HIDDEN AT THE WRONG PLACE

BY VOIKOVE

Part 1

The story you are about to read is entirely fictitious. No real
person, place or situation is portrayed. No story of mine
contains any real character, thing, place or situation. No story
of mine implies that I would like to see it or any part of it
happen in RL. My stories are simply an exercise of mind.

The sun dazzled Peter. He searched for his sunglasses and put
them on. It was the hottest day in the year the man from the
weathercast had said. So Peter took his things he need in a bag
and drove to the water park. This was a huge place on the edge of
the town with pools and slides and other playthings, in short
words a paradise for kids, and so also for Peter. He was 22 years
old and he loved kids. Last year he spent his vacation in
Thailand and had sex with an underage girl and a boy. It was
great, but that was all. Ok, he had a lot of pictures and videos
from nude kids in a lot of different situations and he knew some
virtual friends, which had the same sexuality and which kidnapped
and train boys and girls. But not Peter. He wasn't involved in
this area of sex. No, he was in this aqua park only to look at
the kids.

When he arrived he parked his car on a parking lot from the water
park. He had to pay, but it was shady in fact of a roof and he
hadn't to search. Then Peter went in and lay down on his towel in
the grass near to the swimming pool. Now he looked around and
observed these kids. Their nearly naked bodies when they played
with each other. He loved all kids, but he preferred boys in the
age between 7 and 12 years, not too fat, but also not to thin,
with a nice upper body. Peter dreamed of a boy he could have as a
slave, but he had no idea how he could get one, so he didn't to
anything.

Then he saw it. Peter couldn't believe it. He looked like an
angel. 10 or 11 years old maybe. The boy jumped out from the
water and stood 50 feet away from him. His hairs where dark red.
He had the most beautiful face which Peter had ever seen. A
little nose with freckles on it and small eyebrows, he smiled
over the whole face so you could see he liked it here. His upper
body was perfect. A nice stomach with a cute navel which looked
like a small button and well formed, this stomach wasn't too fat,
but you couldn't see the muscles separate like a washboard
stomach which some boys had. The chest muscles where wonderful
formed with two nice nipples in the perfect size to work with.
Some boys have too small nipples and other so big nipples that
they looked like brown saucers, but these nipples where also
perfect. A few birthmarks and pigmentation marks covered his
body, in fact the boy wasn't really brown so you could see the
marks very well. The boy wore a black short and a watch on his
right wrist, that's all. Peter could see the line where the boy
wore a T-shirt before on his upper arms. And the legs where also
in a perfect form. The boy had no hairs on his legs or in his
pits. There was water on his skin and this body glittered in the
rays of sunshine, it looked like a biological wonder.

Peter could feel the movements in his shorts. After a while he
lay on his side, that nobody could see his huge erection. He
wanted this boy, but there was no way. Too much people in this
park and Peter was very shy. He didn't know what to say to this
boy, how he could make him to go with him. Then the boy
disappeared from Peters view.

One hour later all Peter could think was this boy. He didn't look
at the other kids. With time he became bored and he decided to go
home. Maybe at home he could forget this boy. Peter took his
things and changed his clothes in a cubicle. He went to his car
and drove to the exit. There were a lot of cars in front of him,
because it was late afternoon and the people needed to go home,
so Peter knew this would take a while.

Suddenly his backdoor was opened and also shut down. Peter
frightened and turned around, he couldn't believe his eyes. The
angel boy from the pool sat on his back seat.

"Please mister, hide me." the boy begged tears in his eyes.

"W ….. What?" Peter stammered back. He couldn't believe it. There
must be a god. The boy still wearing the black short and the
watch. 'Where are his clothes?' Peter thought. He looked on the
boys' body, Ohh it was so beautiful, and he was still wet from
the water of the swimming pool.

"Hide me, please, the will take me to prison, please." the boy
begged again, still tears in his eyes.

Peter decided to take the opportunity to get a home boy. "Go down
on the floor and make no noise." he instructed the boy.

"Yes, thank you, thank you very much."

"It's okay. Go down."

The boy did and Peter drove to the exit. Both said no word all
time and after 10 minutes they passed through the exit area and
the security.

Peter drove on the main thoroughfare through the city to the
other side where he lived. Ten minutes later he broke the
silence.

"Okay. I think you are saved."

"Ohh, thank you mister. That was close."

"And what next?" Peter asked.

"I get out on the next intersection."

"And than?"

"I don't know. I'll see." The boy stood up and sat on the back
seat again.

"Okay. Tell me. What happened? And where are your clothes?"

