  I provided for my guys – in case you are interested.

 

“Thank you, brotha.  Now what we have here – “ he was demonstrating while smoking and holding one of the huge tits, “is a cunt that clearly wants to do its job well, I think we are agreed on that. It knows what it’s for.  Is that right, cunt?” The cunt nodded vigorously and rubbed and jiggled even more.  “I think we should give it an opportunity to show us what it can do.”  He held out his lit cigarette and the cunt tried to stick out her massive tit to meet it. “You see, not bad.”  Mohican boy undid the restraints and the cunt immediately fell to its knees, spread its legs, forced it’s hand up its cunt, bounced its huge tits up and down and stuck it’s tongue out panting like the disgusting whore it was desperate to be. Now, I forgot to tell you men, that in order to completely control the cunts environent my guys and I had arranged a simple device whereby we could simply turn the cunts round and they wouldn’t see anything that was going on and we could put head-phones over the ears, which played a continuous tape of training instructions, repeating the basic facts – such as, “You are a fucking disgusting hole for cock, you are a cunt, your purpose is to suffer fucking agony, we want you in pain, great pain and more pain …” etc.  We had done that now, they could only wait, tremble and be terrified.

 

Black skinhead knew he was going to be given instructions but he was keen to demonstrate his initiative.  “I think we should start with tit-slapping technique.  Up, cunt.”  The young, desperate whore leapt to its feet, stuck its tits out and started jiggling them.  “Ok, first I feel like slapping this cunt’s face.”  And he held its arm to prevent it falling over and gave it a tremendous slap, which made it scream and then he did it back-hand, he did this half a dozen times, then began to slap the tits.  My Mediterranean guy interrupted him. 

 

“Not bad, boy, but there are different tit-slaps you could use.”  He took the cunt from the black skinhead, held it up by its hair, and started slapping the tits up and down, hitting the nipple. “And every so often enjoy yourself by really squeezing the tit-meat.”  Then he changed hands and did the same with his left hand.  The cunt was really trying to keep its hand out of the way and let him use any part of it he wanted – it was hurtiing but it knew their was a lot, lot worse to come.  His arm muscles looked really good as he shook the cunt about by its hair, spat in its face and mauled and slapped its huge tits.  He spoke to the mohican skinhead, “Here boy, take this cunt, copy my movements but see if there’s something you can add to it. Be creative.”  He threw the fucking young whore in his direction and the nasty mohican skinhead caught it, held it by its hair and spat in its face.  He was smoking and was very keen to make a good impression.  Unlike his black mate, his sadism wasn’t second nature to him, he suffered doubts and shit such as pangs of conscious – for fuck’s sake, so therefore he had to work doubly hard to keep his thoughts and feelings under control.  I could tell this by looking at him, but I was appreciating his efforts.  He said, “Ok cunt, you want to live, don’t you?” 

 

“Oh yes, sir.  I’ll be a good slut for you, sir.”

 

“Right spread your cunt open, and keep it open, or you die.”   The cunt spread its nasty young fuck-hole and the mohican skinhead put out his lit cigarette on her clit.  She screamed the place down and of course couldn’t stay still.  He lifted her up by the hair, she hung there as he slapped her tits using the technique that had just been demonstrated.  “You die, whore!”

 

“No please, it was too painful.  Let me try again.”

 

“You want another chance, cunt?”  This fourteen year old boy looked fucking good, so fucking nasty in his skinhead gear, and his perfect dyed-blond mohican standing proud and cocky, holding the cunt up by the hair so it was on the tips of its toes and viciously mauling her big tits with his free hand.  “Down on the floor, get my boot up your cunt, then when the whole foot is up there, slap your those fucking whore tits yourself as hard as you fucking can?  Got it, cunt?”

 

“Yes, sir.” He threw it so it landed at his boots.  I thought his ideas were quite promising and his style was not bad, youthful but showing good contempt for the cunt.

 

“Good moves, boy,” said my pale, red-lipped guy, lighting another cigarette and inserting his cock up the nearest young cunt.  He wanted it in pain so he held his cigarette on its nipple for a few moments, he didn’t want to put it out though.  He put it back in his mouth, and put his free hand round its throat to begin choking it.  The first cunt was now straddling mohican skinhead’s right foot and spreading its filthy fuck-hole - it began to push its revolting slit onto his shiny black laced-up boot.

 

“Work fucking harder than that, cunt, I’m not doing anything, you fucking whore!” mohican skinhead said, “you get the whole foot up that stinking hole yourself or you die,”  The cunt grunted, and pushed and screamed.  “Don’t forget to hurt those tits, whore!”  This fourteen-year-old nasty white skinhead was good to watch.  The cunt leant back on one arm and with the other started slapping its tits in a desperate frenzy.  Nice.  The cunt was worried that it wasn’t being slutty enough for us, and it really wanted to live, so it stopped slapping its own huge fucking tits for a moment, put both hands on the floor and shoved with all its young strength forcing mohican skinheads booted foot right up its young fresh fuck-hole.  It screamed very nicely.  “Please, sir, this cunt can’t slap its enough hard enough for you, sir, I can’t hurt them enough for you, sir.”

