The Annual Sacrifice

The Annual Sacrifice 2

By Jamie

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The Annual Sacrifice: Part 2

Two weeks passed since the dodgeball game and Matty, James and the other boys from East school had spent a very anxious time worrying about the annual sacrifice games where they would be pitted against the boys from West school. The closed arena was ready - the floor covered in a thick covering of sand. A dais stood on one side of the arena with a horse bench in the centre and a table with a large rectangular box on it. The cameras were in place to capture the action and the big screens would allow everyone to see the action close up. Cushions had been placed on the tiered seats that encircled the arena to give extra comfort for the spectators.

The arena was rapidly filling up as ladies and girls aged over 12 descended on the building to enjoy an annual tradition which cemented the female supremacy on the island. Today teenage boys would perform for their pleasure and the losers would face utter humiliation. The crowd was all female with a few exceptions. Male slaves dressed only in small aprons were on hand to serve food and drinks, and the action in the arena would be controlled by trusted male teachers.

In a small building to the side of the arena connected by a walkway which led directly into the arena circle. There was a large changing room. Inside Matty sat with the others listening to the instructions. This was going to be without doubt the worst day of his short life. James sat next to him his right leg tapping up and down in nervousness. The teacher was explaining what would happen.

"When you are called you are to enter the arena side by side one boy each school. You have been paired with a boy of similar size and stature to ensure everyone has a fair chance. Once inside you will follow the instructions of the Games Master. This will be a best of 3 match. To win you must rip the cord from your opponent as you know from your practice sessions. At the end of the bout win or lose you will then be told what to do next by the Games Master. Understood? Either way boys, if you win you will be caned in the arena later and one of you might still be chosen to the school’s high sacrifice. The esteemed headmistresses will choose. If you lose your bout then good luck as you will need it."

None of the boys knew what would happen if they lost, there was much rumour and speculation, but as boys it was all kept as a secret from them and losers from previous years were sworn to silence upon pain of severe repercussions if they divulged. All they knew was that it would be awful.

The boys were dressed in shorts and coloured t shirts of their school and had a coloured cord tied around their upper arm. The aim of the wrestling match was to grab their opponents’ cord and rip.it off, a task as they had discovered in practice that was not easy especially against an opponent who was equally determined not to lose either.

The teacher continued, "Here is the running order. First up for East School will be Matthew Francis, next James Frobisher, then Simon... ". Matty had tuned out, he was going to be first. Was that good, bad, whatever it would all be starting very soon. He sat there, head bowed between his legs regretting all his past misdemeanours and shaking with fear as to what awaited.

Meanwhile the arena was filling up. The audience included Matthew's mother, 3 sisters, his aunt and 2 cousins, and both his grandmothers. It was Freya's first games as she was now 12 and she was excited by the prospect of what she would be seeing. Her mother had explained what would happen and the thought of what was to come was really exciting. Freya had started puberty and was fascinated by boys and the prospect of seeing them exposed and humiliated was thrilling. She had lots of questions, but her mother and sisters had answered most of them with the reply, "wait and see, it will be more exciting if you don’t know what will happen." Sitting alongside her was 13-year cousin Emily who was there for the first time also having missed last year’s through illness. The girls were giggling and chatting almost nonstop until a loud fanfare announced the beginning of the afternoon's entertainment. The girls particularly liked the slave waiters as they were very well muscled, and the cute bottoms were on show. Glimpses of what was behind the aprons were occasionally to be seen.

The arena fell silent as the Minister accompanied by Dr Dean and the 3 other headmistresses entered and took their seats in the area directly above the dais. The host for the afternoon stepped forward and welcomed everyone, especially all the first timers who were asked to stand, everyone applauded. She then explained the order of the afternoon, that the two schools competing would be East and West and there would be a special extra treat after the bouts were concluded for everyone to enjoy.