"I left them behind in the water park."

"Why? Where are your parents? Did they know what you do?"

"That's a long story I won't tell, because there comes the next
intersection." The boy pointed in the direction of the
intersection he wanted to get out.

"Wait." Peter interrupted: "You can't walk half naked through the
city. Where do you live?"

"I live on the street, I'm a street child."

"Okay. You can go with me. At home you can take a shower, eat
something and I look for new clothes for you. Is this okay for
you?"

"What's the catch?"

"There is no catch. I have helped you and now I had to finish it,
but if you don't want you can get out and try it on your own
risk." Peter stopped the car because the traffic light showed
red. Peter turned around and looked at the boy. "And?" "Okay. I
go with you, but not for long. Okay?"

"Yep, have an easy time and lay down. Maybe they look for you, so
they can't see you."

"OK" The boy laid across the back seat, took his arms behind his
head and showed Peter his hairless pits. His body was still a
little bit wet and glittered in the car. He crossed his legs and
breathed slowly. 'Great body, no bruises and no haematomas for a
street child' he thought.

The traffic light turned in green and Peter drove on. "Now, tell
me what happened and why it happened? And why do you live on the
street?"

The boy breathed hard and then he got all off his small chest.
"As I said, that's a long story. My father was an alcoholic and
my mother died when I was a baby. I hated my father, because he
beat me a lot of times, so I ran away when I was 8 years old. The
street was hard, but after a while I handled it. I know where I
get food and where I can sleep."

"Have you lived here before you ran away?"

"No, they would find me too fast. I lived in a small village
about 50 miles away from here. I went from city to city as
hitchhiker or on the train. Here I landed 3 month ago. Today it
was very hot, so I smuggled myself into the water park. There I
went swimming. It was so great and I stole a lot of money and
this watch." The boy showed Peter the black watch on his right
wrist.

"I hide my clothes and the money in a plastic bag near a basket.
Shit, I think the money and my clothes are away now. Someone of
the security must found out what I did and who I am, because the
police search for me. I stole a lot of things and money the last
months and I broke into some stores. They called the police and
tried to catch me, but I could flee and ran to the parking area
and there I found you. That's the story."

"So nobody knows where you are and nobody miss you?"

"Yep. Maybe my father, but I think he don't search for me. He is
a jerk."

Peter laughed. 'That's wonderful and perfect. Nobody will search
for this boy, so I can train him to be my young helpful slave.'
Peter thought.

"My name is Peter, I'm 22 years old. You?"

"Sorry, I forget to envisage me. I'm Alex, and I'm 11."

They talked as long as the drive took. After 20 minutes Peter
turned off and drove to a white block of flats with about 10
flats in it. Peter had his flat in the third floor. It wasn't
big, but enough for a single man. He drove into the underground
car park and there to his own parking space.

"Now we are at home."

Peter got out of the car, took his things and helped Alex out.
Then he went to the elevator. Peter hoped that nobody will see
him with this half naked boy. In the third floor he opened the
door to his flat and led Alex into. Next he showed Alex the
bathing room.

"You can go to the toilet and can take a shower. I look for
clothes for you. Lay your watch on the table near the flat door
and lay your short next to the washbasin. Later I'll wash it. Is
this okay?"

"Yes, great."

"Here is a towel for you." Peter handed him a towel and smiled.
"Have fun."

Alex disappeared in the bathing room. The flat had this bathing
room, a toilet and a lumber room next to it. A living room with a
kitchenette, and two other rooms. One was Peters bedroom with a
TV to watch movies before sleeping and the other was the working
room. There was a bed for guests, a table with a computer and a
webcam and a training bench for his muscles. Peter fixed a lot of
hooks in the ceiling to do chinups and training for his stomach
when he hang head down, so these hooks can held a lot of weight.

Peter started the computer, closed the shutters that nobody could
see in this room and ran through his flat to find all things he
need, ropes, tape, needles, thread, clothespins, gags,
blindfolds, clamps, plugs, vibrators and more. He looked through
the spyhole if someone is there, but there were nothing in the
stair house. Then he heard what his boy did, now he took a
shower. Peter went back to his working room and started an
explorer on the pc and entered a private chatroom. There was one
person he knew and after they were in a private room Peter asked
him who he could train a boy to be a nice slave.

After 5 minutes talking he heard the door of the bathing room.
Peter thanked his friend and promised him to show him the boy
later on the webcam.

"Where are you?" Peter heard the boy calling for him.

"Here. In my working room. Where my computer stands. Follow the
light." Peter switched off the monitor and looked to the door:
"Come in."