 

“You’re dead right you can’t, so you die.”   But at this point my Mediterranean guy handed the cunt two pieces of coarse sandpaper. 

 

“Ok fuck-meat, rub those fucking huge tits raw! And I mean fucking raw! We want to see bleeding flesh, understand snot-rag?” He blew his nose in his hand and wiped it over the cunt’s face.  “Sandpaper those fucking huge tits, then we might let you live.”

 

Mohican skinhead said, “Oh sorry, I didn’t think of that.  Thank you, mate,”

 

“No problem, kid, that’s what we’re here for.”  The desperate, well-motivated young cunt without hesitation began rubbing her huge jugs hard with the sandpaper – fuck yeah! - and screaming her head off. Looking at mohican skinhead, I could see beautiful contempt for the cunt building to a climax – he was fourteen and with every fibre of his being he was despising this fucking young cunt and all fucking cunts I hope!  Great.  “You fucking dog-turd!  You disgusting fucking cunt!  You fucking love it, don’t you, whore?” and he shoved more of his boot up its fuck-hole. “Hold it for me, mate.”  And my black wife-beater guy – pale with red lips – stood on the cunts arms so it couldn’t sandpaper its tits for the moment, and mohican skinhead leant back, and with naked fucking hatred, shoved and manoeuvred till the heel of his boot was right up its cunt, attempting to cause it as much pain as possible; its huge tits were as required - red raw now.  My black wife-beater guy still with his trilby hat, sunglasses and smoking, stood with his feet on the cunts arms and was dripping some liquid from a small bottle onto the massive sore tits. 

 

“Watch the effect, guys.”  Antiseptic or acid – whatever – it did the trick.  The screams were great.  “Let’s fucking kill the cunt!” yelled mohican skinhead. It arms were released, my wife-beater and trilby guy leaned over for a baseball bat, mohican skinhead drove his boot right up the cunt, and even lifted the cunt up a couple of times on the end of his boot and did his best to smash it down on the floor. Not a graceful move, but I admired his commitment. Then my handsome, red-lipped guy in the black trousers, black wife-beater, trilby and sunglasses smashed the life out of the fucking stupid cunt with the baseball bat.  Fuck yeah!  He pulled it off mohican skinhead’s boot and kicked it out of the way.

 

“Fucking die!  Useless piece of fuck-meat!  Die, you fucking cunt!”  Naturally it was left to die slowly in a corner, in despair and agony – it goes without saying..

 

My Mediterranean guy brought over the next cunt, it was the one with a broken leg.  He had removed its headphones, it was moaning and begging.  “Shut the fuck up!”

He reached into its mouth with a special pair of cutting pliers and cut out the cunt’s tongue. He quickly applied the cauterising agent, he didn’t want to spoil the fun by letting the cunt choke on it own blood. “That’s better.  Ok, boy,” he was addressing the sexy black skinhead, “your challenge is to maximise the agony this cunt is already in.”  He jiggled its broken leg, “but only using the tits.  Over to you.”  The black skinhead put his hands on his hips, spreading his white fur-coat and stood contemplating the agonised young cunt for a moment or two.  He waved the gun in the cunts face to add to its terror. Although the cunt would probably have welcomed being shot at that moment.  He tucked the gun away and having decided he quickly got some leather thongs which had been soaking in water.  He tied one tight around the base of each massive tit – as near to its chest as he could get.  He called his mohican mate over to put his finger on the knot while he tied it, both of them.  The tits stuck out like fucking basketballs – great! - and quickly began to change colour. 

 

“Is there a hair-drier?”  There was one of course.  With the hair-drier he quickly dried the thongs which naturally shrank as the water evaporated squeezing the massive tits even tighter.  They looked fucking obscene.  The cunt was in fucking agony. Fuck yeah!  Black skinhead cheated momentarily and gave her broken leg a vicious kick – youthful exuberance, he just wanted the cunt to feel even more excruciating pain – fuck great! - so we allowed him that.  He stood back again contemplating his work.  The cunt’s tits were like huge purple globes now, shining, with blood vessels clearly visible.  “Now what shall I do, do I go for agony or … er, for making a picture?  Is it a matter of what looks good or what causes the cunt the most pain possible?”

 

“Remember your challenge, maximise the cunt’s agony using the tits?  But you can do both if you think about it?”  He did think about it and came up with an idea.  He removed his white fur coat and put it out of the way of any mess, and picked up a whip.  “Ok guys, I’m going to see if I can fucking destroy these tits with this.  I don’t know if I am capable of it as I’ve never used a whip before, but there’s first time for every thing.”  He stood back, cracked the whip to get the feel of it, and started lashing cunt’s bloated tits.  It looked fucking good and obviously caused the cunt appalling pain.  We were all pleased.  After a few false starts he was using the whip quite skilfully and was engaging all his strength.  But after several minutes  – the tits were reduced to a bloody mess - he said that he didn’t want to bore us and thought we should move on.  We disagreed, we wanted more whipping till the tits were really fucking destroyed as he had promised.  “Ok, let’s do it then.”  First he lit himself a cigarette – so bad for his health but who gives a shit – then he held the lighter under one whipped tit for a minute or so just to amuse us.  It did.  “Great, boy!  Fuck yeah!  Now destroy those fucking tits!”   And he whipped them for another five minutes.  Fucking great.  They were totally bloody, virtually skinned, but amazingly still recognisable as tits.  Actually he had judged it perfectly.  My Mediterranean guy said to him, “Well done, boy.  Now the challenge is how is the cunt going to die.  It has to be horrible agony, of course, and take a long time.  We don’t have watch it, the enjoyment is in knowing that it’s continuing.