"Girls, ladies finally I must remind you that these games were established to demonstrate to the boys in our society where their place was. Also, that we expect obedience. These boys fighting today are the bad boys who have misbehaved at school this last year. The worst 10 boys in their school, they do not deserve any sympathy today for what they are about to endure. Some of you out there are their mothers, aunts’, sisters it will be tough watching but remind yourself it is in the end for the greater good and I can assure you, there will be at home and school a much better behaved boy after this. Very few boys take part in more than one annual games. So, let us begin. Ten bouts, 20 boys and the Games Master is as ever Mr. Andrew Perks. "

She sat own, the arena lights dimmed leaving just the bright lights illuminating the arena as Mr. Perks emerged from the tunnel dressed in a tracksuit. He had a microphone attached as headset and a whistle in his hand.

He stood in the centre of the arena, circled round looking at the expectant audience and then spoke,

"Let us commence the annual games. The names of each pair of boys will be displayed on the screens. So, without further ado let’s bring on the first pair of boys. "

In the tunnel Matty stood next to the boy from West School, his name was Robert Kennedy. They were both 15 and very similar in build. The boy had a steely look on his face as if determined to win. Matty didn’t feel so confident in his abilities. They heard the announcement and the doors opened and a servant instructed them to walk on.

As they entered, the bright lights shone down on them, and Matty could feel the sand beneath his toes. They approached The Games Master who spoke briefly to them before leading them to the middle of the arena. Each took up their position and he blew his whistle. The two boys danced around keeping their distance before Kennedy made a darting movement grabbed Matty’s lower arm pulling him into reach, the serious grappling started which lasted for several minutes as the boys rolled over in the sand. Then Kennedy managed to leap onto Matty and gained the upper hand. With one hand trying to pin Matty down, he made a grab for the rope on Matty's arm. Desperately Matty bucked and tried to push him off kicking out with his feet but he boy though was clearly stronger and changed tack lifting up lightly and then turning Matty over so he was face down and now stuck underneath trying to keep his arm out of reach. The struggle continued and despite his best efforts of resistance, Kennedy grabbed Matty’s arm pulling it back enough, so he could grab the cord and rip it off. He lept up and held it aloft to cheers and applause. 1-0 to West.

Matty struggled to his feet breathing heavily. He realised that he was never going to win in a straight physical fight, he had to use his agility.

The Games Master set them up for the second bout. The cameras closed in on the sweating boys, covered in sand. The whistle blew and Matty immediately lept forward, pushed the other boy and tripped him as he wobbled. Kennedy fell to the floor and Matty seized his opportunity and lept on top of him like a man possessed fighting the flailing arms desperately grabbing for the rope. Kennedy’s legs were kicking him, and he was trying like bucking bronco to throw Matty off. Strangely Matty realised in all this melee that the boy below him clearly had a hard on as he could feel it each time he bucked up. He made another grab and more by luck than judgement caught hold of the cord and as Kennedy pulled his arm away it ripped off in Matty’s hand; he’d won.1-1.

He climbed off and magnanimously helped pull the boy to his feet who nodded a thank you and then whispered, "thanks mate prepare to lose".

Kennedy's face darkened as the Games Master re-centered the boys for the deciding bout. Matty could see the boy’s erection poking out clearly visible, he smiled and said, "No way I see you’re enjoying this though"

That whilst funny at the time was in hindsight a mistake. Kennedy looked embarrassed but also angry and as soon as the whistle went, he lept into attack Matty and a battle ensued which included at one point him chasing Matty round the arena as the crowd roared. He cornered Matty and went in for the kill pinning him up against the side wall his body pressing against the trapped boy. Kennedy snarled "yeah I am mate and going to enjoy winning too.” He pulled Matty’s left arm down and pinned it behind Matty’s body which allowed him with two free hands to grab Matty’s right arm. He pressed himself closer almost squeezing the breath out, his erection touching against Matty’s own willy which was anything but hard as he was scared now, "little boy loser" Kennedy said in his ear as he ripped the cord from the now defenseless arm.

He stepped back holding the cord up as Matty slumped to the floor sliding own the inner wall. Mr. Perks blew his whistle and instructed the boys to return to the centre where two naked slaves had rolled forward a platform on wheels. On it was a table with a small box and a wooden structure of two posts and a cross bar. At the bottom and top of each post were ropes. The size of the "goal" was wide enough for a boy to stand in with arms outstretched.