The door opened and Alex came in. His hair was a little bit wet,
but well dried off. Alex had covered his private area with the
big towel which he bound around his waist.

"Please close the door." Peter said and Alex did.

In the middle of the room was an exercise mat and Peter go to
that. He kneeled down and waited for Alex.

"Cool room." The boy said. "And what comes next? Can we eat? I'm
hungry and thirsty too."

'You mean this room is cool? I'll show you what this room is for
you.' Peter thought. "Dinner time is a little bit later. Now come
to me please."

"Why?"

"You'll see Alex. Come here. How was the shower?"

"Great, the showers in the water park are not that good. I like
it here, maybe I stay longer if you want me here." Alex went to
Peter till they faced on the mat. 'Oh you will stay here very
long my son, I swear you.' Peter said in mind.

"Now please turn around, I have something to look." Peter obeyed
Alex.

"Why that?"

"Please do it. I explain it in a few minutes."

"Okay, when you wish."

Alex turned around and showed Peter his back. He didn't look at
the floor and didn't recognize the stuff which Peter brought
during his shower. Peter took Alexs arms to his back and brought
his wrists together. Next he wrapped rope around them and tied it
off.

"Hey, what are you doing? I don't want you to do that." Alex
protested, but Peter had finished it and search for a new rope.

"Fuck, what are you doing? That wasn't the deal."

"I said I'll explain it in a few minutes. So be quiet and let me
do." Peter answered.

He wrapped rope around the boys elbows and tied them together, so
his arms where pulled back and his chest above all his nipples
where pushed in front.

"Arrgggghhhh" Alex shouted in case he never had his elbows
touched and he wasn't very agile. "STOP. NO. HELP." He began to
cry.

"Stop that." Peter scared his neighbours could hear something.

"AHHH, HELP, I GET AMMMPPHHH"

Peter shoved a sport sock in Alexs mouth and pressed a ball gag
after that in the mouth. He tied the ball gag behind his head
more times and then he looked if it was silent and the boy didn't
suffocate. Alex was shocked. He breathed through the nose and
wriggled around. Peter pressed him on the floor and took the
towel away.

"MMHHHHH" Alex protested, but there was no chance.

Peter wrapped a lot of rope around Alexs ankles and tied them
off, then he brought the ankles to his wrists and tied them
together and made a workable hogtie. Peter looked on the white
ass and smiled. This boy was the best he had ever seen, this body
must be the body of a child god. He bound the big toes together
and tied them to his elbows. Peter knew the lesser moveable the
lesser escape. With thread he bound the thumps together and then
the other fingers, always two and two.

He turned the boy on his back and looked in his eyes. Alex had
tears in his eyes, he murmured through his gag. Peter looked on
the boys private parts and saw a huge penis and big balls.

"Wow, you have a big equipment for your age. I think you will
make me a lot of fun."

Peter played with Alexs nipples until they rose a little bit.
Then he attached a metal clamp on each nipple with cord on the
clamps. Alex screamed through his gag as the clamps were added
and he wriggled on the floor. Peter wrapped a lot of thread
around Alex cock and balls very tight, tied it of an added a
cord, the same where attached to the clamps. He stood up and took
the cords through the hooks on the ceiling. Every cord through
one hook. Next he pulled on the cord attached to the private part
and lifted the boy, the whole weight of the body on the boys
balls. Alex screamed, the pain was terrible, Alex had never felt
such a pain before. Peter hurried and bound the cord to the hook.
He stood on a stool to make the work. He changed place and tied
the other two cords to the hooks.

Alexs body was about 60 inches over the floor. He believed his
nipples and balls left his body. He wriggled and noticed the pain
got worse, so he stopped and noticed that wasn't better. Sweat
covered his body. His arms and legs tied behind him brought his
body in a painful arch. He couldn't believe what happened in
these minutes. Alex thought that he hang already since hours.
What did this man to him? Peter went back and looked on his work.
'Great' he thought. He searched for other stuff on the floor and
took some small needles.

"Can you hear me Alex? Nod yes or no. Do you understand me?" Alex
nodded yes.

"I promised I'll tell you what is going on here. Do you want to
hear it now?"

Alex nodded yes. He tried to block the pain from his mind, but it
got worse from minute to minute.