 

The black skinhead said, “Can we inject the tits with anything?”

 

“Mm, we could,” said my Mediterranean guy, “a bit on the medical procedure side for the boss’s taste, we all prefer more basic tortures.  Obviously we inject the consciousness raising drug – that’s a necessity, but we tend to avoid hospital type stuff.”

 

“How about this, guys?  Is there anyway we could make a fucking hole deep into the tit-meat and pour some of that battery acid in?”

 

“That’s the thinking we like!” and my Mediterranean guy high-fived the kid.  With the older guys help, using a basic drill and bit, they bored a hole into what was left of each bloated and bloodied tit – down from the top and, through a small funned, let a corrosive liquid pour down into the depths of the tit-meat.  The cunt’s agony must have been terrible – fuck yeah! - anyway it was wheeled out of the way to take a few hours to die.  We turned to a fresh cunt.  After the rather finicky process of getting acid deep inside those bloated, ruined tits, the guys decided it was time for ten minutes or so of something more spontaneous.  They released this next cunt and had some fun watching it try to escape – hitting it and punching it, then they fucked it silly, took the baseball bats and smashed its tits and face – fuck yeah! I really liked watching that part – the joy of this consciousness drug is that even with broken face bones and a cracked skull the whore remains fully aware of the pain and what’s better – knows what’s happening to it!  My guys jammed the baseball bats viciously up the cunt’s revolting, loathsome fuck-hole and shit-hole, shook it about a bit, then had fun – laughing about who could hit hardest as they smashed its legs and arms, two of them picked it up by its wrecked arms and legs, gave it a couple of swings and threw it in corner leaving it to die in utter agony and despair. Fuck yeah!  They lit cigarettes and had a beer.  They needed it – I was so admiring the work of my guys and these hot boys – my big, long, thick cock was fucking rock hard and leaking pre-cum like a fucking tap. They wheeled out the fourth trussed up big-titted fourteen-year-old cunt.  Time for a more considered approach again.

 

My red-lipped, paler guy spoke to the mohican skinhead.  “Ok stud, let’s give this cunt something to think about before you start on the tits.  Ram something inventive up it’s fuck-hole.”  Mohican skinhead thought hard.  He chose a hard bristled lavatory brush – not particularly original – but he used it with style, a bit like a magician doing a trick – now you see it, now you don’t.  He sawed it in and out of this young big-titted cunt’s smelly, disgusting fuck-hole – his dyed-blond, cock-crow hair standing proud and his pierced face showing all the loathing and contempt he had experienced with the earlier fucking cunt. This hot boy’s face, this hot, mean, nasty fucking grimace, indicated an important element in the training programme and the guys and me were pleased to see him learning this to give in to and enjoy his instinctive loathing for cunts..  Soon he would experience this feeling continually and not be surprised by it, but it would take more training to achieve that.

 

“Fuck yeah!  Ruin that fuck-hole, boy!   Ram it up there, make the fucking cunt scream!”  We cheered him on.  Then leaving the hard-bristled brush rammed up its loathsome cunt he turned his attention to the tits.  He seemed at a loss, so he started slapping them, he stubbed out his cigarette viciously on a nipple.  My wife-beater and trilby hat guy, cool sunglasses and pale with red-lips, came to his assistance, showing genuine and deep concern for the boys feelings – he stepped in quickly before the sexy skinhead could even begin to feel inadequate..  He knew that the problem was - the mohican skinhead was so overcome with this sense of masculine aggression, and so unused to such an overwhelming experience he didn’t know what to do to express it.  My red-lipped guy fitted a pair of “knuckle-dusters” on his hands.  “This is what you need, kid.”  Men, I don’t know if I’ve made this clear, but one of the distinguishing characteristic of my guys and their work was the warmth and generosity with which they helped each other  progress.  It was a great supportive feeling.  Anyway my red-lipped, trilby hated guy now pulled the young cunt’s head back by the hair.  He looked considerately at the hesitant, hot, mean-looking skinhead. “You are doing really good stuff, mate.  Now, do exactly what I say.  Ok?”  Mohican skinhead nodded, rubbing the knuckle-dusters.  Red-lipped, trilby hat guy’s face darkened with ferocious anger,  “Just punch its fucking face in, boy.”   Mohican skinhead paused slightly, as I said, his sadism wasn’t as developed as the black skinhead’s yet. Red-lipped, trilby hat guy’s face was full of concern again, “You know you can do it, just look at it and think - this sweet, innocent, blameless, huge-titted fourteen year old cunt,  – its all its fucking fault….” face darkening again …”it deserves whatever you give it.  Ok, kid?”  So finding the feeling and ignoring the tits again mohican skinhead viciously punched the face in on this innocent fourteen year old cunt again and again – fucking cool - and the knuckle dusters really caused some great fucking damage.  Its face was totally smashed.  Again we cheered him on.

