With apologies for the delay. Warning: This story is a work of fiction. It contains graphic descriptions of punishments, non-consensual homo_s_e_x_ual activity (including _s_e_x_ with characters who would be regarded as minors ie above the age of 16 but under the age of 21) and other matters, which are unsuitable for minors. DO NOT READ if such material is considered offensive or unpalatable or if it is illegal to do so in your jurisdiction. The original story was typed in 1984 and is extremely loosely based on German texts of the early 20th century.
Chapter XIII: An entertaining lunch
Felix could feel his buttocks swelling even as he ascended the stairs whilst Franz rubbed his own in a futile attempt to ease the pain that accompanied every step. They were led into an anteroom where they found Gaston and eleven other prisoners. The guards simply stood by and watched their charges.
Felix wiped the tears from his face and looked intently at his fellow prisoners. Each had been in the contingent in which Felix had been brought to the prison. Each was either in his late teens or early twenties and quite handsome. All were clearly anxious as to the purpose of the assembly.
In the adjacent dining room, the Governor addressed his guests as they stood around sipping pre-luncheon drinks. "Gentlemen," he said quietly, " I have invited you here today as a sign of my appreciation for your generosity in providing our prisoners with meaningful work. Our close friend and learned Judge, his assistant and Dr Weiss are here because they too make a most useful contribution to our organization.
"Today, we have selected some of the prisoners - one for each of you - who shall be required to do your every bidding. Two of the prisoners - the two who were punished today and one other - have been set aside for Dr Weiss and young Pierre here but the others are for your personal selection.
"I propose that they be required to serve us during our repast and then you may either take your pleasure in one of the private rooms or observe any of the activities in which our other guests might seek their satisfaction. Guards will be available at all times to ensure that the prisoners obey instructions and you should feel free to chastise them, or have them chastised, if you consider they require a reminder of their servility."
As the Warden's guests sipped their drinks and salivated at the prospects that awaited them, one of the guards was dispatched to the adjacent anteroom.
All the prisoners were required to remove all their clothing and, given the large number of guards in attendance, lost no time in complying. Many of the prisoners blushed as they stood naked in the room and many observed quite closely the damage that had been inflicted on Felix and Franz.
A guard entered the chamber in which the fourteen prisoners stood, naked and bewildered. Felix felt a shiver pass down his spine.
The guard ordered the prisoners to line up in a single file and to stand at attention. "You have been given the honour of serving the Warden's guests," he said in a quiet voice. "You shall be attending upon important men and shall obey any and every command which is given to you. Should you resist, protest, disobey in any way, you shall be in the centre courtyard this evening for a flogging which you shall never forget. You may think that what you saw earlier was severe but, I can assure you, that will be nothing compared to what you shall receive if you disobey any commend whist you are here.
"You two," he continued, pointing to Gaston and Franz, "you shall lead the parade so come to the front of the line here. You, (pointing to Felix) shall remain here for the time being."
The two prisoners took their appointed positions. Felix stayed where he was.
The guard signalled for the door to the dining room to be opened and the prisoners, escorted by ten guards marched into the adjoining room.
The Warden and his guests admired the column of naked flesh as the prisoners filed into the room and stood at attention facing the gathered guests.
Dr Weiss was the first to speak and ordered Gaston to join him. Hesitantly, Gaston stepped from the line and moved to the Doctor who bid him stand beside him. Pierre directed Franz to join him.
At a signal from the Warden, the other guests surveyed the remaining prisoners and began their selection. Knowing his guests' preferences as well as he did, the Warden had arranged for each of his guests to find a suitable prisoner and there was no wrangling as the selection proceeded. Pierre watched his master, the Judge, appraising the offerings and was not at all surprised when the Judge selected one of the youngest of the prisoners - a smooth fleshed, flaxen faired youth of perhaps seventeen or eighteen years of age.
When the selections were completed, a few minutes were allowed to pass while the guests acquainted themselves with their selection. Hands roamed over naked flesh, buttocks were squeezed and quiet commands given to the prisoners by their temporary masters.
Gaston's worst fears were confirmed as Dr Weiss pried open his nether cheeks and whispered in his ear that he was so glad that Gaston was a virgin back there. Franz was similarly appalled as Pierre told him directly that he would lose his virginity that very afternoon.
The Judge said nothing to his victim but ran his hands over the swollen buttocks of the youth. The prisoner (Damien by name) kept his eyes directed at the floor but could not help but notice what was going on around him. Only his fear of punishment caused him to remain stationary and docile as he contemplated the now obvious fate that awaited him.
The Judge moved towards the dining table, pulling the youth with him by means of a hand that grasped the prisoner's genitals. As he sat down, the Judge directed the youth to remain at his side. As the other guests followed suit, the Judge fondled Damien's genitals and, despite his will, Damien found himself becoming erect. He blushed at the shame.
