Dartmouth Mansion Part 2
By Leo Kestrel
Copyright 2008 by Leo Kestrel, all rights reserved
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Part 2
The next morning, Francis walked into each room, slowly pulled the covers off each boy, and began stroking their dicks very gently, and as each boy became close to cumming he stopped and left them. He did this to every boy in the mansion, with some help from his colleagues Kyle, Peter and George, who had been assigned a dorm each. When finished they admired their handiwork, with the boys all squirming in discomfort and waited a second before watching the boys subconsciously reach down and stroke their genitals themselves. As the boys became once again close to cumming, they were woken and told to stand in a line at the top of the bed and stay still, hands behind heads.
They were oblivious to what the men had done, and stood uncomfortably, wishing they could just get to that orgasm. However, it was not to be, because as soon as Seb decided he could no longer take the strain, he moved his arm slowly down to his dick and attempted to start stroking it. Kyle, standing in front of him, saw this movement and grabbed his arm tightly
"I'll deal with you later" he said in a quiet but menacing voice.
The same happened to Freddie, Ollie and Mick, and after that the other boys managed to resist the temptation, and their erections slowly began to subside.
They were lead into a communal area, and instructed to sit on straw bales lying around, which were uncomfortable and sometimes painful on their bottoms and balls, and most boys were squirming trying to get their dick in a more comfortable position as to not irritate it. This was a difficult task at the best of times, and often resulted in boys knocking each other and then becoming increasingly red faced and embarrassed when accused of being gay.
"First, we think that those boys caught disobeying orders should be punished. Could Seb, Freddie, Ollie and Mick please step forward."
The four boys slowly made their way to the front of the room, and although apprehensive, secretly glad to be off the bales of straw. They then saw four sets of leather bands against the wall, and became slightly more worried as they were strapped into them.
"The punishment is simple. They must stay in the restraints while we 'tickle' them with straw and paintbrushes. If they wish us to stop, they can, by saying 'Release me' but the number of seconds left on that clock will correspond to the number of spanks they receive afterwards. The clock is set to 5 minutes, and if a boy survives it he will receive no spanking at all, and the permission to cum. The others will be spanked and will not be given permission to cum. I think we should begin."
The timer started counting down and the men began teasing the boys genitals with the straw and paintbrushes. Soon all four boys were squirming, wishing that they could just cum, as the men were obviously very experienced and knew exactly when to start and stop. Small droplets of precum were oozing out of every penis on display, all hard as rocks, and moaning wildly. Freddie was the first to break, with 2 minutes remaining, closely followed by Mick with 1 minute 40 seconds left on the clock. Seb managed to keep going for 4 minutes before screaming 'release me' and Ollie was so close to making it to the end, but couldn't, shouting 'release me' with only 20 seconds to go.
They were told that each 10 seconds on the clock corresponded to 1 spank. The only difference was that the 'spanks' were infact on the genitals, and issued with a ruler. Every 6th 'spank' was to be issued on the balls.
As the boys stared wildly into Francis's eyes, still squirming in pain and sorrow, moaning constantly, they were also given the 'killer blow'
"All strikes must be administered on an erect penis."
The boys were almost screeching and gagged with nearby towels to prevent further problems.
Each man stepped up to a boy, and began administering their punishment. Ollie's was soon over, but was not released until the other's had finished. Kyle was taking great pleasure in hitting Seb's rather sizable penis very hard and then, as it deflated, stroking it gently to lift it up again, only to hit it down once more. When the sixth stroke came he whispered into Seb's ear
"Here it comes boy"
Before hitting a now screaming Seb square on the balls. This was happening to Mick and Freddie, both of whom were now wishing they had gone on for longer. Mick, however, could be thankful that he didn't have to suffer another shot to the balls. Freddie was dreading it, and by the time it came he was bawling his eyes out in pain, and had lost all sense of embarrassment. All he could think about was the searing pain in his balls.