 

“Harder boy!  Smash the cunt’s fucking face in!  Fuck yeah! Again!”  My red-lipped, pale guy had been totally correct, it was very therapeutic for the young boy, and obviously what he needed at that moment because he went on punching the cunt’s face in long after it was just a bloody mess of tissue and bone.  But it wasn’t quite dead and the drug was keeping it conscious, so we knew it wasn’t missing any of the agony.  Which was satisfying.  “Feel better, boy?”

 

“Fuck yeah!  I feel fucking great!”

 

“Good, we like that.”

 

“Thank you.”

 

“No need for thanks, we knew you had it in you, you needed a bit of encouragement, that’s all.   Now what are you going to do the whore’s tits?”  The boy’s face was instantly a very pleasing picture of totally hatred and contempt.

 

“Can I just cut ‘em up?  I feel like just cutting them.”  He was virtually dancing with eagerness.  Testosterone was bubbling out of him.

 

“Go ahead.  Let’s see how you do it.”   He took a sharp knife and he attacked those huge tits like crazed butcher-boy - a fucking young, sexy, crazed butcher-boy - stabbing and tearing.  It was primitive but satisfying, very messy though.  He paused occasionally to remove the hard-bristled lavatory brush from its fuck-hole and attack the appallingly wounded tits with it, brushing them as hard as if he was removing graffiti from a wall on community service.  Then he would ram it up back its fucking cunt freshly bloodied from the wrecked tits.  Despite its complete absence of finesse I was enjoying it hugely, because it was so surprising to see this mean, fourteen-year-old boy, let himself go so thoroughly.  He was revealing his true nature and I liked it.  The mohican style hair on this boy was a perfect expression of his male-superiority – he looked fucking good stabbing the tits on this fourteen-year-old cunt – which is what mattered to me. He would make the grade, I had no doubts about his innate nature now – he just needed the opportunity.

 

That one was left to bleed out, and another wheeled over.  Needless to say a bit of cleaning up had taken place, also my guys indulged in a bit of man-loving between cunts, the atmosphere was so fucking charged!  Also they were all very aware of the male camaraderie that was flowing through us all and we wanted to express it - man sucking boy’s faces, and cocks rammed down male throats.  After this, following instructions the two boys worked together on the next set of huge tits.  They were told to give this cunt hope – so black skinhead kept talking lovingly to the stupid cunt – “Do what we want babe, and you’ll be ok –“ smoking between sentences, holding the cunt’s nose and exhaling smoke down its mouth-hole affectionately, and half-choking it with his free hand.  “You’re really pretty, slut, I think I want you for my girlfriend. You just have to keep saying how much you love cock – ok cunt?  Stuff like that.  Oh and how much you want to suffer pain – you want give us hot men a good time, don’t you?” and more shit like that.  And in order that the cunt could give us this entertainment, the tit torture was comparatively mild to deceive the cunt into thinking it could survive if it really tried.  All in all it made a good contrast.  So mohican skinhead stuck a variety of pins, skewers and darts into and all over those fucking huge young tits, looking at us and making jokes as he did so and black skinhead kept gently massaging its cunt, half choking it and spewing sweet-talking shit in its ear.  A very inventive combination thought up, naturally by my two original guys – who were in their twenties in case you had forgotten.  The black teenage skinhead got the stupid young fucking cunt to shout out some great stuff.

 

“That’s it, hurt my fucking big tits!”  Obviously the cunt didn’t think up these words itself, black skinhead was prompting it.  “Oh I love cock!  I want the biggest cock in the world stuffed up my cunt!   Oh please, shove something fucking big up my disgusting fuck-hole!”

 

He grinned at us.  Then turning back to the stupid cunt, “Is that what you want, babe?”  He was kissing it, licking its ear and gently fucking it with his fingers.  Promising love and more love to the stupid cunt. He was holding his hands round its throat till it turned blue, then let it breathe again, at the same time swearing undying romantic love!  Fucking stupid cunt!

 

“Oh fuck, yeah!”  The cunt was so confused and terrified it didn’t know if really did want something gigantic stuffed up it or not. 

 

“Big.  Shove it up me!”

 

“Fucking big, babe?”

 

“Yes, fucking big!  Please my cunt’s dying for it!”  Was it being tortured or made love to?  It fucking didn’t know.

 

“Ok babe, anything for you because you’re my special bitch, right babe?  We’ll shove something fucking big up your cunt, sweet tits, if that’s what you want?”  

 

“Oh yes, you are so sexy, I love what you are doing to me.”

 

“Do you, babe?  You want to be my girlfriend, cunt?  Be my special cunt?  How old are you, babe?”

 

“I’m thirteen!  I fucking know what I want.”

 

“Fucking great, babe!” And he shoved his hand further up the fuck-hole.  ”You’ll be my special cunt, mmm, babe?  Tell me again, cunt.  Tell me to shove something huge up this fuck-hole, babe, if you love me. Yell it out, babe.  Go on, babe, for me, sweet tits, yell it out.”  The cunt had realised that co-operation was its best option and since it was more in heat than it had ever been in its short life it had no problem shouting out..