Throughout the meal each of the guests fondled his chosen victim whilst keeping up a gentle banter with the other guests. More than once, a prisoner was seen upon being given a quiet instruction to get down on his hands and knees and disappear beneath the table. The look of satisfaction that soon appeared upon the guest's face clearly indicated what was happening beneath the table.
Throughout the meal, the Warden, who did not have any company for he saw benefit in not displaying to his guests his own appetites, watched proceeding. He was satisfied that his guests were clearly enjoying their lunch.
In the anteroom, Felix sat and waited. He could here muffled noises from the adjacent room but could not ascertain what was happening. Watched by a guard, Felix could not investigate the happenings next door in greater detail.
As the guests completed their meal, the Warden suggested that the group might repair to one of the larger rooms further along the corridor where coffee would be served. The Warden's guests set about restoring any garments that were out of place and then rose to follow the Warden. The prisoners formed part of the procession.
As he passed the anteroom, the Warden quietly instructed one guard to bring Felix to their intended destination.
As the Warden and his guests settled down to take coffee, all eyes were on a short ottoman lounge that sat in the centre of the room with one end raised and the other opened. At various points along the length of the ottoman were straps connected to eyebolts that had been set into the bottom of the lounge's frame. The guests and their prisoners were arranged around three sides of the lounge and it was into this setting that Felix was escorted.
Felix was quite taken aback by the tableau that confronted him. His fellow prisoners were in various states of arousal and he could immediately feel the eyes of the seated guests appraising him.
"Gentlemen," announced the Warden, to the chuckles of his guests, "to commence this afternoon's activities, I thought you might enjoy seeing two of our prisoners breeding. This recalcitrant pup has been punished as you have seen for infractions of our rules and I offer up his virginity to the best endowed man in this room."
Felix felt weak at the knees as he was led to the ottoman and forced into position with his chest on the upraised arm of the lounge and his knees at the opposite end. Stunned by the circumstances, he offered no resistance as his hand were fastened into the waiting straps and his legs spread wide and similarly secured by straps which ran just below his bended knees. Even the pain from his recent chastisement was swept from his mind as the obscene nature of his deportment and his vulnerability to the obvious _s_e_x_ual assault to come overwhelmed his senses.
The guests looked about to see who would claim the prize but it was Pierre who spoke first.
"Excellency," said Pierre, "in normal circumstances I might offer my own organ as a yardstick by which to judge who should claim this prize. I fear however that Dr Weiss' companion would readily outdo me."
Everyone in the room turned to focus on Gaston who stood at Dr Weiss' side, his organ semi erect. Even in this state Gaston's member reached almost to the top of his knee and was as thick as a baby's arm. Throughout the room there was a general murmur confirming the accuracy of Pierre's assessment.
"Boy," said the Doctor, "it seems that you are to do the honours. Do you job well and you might be spared from further indignation or punishment. Fail and I shall have you publicly flogged within an inch of your miserable life. Come, I shall supervise."
Dr Weiss led Gaston to Felix face and smiled as he observed the look of horror on Felix's face as he saw the weapon hanging between Gaston's legs.
Dr Weiss went to a side table and selected a heavy cane and returned. Gaston saw the cane and shivered at the thought of the pain it could inflict.
"Boy," said Dr Weiss to Felix as he lifted Gaston's organ to Felix's face, "you had better get this hard and slippery quickly for your spit will be the only lubricant you shall get. Now get the work."
With that statement, Weiss pulled Gaston forward so that the end of his organ was pressed against Felix's mouth.
Felix tried with all his might to pull away from the object that was pressed against his lips but the straps held him firmly in position. Slowly, the reality of his situation came into focus and Felix accepted defeat and opened his mouth. Gaston pushed forward into the hot moist mouth until his member reached the back of the cavern. Felix gagged and Gaston withdrew only to plunge back in. For some five minutes Gaston accepted the ministrations of Felix mouth and, despite the obvious discomfort of his fellow prisoner, became fully erect. Some juice started to leak from Gaston's organ into the back of Felix's throat and the lad struggled for air and for a chance to swallow.
"Enough!" Dr Weiss exclaimed, sensing that if this activity continued unabated the purpose of the exercise might be defeated. "Now to the other end" he declared as Gaston withdrew leaving Felix gasping for air and swallowing to try to ease the pain in his throat.
Dr Weiss positioned Gaston behind the waiting youth with the head of his massive organ pressed against the exposed hole. The Doctor took a small amount of butter which he had brought for this purpose and gave Gaston's organ a light coating to assist the penetration to come.
Felix, sweating and still trying to recover his breath, felt the oversized organ at this rear and pleaded for mercy - pleas which fell on deaf ears.
Dr Weiss spoke quietly to Gaston: "Stay in that position until I give you the signal and then you will enter his as far as possible in one go. Do you understand?"