Kennedy offered his hand to Matty and helped to his feet. They walked back to the centre, Matty fearful of what was to happen now. He didn’t know what to expect.

The boys stood beside the platform as the announcer declared Kennedy as the winner. Francis was the loser and would now be prepared for the sacrifice. The crowd cheered their first victim. The teenage girls who’d been before subconsciously leaned forward to ensure they didn’t miss a thing.

Mr. Perks told Marty to step on to the platform and stand in the ' goal''. The shaking boy knew he had no choice and so with head down he stepped up. Once he was inside the two slaves quickly secured him tying his feet to the bottom of the posts and his arms to the top. He was now standing helpless in a cross shape. He couldn’t help but notice how hung the two slaves were with thick large willies hanging between their tree trunk thighs. The camera homed in on Matty, so his full body was now on the screens.

The announcer gave the command "prepare him" and Kennedy who had just been told what to do lept on to the platform a wicked grin on his face.

He reached in to the box and pulled out a dog collar with chain which he proceeded to place round Matty’s neck.

"Good doggy" he said. Then he looked Matty directly in the eye and smiling added, "doggies don’t wear clothes, do they? "

And with that he grabbed Matty’s t shirt and with a small penknife which had been in the box he sliced it away leaving Matty now just in a pair of shorts tied and helpless.

He stepped behind Matty, so the camera could focus on the por boys front. "Cute ass, shall we show everyone your little cock"

He ripped Matty’s shorts down and then cut them off. Matty was now totally naked and full frontally exposed to everyone. He felt utterly humiliated, shocked horrified by what he was enduing. The crowd cheered at this first naked boy.

Kennedy was released and was able to leave the arena. As he came through the doors, he passed James and the next boy from West whom he hi fived. He turned to James and said, "your loser mate is all tied up now, you’ll be joining him soon".

Meanwhile the naked Matty on his platform had been wheeled to the side of the dais. He would be left there naked and exposed to watch the other bouts. Up in the stands his mother whilst feeling sorry for her boy on the one hand, was on the other committed to the rule of her island and accepted her boy was receiving what he was due for his behaviour. He didn’t know it yet, but he would be required to be naked at all times when he got home after thus ordeal. He would have to get used to the exposure and the lack of privacy. His younger sister and cousins could hardly take their eyes of his willy hanging there between his legs. For Emily it was a first, she was staring open mouthed.

The slaves left, and the announcer called forward the second pair of boys which included James; Matty looked up and saw the horrified look on his mate’s face as James stared at him taking in his nakedness, and captivity. Both the incoming boys gulped now it was clear what the stakes were, lose and that will be you.

Sadly, as the second bout started it was soon clear that Janes didn’t stand a chance and he lost 2-0. By the time he was pulled to his feet a second platform was in place and he underwent the same humiliating ritual of being tied up and stripped by his victor. Soon the two naked friends were side by side naked, ashamed and in fear.

Over the next hour a further 8 bouts took place. When the final fight was finished there were 6 boys from East and 4 from West tied up naked and afraid. Two of the boys had erections which brought cheers and laughter from the audience. The Games Master signaled to the slaves to bring the dais forward which was also on wheels to the centre of the arena. He then exited through the tunnel.

The announcer spoke,

"Ladies we have an extra treat for you this afternoon. All the winning boys must still be punished and so unlike in previous years we have decided to have them punished here for your delight and their humiliation."

Back in the changing rooms the 10 winners had in their relief and joy forgotten the fact that they would be getting a caning as punishment for being in the top 10 worst behaved boys in their school. Both doors were opened, and the Games Master shouted for quiet. He summoned the ten boys outside to the tunnel corridor. Once they had assembled, he had them line up in order of age youngest at the front. The boys were quiet not knowing what to expect. They didn’t expect the order that followed

"Strip now"

There was some hesitation but that soon went as Mr. Perks’ hand flew out and gave the nearest boy a good hard spank. " Now".

Very quickly the ten naked boys stood before him with a pair of shorts and t-shirt at the feet of each one.