"Okay. I'm paedophile. I like boys your age. When I saw you today
near the swimming pool I thought I saw an angel. I was love at
first sight and I knew I will spend my life with you, but I was
too scared to talk with you or to lure you into my car. But then
you came in my car by yourself. And then you told me that you
live on the street, that they search for you, that you hide you
everyday, that nobody will miss you if you disappear from the
scene and this was an invitation for me. I took the chance and it
worked. You are here. And now listen. You have no more life, you
sold it when you decided to come with me. From now you are my
little slave. It will take a few weeks but than you will accept
your new situation. You are here to provide me with sexual
pleasure and I'll teach you that. You have no rights, you never
touch yourself above all you balls, butt and penis. Only on
toilet it is allowed and you only go to the toilet if you ask me.
You call me sir or master when you talk to me. I think that is
all this time. Other things will be taught during your training.
Have you understood me?"

Alex nodded. The boy nodded with tears flowing down his face now.
The pain of his nipples and balls were killing him. The pain of
his new predicament was just as bad.

"Good. Today all you will learn is to accept pain." He took a
needle and placed it lengthwise at the top of his belly button,
then shoved it through to the other side. Alex screamed. Peter
then did a second needle the other way, sideways. Next he took a
blunt knitting needle in his right hand and the now erected penis
in fact of the bondage in his left hand. He pumped the penis a
little bit. Alex lifted his head and begged NO through his gag.
Then Peter rammed the needle in the boys urethra as wide as it
went. Alex screamed and wriggled around.

Peter went to the boys right nipple and suddenly he stuck a small
needle down through his nipple. Alex yelled at the pain. But Alex
wasn't through yet. He then stuck a second needle across his
nipple. He bent the needles and connected them to the clamps, so
they couldn't get lose apart from his skin tore of his body and
this caused more pain for his slave. Alex screamed and yelled at
the pain.

He took a new thread and wrapped it around the base of his cock
around the foreskin very tight. Only the needle stuck out. Next
he bound with this thread the penis back to the needles on his
navel. So the needle in the penis pressed with his tip against
the side and made more pain. Now the boy couldn't pee before he
exploded or Peter untied him. Peter took a butt plug, separated
the boys cheeks, found the anus and shoved the butt plug in his
anal canal. In fact of the arch of the body the boy couldn't
press the plug out of his anus and Peter secured it with a little
bit tape. So Alex couldn't press out his shit.

"Wonderful" Peter commented his work. Alex wriggled the whole
time and screamed and yelled but nothing helped.

Peter went and got a dumbbell with a weight of round about 30
pounds. He wrapped rope around the pole between the weights and
laid the dumbbell under the boy. Then he lifted it up and tied
the other end of the rope to the boys ankles and wrists and next
he set the dumbbell down. Now a weight of 30 pounds hung on the
boys body and the pain in his private parts and nipples got
worse.

He went to the boys head and looked in his eyes. Peter saw a lot
of tears and saw that the boy was near to black out.

"I know this pain is horrible, but you must learn it this way.
Can you here me?"

Alex tried to nod yes. Peter held the boys head and opened the
boys eyes with his thumps and forefingers and looked straight in
it. "Listen. You are mine now. Nobody will find you, help you or
free you because nobody is searching for you. You have no more
rights. You have no clothes or anything else and your naked body
is mine, so you have nothing. Feel the pain and learn, if you
don't follow my orders, this will be the nicest variant of pain
and punishment I will take you in. Pray to god that you can
handle it or you will die. Understood?"

Alex nodded as best as he could. Then Peter added a leather
blindfold with two metal buttons in it which pressed against the
boys eyes and took more pain to the torture. He took headphones
over the boys ears and fixed them with tape. The headphones were
connected to his hi-fi system. He played a CD with rhythm
computer noises on maximum volume and pressed the repeat button.
The boy would hear the sound the whole night.

Now Peter had finished. The boys body thrashed a little bit.
Peter rubbed his hands satisfied and went to his computer. He
told his virtual friends what had happened to him this day. He
showed them also the tortured boy through the webcam. The other
men gave him a few more tips and asked if they could buy the boy
after his training for a few hours. Peter smiled, he knew Alex
was a great catch.

Alex hung there in a strange room and suffered the pain. He
couldn't believe what happened, he walked so easy in this trap
and there are no people who miss him, so he had to escape alone.
First he thought it is a good idea and maybe he could outsmart
this man to get some money. This day began well and he had a lot
of luck on the street and in the water park. He tried to make the
best of the situation and everything went wrong. Alex knew his
life was gambled away. The pain was unbearable and he blacked
out, but only for some minutes. Then he came back to black out a
few minutes later. His breath was heavy and he was now sweating
profusely, but he didn't recognize. His whole body was one huge
pain and he blacked out again to come back a few minutes later.