Gaston grabbed his organ and rubbed it over the target and mumbled his acknowledgement of his instructions.
Dr Weiss then stepped back and asked Gaston: "Are you ready?"
"Yes Sir," replied Gaston.
Dr Weiss then raised the cane in an arc and cried out as he swung it towards Gaston's arse: "Commence!"
Gaston was too preoccupied with the throbbing in his loins to hear the case slash through the air but he heard the "crack" as it found its target, followed moments later by a searing pain. He leapt forward as the pain shot through him, ploughing almost half of his organ into the offered canal.
Felix heard the "crack" of the cane and felt almost immediately his nether hole being torn in two as the huge organ speared into him. He screamed in pain at the invasion and slumped into unconsciousness for a moment. When he regained his senses, Felix was aware only of a searing pain in his posterior and the slow partial withdrawal of Gaston's organ from his channel.
Dr Weiss delivered a second blow to Gaston's arse and the organ speared further into Felix's arsehole rearranging Felix's organ as it entered deeper.
Gaston could not bear the pain that the caning was causing and quickly determined to get the full length of his _c_o_c_k_ into Felix in order to stop the beating. He withdrew a little and pushed harder as he re-entered and repeated the process, despite the piteous pleas from Felix. Time and again he tried to stuff the full length of his organ into Felix but the task was physically impossible. While the beating had stopped, Gaston's rutting took on a degree of urgency as he felt the first stirrings in his own prostate as an orgasm built up.
Felix could sense the rhythm and knew that Gaston was going to eventually explode deep within him but his attention was focussed on the moisture that oozed down his legs as a combination of blood and lubricant trickled from his hole. Felix sobbed at the pain which subsided only marginally as Gaston finally got the broadest part of his organ into his arse. The lad could find not even the slightest sense of pleasure from the vicious assault.
The audience watched the rape with mixed feelings. The guests called out cries of "Bravo" at the spectacle while the other prisoners squirmed and clenched their buttocks tight knowing full well that they were going to be the victim sooner or later.
Dr Weiss and Pierre watched Gaston's backside as he proceeded to violate Felix. The Doctor admired in particular the two parallel deep red stripes which crossed Gaston's arse cheeks and anticipated the pleasure he would receive when he took Gaston's virginity.
Lathered in sweat, Gaston finally exploded his juices into the deepest recessed of Felix's bowels and almost collapsed from the intensity of the moment. He pumped and pumped until he was emptied of his juices and finally collapsed in exhaustion onto Felix's back.
The Doctor ordered Gaston to get up and then directed that he and Felix be taken to the showers to clean themselves up.
Having seen the demonstration put on by Gaston and Felix, guests started to lead their victims to the various chambers which were spread throughout the wing. Pierre led Franz to one such chamber in which stood two benches similar to that upon which Felix had been deflowered. Several other guests and Dr Weiss followed, knowing full well the fiercesome size of Pierre's endowment. This party was surprised to find that both benches were already occupied, for Alex and Kurt had been brought up to the room during the lunch and secured here for Pierre and the Doctor's amusement.
"Well," said Pierre to Franz as he stroked the prisoner to a state of erection. "You are the lucky one today. Make your choice. You can have either one of them. But put on a good display or I shall flay the skin off your backside."
Franz knew precisely what was intended for he had observed the manner in which Felix had so recently been taken. Seeing that Pierre had picked up a stout riding crop. Franz quickly appraised the offered backsides and pointed to Kurt's inviting posterior. "That one," he said and quickly started to apply saliva to his engorged organ to assist in the initial penetration.
Alex and Kurt knew from the moment they entered the room what was to become of them and had looked lovingly at each other for moral support. Alex now watched over his shoulder as Franz moved into position. Alex's eyes widened when he saw the size of Franz's endowment and shuddered at the pain that his partner was clearly going to experience.
For his part, Kurt saw Alex's eyes widen in surprise a moment before he felt the blunt knob of Franz's penis pushing between his nether cheeks. He was shocked by the obvious size of the weapon that spread even his exposed cheeks wider than anything before.
Franz, fearing a repeat of inducement that Gaston had received in order that he should penetrate Felix as violently as possible, lent forward and reached for Kurt's shoulders. With a firm grip, Franz pushed forward as hard and as fast as possible, letting out a grunt as he did so.
Kurt's hole resisted for a moment, but the power of Franz's thrust was impossible to resist and he screamed as his hold was split asunder and his innards rearranged to accommodate the invasion.
Franz, driven by fear of a beating, partially withdrew and then rammed further into the body beneath him, ignoring the cries that his victim emitted.
Alex watched in horror at the brutal assault and recalled his own rape. Tears of rage trickled down his cheeks as he helplessly watched his lover's plight. Alex knew that something of equal brutality was in store for him but could not concern himself as Kurt's cries of pain turned to cries for mercy - cries for which no one other than Alex had the slightest concern.