 

“Fuck me! Shove something big up my juicy, thirteen-old-twat!”

 

“That’s it, babe, more of that.”

 

“This fucking slut really wants it!” commented mohican skinhead.

 

“Oh yeah, babe, you’re so different from the others, I really want you, babe.  Shout some more stuff.”  It had really got into talking about itself in the third person. 

 

“Fucking shove something huge up that fucking nasty slit, now!”  It was sagging and squirming and writhing like the cock-craving fucking whore it was, and black skinhead was teasing this moronic young cunt like fucking crazy. 

 

“Please!  I’m desperate for it!” This was good hearing this apparently thirteen-year-old cunt let her true feelings out, but what the cunt couldn’t know was that its words and its desperation made us FUCKING HATE IT.  And want to hurt it, sooooooooo much.  We were hating the cunt from the depths our beings, loathing and despising the fucking stupid twat.  Black skinhead was really enjoying himself keeping up the act for just a moment longer.

 

“Ok, babe.  Remember it’s what you asked for…”  Fuck yeah!  Something big was going up that twat.  The guys and me started laughing when we saw what it was.. A fucking traffic cone!  That’s what my red-lipped guy handed to the black skinhead – fucking traffic cone!  The cunt started screaming at the sight of it.

 

“But you asked me for it, babe, and I want to give you what you ask for.”    He laughed harder – looking at us to share the joke. It was very funny in the circumstances.  He spat in the betrayed cunt’s face.  “You fucking stupid whore!  You’ll be my special cunt all right, I want to watch you fucking die! Fucking die with this shoved up your fucking cunt!”  He slapped the pathetic cunt’s face fucking hard a few times.  Then, with his thick-lipped fourteen-year-old nigga-boy face twisted in contempt, filled with hatred for this pathetically stupid young bitch who had thought he wanted to be its boyfriend – he energetically choked it till it turned purple – the stupid fucking cunt deserved it, and the young boy had to express his feelings somehow.  A long way from dead yet, and a bit of lubrication – the blood provided the rest – the cunt lowered on its back, huge tits stuck with darts, pins – whatever and the traffic cone was forced satisfyingly up its fuck-hole.  Right up to its base. Not possible.  Brute force and determination. Men, you are familiar with traffic cones?  They are hollow, so using the sledge-hammer to force it right up the cunt was difficult as there was no area large enough to take the hits – but it was achieved by putting the sledge-hammer inside the cone and smashing it up the disgusting cunt that way.  It split the cunt right open – obviously, but what matters is it was good, masculine fun, and the boys were learning all the time.  That one was similarly wheeled out of the way to die slowly in agony – in fucking sublime, unimaginable agony. Fuck yeah!  Bring on the next.  Fifth or sixth?  Who fucking cares. Men, do you approve of our training methods?  What could we do to improve them?  All comments favourable or otherwise to EricBoss1a@hotmail.co.uk

 

Men, at this point I really needed a cunt in which to insert my fucking big, thick, long fucking hard cock. Naturally I preferred the owner of the cunt to in pain – not just be in pain but also to be in actual agony - then I needed to deepen that agony.  So the guys dragged over for me one of the cunts dying painfully in a corner, don’t remember which fucking one.  While they were doing that I slid my cock inside one of my special sheaths – viciously spiked on the outside – then I pulled the wrecked cunt onto it.  Mmm, the cunt was still conscious enough to react with satisfyingly agonised groans.  I knew I was causing it sublime pain.  I was ready and set for the next demonstration.

 

“Boys, something new with this cunt.  You needn’t start with the tits if you don’t feel like it, but obviously they must bare the brunt of your work eventually.  Any ideas?”  My Mediterranean guy was taking the lead now.  He lit a cigarette and let the match burn under one of the nipples – why waste a match?  My red-lipped, paler guy, surprisingly, was feeling an itch in his own shit-hole so he lowered his pants, keeping on his trilby hat and sunglasses and offered his ass to my Mediterranean guy.  He obliged, sliding his massive, multi-pierced cock up his colleague’s hot hole.   A look of intense satisfaction on both their faces.  Now, what can these fucking hot, skinhead boys do to this next huge-titted fourteen-year-old cunt?

 

First, black skinhead put on his white fur-coat – so no blood, to start with anyway.  Then they both lit cigarettes and following my Mediterranean guy’s lead, let the matches burn down each under a nipple on a fucking huge tit.  This cunt must have been one of those with its tongue already removed because it wasn’t gagged but gave out really good groans and screams.  The mean fucker, mohican skinhead popped his still burning match in the cunt’s complaining open mouth.  “Eh mate, I bet this cunt fancies me more than you.”

 

“Oh yeah, what makes you think that, mate?” He flung his coat back theatrically and put his hands on his hips.  “Because I bet this cunt would fucking love to feel my big, black, young cock pounding her brains out.  Isn’t that right, cunt?”  He punctuated his affectionate question with a vicious uppercut to the nearest huge tit.  I suppose the young boy had forgotten the number of gold rings he was wearing which undoubtedly caused the tit-meat extra unpleasantness.  The cunt groaned in shock and pain but believe it or not it nodded vigorously in answer to the question.  Men, remember that these cunts had seen something of what was happening earlier and been listening to the “conditioning” tape in headphones for an hour or so.