"Punishment time boys"

And he led them out into the area, a line of ten nervous naked teenage boys, their willies swinging between their legs. They were lined up in front of the dais where the two muscular naked slaves had removed a cane each from the box and were taking practice swings, their own large members swinging in time with the strokes. The crowd appreciated the magnificent sight of these slaves.

A fanfare sounded, and the tunnel doors opened again and a line of 10 beautifully but scantily dressed young ladies entered the arena. They were senior girls from West and East schools, one for each losing boy - an added embarrassment as he would be paired with someone who knew him, may be even a girl from his class. Matty looked up and saw the girls approaching serious but sensuous. He looked over at James next to him, but he was staring down lost in his shame. When he turned back, to his horror he was face to face with Samantha Giles a girl in his class, a broad grin on her face.

“Well Matthew Francis this is a sight to behold. When I was chosen, I didn’t expect you to be mine. Well we shall have some fun wont we? Now listen carefully I am going to untie you and then I expect you to obey everything I tell you without hesitation. I will take hold of your chain and you will follow without question. Understood Matty? You wouldn’t want got get on the wrong side of those slaves, now would you?”

Matty shook his head, “no way.”

“Good boy” she said, making him feel very small, as she untied him. She took hold of the chain, she told him to then go down on his hands and knees “like a good doggy” and not move. Soon all ten boys were in position. A whistle was blown and some more slaves emerged from the tunnel, 10 in all each carrying a tray on which sat a rubber dog tail.

The next humiliation followed swiftly as each boy was told to stay in position and not move on pain of a beating. The slaves took the tails, each of which had a bulbous end, and inserted into the boy’s rear. Matty let out a series of yelps as it penetrated him and found himself close to tears both from the pain and the thought of what he must look like.

Once they were satisfied the tails were fitting firmly, the slave retreated leaving the young ladies with their doggies collared and tailed. The boys could hear the laughter and comments from around the arena especially as they were then paraded around walking on their hands and knees like dogs.

They were brought round the other side of the dais to the line of stationary naked boys awaiting their caning and told to sit next to their mistress who had been provided with a chair. Each boy had to sit up straight resting on his back legs, so his willy remained fully on show.

The crowd were enjoying the 20 naked boys being on show but fell silent as the Games Master re appeared and took his place on the dais. He was holding a clipboard and told the crowd that each winning boy would now receive 6 stokes of the cane in age order. The youngest would go first.

There was silence a she called out “Peter Simpson” and a small boy barely 14 walked nervously on the stage. The camera shot homed in on him and everyone could see that he had not even hit puberty yet. There was laughter from some girls in the crowd as the lack of manhood was shown to everyone. He was by this stage bright red for embarrassment and shaking. He was placed over the bench by one of the slaves who held on to his arms as his legs were parted and the other slave prepared the cane. The shot on screen split into two - one of his bottom sticking out ready for the cane and ne sideways on looking at him in profile, the small willy clearly visible.

The cane came down and the boy let out a high-pitched howl. Another 3 strokes followed in quick succession. The boy was writhing in pain and clearly in tears. The slave checked the bottom and then stood back to deliver the final two strokes. The boy was stood up and brushing away his tears resumed his place in line, as the next boy was called. His little willy was sticking up and was again a source of amusement. Emily turned to her cousin Freya and remarked how cute” she thought it was.

As the boys continued to be caned, it was clear to Matty as he observed this from his seated position that the strokes were getting harder as they boys got older. He sat up straighter when he heard the 6^th name called “Robert Kennedy”, his opponent. He thought to himself he would enjoy this. He was struck as Kennedy ascended the stage on how big the boy was in the willy department, it was a good size and as it hung between his legs Matty couldn’t help but admire it. To his personal embarrassment he could even feel stirrings in his own willy as he looked at the other boy who was now being readied for the cane.