Having left them to recover, they were then released and instructed to sit back on the straw bales, hands behind heads, unless they wished to repeat the exercise. After a quick brief explaining their duties at breakfast, they were given their outfits to change into. This consisted of a pair of pale blue jeans with holes cut out so their balls hung neatly over the side and most, though not quite all of their bottoms were visible. On their top half they wore a hot pink top with opaque material on the back, netting covering their stomachs and a cord down the centre of their chest. Around their necks there was also a cord, though not tight enough to cause them much discomfort.
They slowly put on the odd attires, and were then paraded ceremoniously into the mansion's dining room. In it were 10 round tables seating five people each, all staring at the boys.
The people were the 'customers' middle aged and mostly women, with about 15 men.
2 boys were assigned to each table, except Mark who had to cater for a table all by himself, and Reuben who was allowed to return to his dorm for some more sleep.
The customers were obviously used to the system, and took pleasure in the boys discomfort. They ordered drinks and food, and often reached out to grope the boys genitals and stroke their bums.
This caused the boys to jump, not only due to the private areas which had now become public, but also due to the average temperature of the guest's hands - very cold.
Breakfast went fairly uneventfully, besides the odd screech here or there as a boy was punished for disobedience of some kind.
Charlie accidentally brought out the wrong flavor of yoghurt for someone, who decided the fairest way to deal with the situation was for him to squeeze and twist Charlie's nipples, to the point where he was screaming and begging for mercy, and a few hard smacks on the bum, before making him return with the correct yoghurt.
Liam also got himself into trouble, forgetting not to sprinkle chocolate over someone's coffee, and was rewarded with a sharp squeeze of his balls and being forced to jack off in front of the entire dining room, but be stopped just before he reached his orgasm. This was ended with a second squeeze of his balls before being asked to return to the kitchen and make the customer another cup of coffee.
Ollie, Seb, Mick and Freddie were all obvious targets, with red eyes and red dicks and balls, and were targeted by the guests. Ollie's dick was the subject of much attention at his table, and he was mortified when they began describing it as small, hairless, pre-pubescent and smaller than their 9 year old son's dick, although it had shrunk to a very small size and could have easily been true.
Seb recieved a second short spanking on his dick for forgetting to put lemon in someone's drink, which sent him into floods of tears again, and Mick got his balls squeezed five times by a particularly sadistic table who jogged the table and blamed it on him, suggesting that they should all squeeze his balls once as punishment.
Freddie, however, received the worst treatment of all. His table decided to enjoy themselves, and constantly changed their order after he had got their drinks, claiming it was what they had ordered the first time. This happened with every customer on his table, and as punishment was given a hard spanking on his dick and balls by each member of the table, and then hit on the balls by a spoon he had dropped on the way over there. He was also told to masturbate for the table, but was stopped just before orgasm and hit on the balls by the spoon again.
Due to the pain he was now suffering, he walked back with the next set of cutlery on a tray and was distracted by someone gently fondling his now very delicate balls, and dropped 3 spoons, 2 forks and a knife on the floor. They suggested that he should be given the same punishment as last time for the spoon, but repeated three times. Having all his pleas ignored he was hit with the spoon, almost allowed to cum, hit again with the spoon twice, almost allowed to cum, hit again with the spoon twice, almost allowed to cum, and hit one last time with the spoon. He was crying so hard he didn't know what to do with himself, and just stood there bawling like a baby.
For the forks it was decided that they would be used to poke his balls hard, twice for each fork he had dropped, four times in all, which was extra-ordinarily painful especially on his now bruised balls.
Finally they moved onto the knife he had dropped, declaring that he should have it shoved fairly firmly in and out of his asshole, five times to be exact, which was painful and humiliating to poor Freddie.
However, his table was not done as they decided his final punishment would be to have all the cutlery shoved up his asshole at once, which was actually possible, but incredibly painful to Freddie, who was regretting taking a loan which he was currently paying back.
After breakfast was over they cleared up and were brought back to their dorms and given some free time, most of which was spent nursing injuries of one sort or another. However, they were under surveillance the whole time and were not allowed to cum. Anyone caught cumming would be severely punished and no boy wanted to see that.