 

“Let’s have a test.” Mohican skinhead suggested.  “That ok with you, cunt?”  Naturally, he followed his question with a satisfyingly hard slap to the cunt’s innocent, young face - just to keep it up to the mark you understand.  The hot black skinhead spoke lovingly to the immobilised slut.  “Who do you want to start playing with your fucking huge tits, cunt?  Me or him?”  The cunt looked panic stricken.  “I think you’d better choose. Which one of us hot young guys gets you creaming your smelly fuck-hole, babe?”  The cunt nodded at him, not knowing if that was wise or not. Mohican skinhead laughed, enjoying the joke with his black mate.

 

“Right that’s one broken finger to me,” Mohican skinhead said.  “Ok cunt, because you chose him, I get to break your little finger.  Ready whore?   Here goes …”  and not looking at the cunt but looking at his black mate and then at us - with a broad grin on his pierced, nasty face - he slowly bent the cunt’s little finger back until it snapped – nice or what?  I gave an extra shove with the spiked dildo up the ruined cunt who was sheathing my fucking big, fat cock.  My paler, red-lipped guy grunted with satisfaction and pushed back on the big cock shoved up his hole.  “You really want me to play with your fucking big tits, don’t you babe?”  The cunt nodded vigorously at mohican skinhead.  Black skinhead went into violent mock outrage.

 

“You fucking two-timing bitch!”  Mohican skinhead laughed hugely at this while black skinhead broke every finger on her other hand slowly, one after the other.  The cunt’s continuous screams gave an added impetus to my pain-fucking of the half-dead cunt stuck on my big, fat, long cock, as it did to my Mediterranean guy who shoved his thick, pierced, phenomenal cock, harder – much harder - in and out of his friends hot hole.  The two skinheads, so different in style and background, looked fucking cool - smoking, laughing and torturing this huge-titted, totally innocent, young cunt.  For the next question they took their fourteen-year-old cocks out.

 

“Ok slut, this is your last fucking chance,” said black skinhead winking at his mohican mate.  “Which cock is best, his or mine?”  The two skinhead boys stuck their hips out and waggled their boy cocks.  The contraption which held this cunt allowed it to be turned upside down, so they did this and let their hard cocks waggle in front of the despairing cunt’s face.  “Come on, you fucking cunt, make a fucking decision,” said black skinhead, knocking ash from his cigarette onto the cunt’s upturned fuck-hole.  He immediately decided this wasn’t enough – “I said make a fucking decision!” - and he held the cigarette on it’s clit and let it burn.  Fucking ace – the cunt screamed really nicely.  He stubbed it out where it was – actually it would have been better if he’d continued to hold it there – but the impatience of youth!  He lit another cigarette while demanding an answer from the fucking cunt.  Meanwhile mohican skinhead was breaking the remaining fingers on the hand he had started on – because the cunt wouldn’t decide.  The combination of the cunt’s screams, the street-boy anger and language, and of course, their young, masculine good looks was a fucking turn on.  These boys were great.

 

The cunt eventually chose the black cock, and black skinhead cheered while mohican skinhead spun it round and was able to give it a really good, brutal kicking in its cunt. “You fucking whore, what’s wrong with my cock.  You fucking whores want black cock all the time!”  Then black skinhead spun it back and put his cock in its mouth briefly just enough to confuse it, he wiped a load of cum round its lips – but again the joys of youth, even after he had cum he didn’t lose either his hardon or his interest.  He quickly got some especially strong pins and gave one to his mate.  They pushed them through the tit-meat behind the nipples as they had been taught – hardly any blood, important for his coat, but more important the pins wouldn’t be dragged out easily.  These pins were made with strong magnets attached – now the boys got other, handheld magnets and had fun seeing which of them could get the tit-meat to stretch furthest with the pull of the magnets alone, without touching the tit, if you follow me.  “Here tit-meat, here titty titty …”  The tits stretched out towards the magnets and the boys were enjoying their joke of calling cats to get some food.  The magnets were very powerful and were able to keep the young cunt’s huge tits stretched out – it was an unusual and pleasant looking torture – to see these fucking huge tits standing up right up and straining outwards  - apparently on their own - as if begging and stretching away from the frail body of this tortured, fourteen year old cunt.  When they had enjoyed this for long enough, the two, virile teenage boys decided to each rip – forcibly - the attached magnet out of the cunt’s nipple – black-skinhead took off his white fur-coat and stowed it out of harms’ way first – “One, two, three, fucking go!”

 

They tore the cunt’s nipples off, and then taking a huge bleeding tit each simply gave them a good, old-fashioned mauling.  Kneading the tit-meat like dough, spitting on the cunt’s face, slapping the tits and the face and stopping to burn the tits when they felt like it.  The young cunt screamed continuously and pleasantly.  The two fucking hot skinhead boys having proved quite conclusively that they had considerable expertise in the proper use of tits for male pleasure they released the cunt and it fell to the floor.  My guys and me taking our cocks out of our respective holes, or removing a shit-hole from a cock - we joined the young boys and all had a good time kicking the cunt every which way, as hard as we could - treating the stupid fucking whore like a football – I assume we kicked it to death – but we had fun, we were able to get really fucking angry, and share our feelings with each other. Men, you know how much I appreciate looks of hate and aggression on male faces, soooo fucking hot - and we encouraged each other to kick the cunt harder – it was a nasty bleeding mess when we had done, but this release came at the right time, because just then Joe walked in.