Matty looked up at the big screen and saw the split screen and made up his mind to concentrate on the willy as the caning commenced. It was interesting to say the least to watch it fly up and back down again as the boy moved with the impact of the cane. He found it quite erotic and funny that Kennedy ‘s willy appeared to be getting stiffer with each cane stroke. This hardening was also not lost on the audience as they reacted with laughter. By the time the caning had finished Kennedy was fully aroused as he stood up the camera shot took in his extended member, he was blushing red in the face from shame and anger as the crowd laughed at his predicament. Matty smiled but was also aware he was stiff himself something that did not go unnoticed by Samantha who looked down at him, smiled and remarked, “you enjoyed that didn’t you Matty, you naughty little doggie showing off your hard willy. You shall be spanked for that later I think.” Matty looked away but she said added sharply, “look at me when I speak to you Matty, remember I am in charge, you are just a naked little boy,” she paused looked down again and added laughing “well not that little!”. The girl sat next to her, Jessica Harris from the year above at school, who had James on the lead, roared with laughter. James gave Matty a look of sympathy.

The rest of the boys were caned and then led away back down the tunnel safe in the knowledge that they were free, well except if one of the West School boys was chosen to be their high sacrifice other than one of the 4 already out in the arena. That announcement was due to come very soon. As the boys their bottoms striped with the cane returned to the sanctuary of the changing area, they noticed two nervous looking boys waiting in PE kit. These were the two boys chosen from North and South Schools to be their high sacrifice. They had only been told 1 hour previously and now were scared stiff at what to expect, an anxiety only heightened by the sight of the naked boys returning with cane marks.

The teacher called for quiet and when he had everyone’s attention spoke,

“Now listen up boys. This envelope contains the head mistresses chosen names for the 4 schools high sacrifices. As you will see we already have Evans and McClean from North and South respectively. Let’s see whose been chosen for West and East. Hopefully for you guys the two names on here will already be out there in the arena.” He paused and then opened the envelope read the card and then looked up. There was total silence in the room as each boy feared the worst.

“Well East School’s high sacrifice is already in the arena, so you guys are safe, but West Schools chosen boy is in here.” The 6 remaining West school boys all looked at each other not daring to hope that it wouldn’t be them.

“Kennedy come here. You have bee selected. Don’t bother putting your clothes back on.” The others sighed relief but out of respect for their school mate didn’t celebrate. That could wait until they had left the arena.

Kennedy looked furious as well as having a very painful bottom from the caning, a fresh experience for him. He also knew his parents would be angry and disappointed more than they already were, and that further punishment would no doubt await him at home.

The teacher told the other 2 boys to strip and lined the 3 naked boys up in the tunnel ready for their entrance. One of the slaves arrived with 3 collars which were duly placed on the boys and then the other slave came with their tails and all 3 were forcibly impaled and told to get on their hands and knees. This was particularly painful for Kennedy due to his already sore bottom

In the arena all the platforms had been cleared to the side, leaving just the 10 young ladies and their naked charges all still on their all fours tails in the air. The announcer declared that they would now be joined by the 3 school high sacrifices. The tunnel curtain was drawn back, and the two muscled slaves led the 3 boys out crawling along on their hands and knees to the derision of the crowd.

The finale was now ready as the boys were gathered in a line their leads and tails having been removed. The slaves had set up a rope round the arena creating a race course for the boys. There were two small jumps for them to hurdle over as well

The race was started, and the ladies enjoyed the naked boys running with their willlies swinging as they ran and jumped. The girls from Matty’s family thought it was so funny seen their brother/cousin’s willy bob up and down. All the 13 boys finished in a mass of flesh and then were stood in a large circle facing outwards, so every member of the audience could get a good view of at least 3 or 4 boys.

The Games Master reappeared and instructed the boys to start doing star jumps and not to stop until they told too. Soon there was the sound of flesh slapping against tummies and the inevitable hardening of the willies until every single boy was fully erect. The Games master blew his whistle and the crowd cheered and laughed at the erections. The boys were now at the height of their humiliation.

The show was over in the arena and the boys were chained and led out to a roped off area beside the main entrance where there were 2 rows of stocks into which each of them was locked. Their hands were tied behind their backs and their erect willies pushed through the holes so fully on display. As the ladies started to leave the arena and head home, it became clear to the boys that their humiliation really was just beginning as the young ladies from their schools started to gather all the 12 and 13 year old girls who were at the arena for the first time. These girls under instruction would soon experience their first hands on lesson of boy control.

To be continued

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