 

Joe, as you probably remember, was a body-builder in his early twenties, not tall, but fucking wide, and he was smoking his ubiquitous cigar.  He generally brought something new to the party and this time was no different.  But we’ll come to that in a moment.  For now I filled Joe in on the demonstrations so far.  We had used up five of the available cunts – as follows: 

 

Cunt one – tit slapping techniques, boot up the cunt, sandpapered tits

Cunt two – broken leg, tits tied with thongs, whipped, acid deep in tits

Cunt three – lavatory brush up the fuck-hole, face - knuckle-dusters, tits stabbed

Cunt four – please shove something big up my fuck-hole – traffic cone

Cunt five – which skinhead was hottest? – tit-magnets and kicked to death

 

He made no comment, simply took over.  With Joe in charge things instantly became more intense – no more laughing, no more jokes, no more relaxed spontaneity, just fucking nasty.  Cunt six – giant tits squeezed flat between two boards connected with screws, legs and arms broken, baseball up the cunt – left to die. The two skinhead boys were made to do all the work, Joe giving orders like a sergeant major.  The two boys worked diligently under his instruction, keen to impress him.  Beside mere mechanically activity they knew they had to keep thinking, because Joe would want to see their cocks hard and dripping the whole time.  He had his out and casually stroked it while he smoked and issued orders.  Cunt seven – tits burned off slowly and thoroughly using a blowlamp, left to die of shock.  Cunt eight – mechanical again, massive tits ground down with hand-held electric sanders, huge metal spike smashed up its cunt with a sledge hammer, dead.  Cunt nine – bits of the whore’s huge tits sliced off chunk by chunk and the cunt forced to swallow them, (warning, the knives had to be extremely sharp so the boys had to take care no to cut themselves) turned upside down and corrosive funnelled into fuck-hole, left to die in agony.  My two guys, who obviously didn’t need this training, were concentrating on my fucking big, thick, long cock.  They were sharing it between them, alternately licking and sucking expertly - one of my favourites is to see my huge cock sliding between the kissing mouths and tongues of two hot guys.  Cunt ten – several large nails driven – one after the other, into the front of the massive tits using heavy hammers – nice cracking of chest bones here – followed by some vicious cunt kicking, added because I assume because Joe felt like seeing it, left to die of shock. 

 

I was most impressed and very pleased with how the training was progressing.  Looking down at my two guys literally worshiping my fucking big cock and slurping spit into each other’s mouths I reflected that I had two of the most revolting, disgusting, sadistic young men in the world at my service. No lowest-of-the-low porn actor could come near my men for degradation, and of course their sadism and murderous abilities were very rare.  I didn’t spend too long being grateful, I had trained them myself after all.  And fucking hot Joe seemed to be dedicated to me although he was in an altogether different league, a free spirit.  Anyway soon I’d have these two young skinhead boys trained and ready to add to my stable. Cunt eleven – massive tits used for grip training, using techniques adapted from body-building, cunt not immobilised but with arms restrained, lifting the cunt holding it one handed, fingers and thumbs fiercely gripped onto the tits, holding the cunt for a specific count and lowering, low to moderate number of reps..  A couple of minutes between sets, allowing your team mate to take his turn, a dozen or so sets each after which the tits are pretty much ruined – from grip strength alone, an alternative is to get one arm right up the fuck-hole and perform bicep curls – after this, face smashed in with a baseball bat, left to die.  Cunt twelve – two rats inserted up the cunt and sealed in, cunt fixed in bent back position, clumps of hair nailed to the floor, taking it in turns whipping its fucking huge tits with old car aerials, left to die from internal bleeding but with tits liberally covered in corrosive liquid to add to the agony.  Cunt thirteen – persuaded to fuck itself furiously with a pineapple while its tits were stretched to inhuman proportions by strong thread sewn in the tit-meat behind the nipples, black skinhead did the stretching while mohican skinhead held the cunt back by the hair, the cunt had been told if it continued fucking itself with pineapple it would live, smashed its face in with a baseball bat, left to die.

 

Cunt fourteen – Joe added the first of his surprises here.  A pale, utterly traumatised, willowy blond boy who had been forced to watch all this.  Joe now wanted the two skinheads to corrupt this public school boy – well he looked like a public schoolboy.  So Joe pushed him over to the two hot skinheads and just said, “I want to see you make him enjoy it.”

 

“You’re not a homo, are you mate?”

 

“Please, I don’t want to be here.”

 

“I didn’t ask you that.  You like cunt’s.”

 

“I like girls, yes.”

 

“Say cunts.”  The boy knew better than to disobey.  He was probably a year or two older than the skinheads but he looked very fresh and innocent.

 

“I like cunts.”

 

“That’s better.  We’re getting a bit tired, so you are going to work over this next cunt.  First, look the cunt in the eye and tell you are going to fucking destroy her cunt and her fucking big tits.  Do it now.”  The boy looked at the trembling and sweating trussed up cunt in front of him, tried to ignore the groans, and the gore left from the other exhibits and did what he was told.

 

“I’m going to fucking destroy your cunt and your fucking big tits. You fucking whore!”  I really like hearing an innocent young man talk like that.  Any way no need to go into details here as it was similar to a procedure carried out on nigga-boy (snuffed nigga-boy) described in another of my accounts.  At the end of it, having been made to beat his cunt to death with a baseball bat he was given a large dildo, a very large dildo, some lube, and told to ram it up his boy-hole a thousand and one times and his had to count out loud.  So the beautiful blond boy lay on his back and tried to please us.  He would be used up this session, he had no potential.

 

Cunt fifteen – enter another of Joe’s surprises. A big surprise this. A jungle man, so fucking scary Joe had had to restrain him with chains, nearly seven feet tall, out of his mind on something chemical – no cause for alarm, men, Joe – brilliant, fucking hard Joe - had him completely under control.  He handed his lead, and whips to the two skinheads who were understandably worried.

 

“He’ll obey orders, just crack the whip.  Get him to fuck the cunt, rip its tits off and eat them at the same time.”  So the boys did that without hesitation.  It was quite a sight to watch them making this human male animal fuck this young cunt and rip off its huge tits with its massive hands.  He crammed them into his mouth and chewed, blood running down his chin and hairy body.  His grunts and the shouted orders of the two boys and the cracking of the whip were really good, unusual but fucking good.

 

Where does Joe get them?  Some lunatic from the army somewhere, promised drugs etc.  It’s not that hard. Anyway the animal was left chained and gibbering in a corner – he’d live to entertain us another day.  Finally cunt sixteen – and the last of Joe’s surprises.  I was very curious to see how Joe was going to use this exhibit.  He was the faggiest, slimmest, slightest pussy boy I’ve seen in a quite a while – a really screaming pansy-boy, with long painted nails and a lipsticked mouth, but he was so small he could have been a dwarf or a child, he wasn’t, he was probably nineteen or twenty. He was naked and gleaming with liberal coating of oil. Cunt sixteen was spread eagled and Joe gave his instructions.  Black skinhead and mohican skinhead – both wearing gloves so as to get a purchase on the oiled body - picked the dwarf-like pansy up and holding his little hands together – as if in prayer - forced them up the nasty, oozing fuck-hole.  The boy was screaming as much as the cunt, but the two skinheads, of course, ignored that.  Then, this this pansy dwarf was pushed up the whore as far as his shoulders.  It was very unusual and very revolting – mmm, good.  Mohican skinhead held him up there while black skinhead started on the massive fucking tits.  Wearing the gloves, he pasted the tits with some itching substance which really had the whore jiggling well, and as she jiggled mohican skinhead, looking fucking fantastic, continued pushing, opening up the fuck-hole much wider than if it was giving birth.  Black skinhead left the tits and with more of the slippery itching paste he coated the dwarf-pansy boy’s face and head.  Keeping the gloves on, black skinhead guided the head while mohican skinhead kept up the pressure.  Slowly but surely the head went up the cunt!  Fuck yeah!  The cunt was screaming in agony from the burning, itchy tits and this wriggling, fighting, squirming, itchy-paste-covered and long-nailed pansy-boy being shoved up its disgusting, loathsome fuck-hole.  I was in heaven.  The pansy boy was fighting for his life as he was now suffocating, the writhing and convulsion going on inside the cunt had to be seen to be believed.  Joe looked at me impassively, smoking his cigar.  I congratulated him.  “Best yet, mate.”  He almost smiled, but he lowered his trousers, bent over and offered me his muscular arse.  I slipped it up him and shoved gloriously, such a fucking hot muscled man.  My two guys fucked each other, and the two skinheads lit cigarettes and using the funnel slipped as many rats at they could fit up the arse of the pansy-boy dwarf sticking out of the writhing, huge-titted, fourteen-year old, agonised and dying cunt’s fuck-hole.

 

“Seven hundred and thirty eight,” grunt, “seven hundred and thirty nine …” grunt, “Somebody help me, have mercy on me.”  Seven hundred and forty …” grunt.

 

“Here boy.”   The willowy blond boy stopped shoving the dildo in and out of his boy-hole and crawled to bent over Joe.  The gorgeous boy’s face was full of pathetic hope.

 

“Show me your fuck hole, boy.  Hold it open.”   The boy did as he was told immediately, desperately hoping to be allowed to survive this session – a monumental session from our point of view..  “Stay like that.”  Without any need for me to stop fucking Joe, he held his hand out to black skinhead, indicating he wanted the pistol, the one he’d been playing with all night.  Fantastic, muscular Joe loaded it with bullets found in the pocket of the trousers round his ankles, and he inserted it - and his hand and muscled forearm- up the beautiful blond kid’s distended boy-cunt, the boy groaned and moaned, the large dildo having opened him up nicely,  but the fresh, young boy stayed where he was..  “Ready, boss?”

 

“When you are, Joe.”  Joe fired the pistol up his boy-cunt several times.  I came up Joe’s hole. 

 

The End.