Johan Oliver
(SM Boy Writers)

The Punishment Challenge

Chapter one

This is how it happened. The brilliant idea was dreamed up by Max, the eighteen year old boy in charge of us six juniors all aged twelve or thirteen. He came into our dormitory early one night to find me, Johan, tied spread-eagled on my bed wearing just my thin summer short pyjama bottoms. He could not fail to notice my tented shorts as he looked down at me. My friends explained that we were just playing tie up games as we often did, and he replied that he had a few ideas and he would speak to us on that subject.

That night, in the dormitory, he came up with his exciting idea. This is what he suggested as our lights were turned out for the night!

"I am going to write down a real punishment scene and dare one of you to undergo it rather than just the young boy games you are playing at present. I suggest that not one of you will be brave enough to accept the challenge, even though you obviously enjoy a bit of bondage! So it will all be written down and if, and it is a big if, one of you accepts the challenge, then you will all sign the copy of the plan so we can prove that you all agreed to it taking place if anyone should ask! If one of you does accept we will carry out the plan at the weekend in our old scout hut." He looked at me, still spread-eagled on my bed as he had told them not to untie me.

"Well you seem to be enjoying your thoughts Johan," he said as he looked at my still tented shorts. He reached down and gently brushed over my shorts.

"Oh yes, maybe, just maybe, you will be brave enough to try my idea Johan, but first, you must read what I have written!"

This is what Max wrote.

"The punishment challenge!"

Most importantly there will be no safe words. No way of stopping once we have started. Acceptance means you must take the whole punishment.

Any pleading or excessive fuss will mean you will be ball gagged.

You will be made at first to wear a simple loin-cloth I will supply, it will be fastened only by Velcro straps.

Before the next phase when you will be tied to a "T" cross, you will be strung up, hands above head, and have your loin-cloth removed by whipping.

This whipping will continue until it manages to remove your loin-cloth.

Once naked, we will tie you to the cross which will then be hoised upright.

We will all enjoy ten minutes of watching you dancing on the cross trying to relieve the pain.

Then, if you are not already sexually aroused we will make you so, and one of us will bring you to your climax.

Finally you will be left hanging on the cross until we consider that you are in enough pain to have proved yourself.

Only then will we take you down, but by then I will consider you truly my top favourite boy!

Max then showed us this written plan of punishment before asking,

"Any questions boys, or are you all too shy, or too nervous!?"

Well I for one did not need to think about it for too long as it was the sort of thing I had always dreamt about, and I decided, there and then, that I would accept the challenge and be punished, and that would make me Max's favourite boy and as I more or less worshiped him for his physique and achievements that in itself was exciting. Then the thought of the pain to come with all the boys watching me, my young cock grew as hard as iron before starting it's usual twitching rhythm. Max stood over my bed and reached down to my cock to give it a gentle squeeze!

"My God, you certainly are excited at the challenge Johan, it is going to be almighty fun for us dealing with you if you do agree, and I would love having you as my favourite boy anyway!"

So before I could change my mind I blurted out my acceptance as I lay still tied spread-eagled on my bed.

"I will do it. I will show you just how tough I can be, you just wait and see!"

Max laughed when I told him, and told me that if that was so, he would want me to come down to the scout hut over the next two days to help make the cross ready for my ordeal at the weekend! He also told me he thought that I was a plucky youngster and he looked forward to seeing me suffering. Then he ruffled my hair in a wonderfully affectionate and sexy way.

I looked forward to going down to help Max prepare my cross and I began to realise that he had a real sexy crush on me. After school I went off down to the hut to find Max and sure enough he was busy joining up two large planks of wood. He had got the basic cross made, and when I came in he told me that all he needed from me was to measure for the points at which I would be tied to it, so he could make holes for the ropes! He told me that to make it more realistic I needed to strip down to my briefs and lie on the cross so he could do the measuring. I grinned at him realising that all he wanted was to see more of my body, then I quickly stripped down while he watched my every move. Needless to say my uncontrollable thirteen year old erection was already pushing out the little school bikini white cotton briefs that were standard for all of us attending the school. Then he caught me slightly unawares, but also rather pleased, as he came to stand close in front of me before suddenly hugging me to him, pressing my erection against his own obvious bulge in his summer shorts as he too had stripped off his shirt. He ruffled my hair, before bending down to kiss me on the forehead, then the lips. I responded by wriggling against him and used one hand to rub and hold his obvious stiffness.

"As you are here for a trial run I have brought down the loin-cloth you will be wearing for your initial whipping!" he said as he handed me a tiny affair of thin cotton with Velcro straps. It had a waist strap that velcro'd at the side, onto which a miniscule flap would go between my legs and fasten to the waist strap front and back. I quickly I dropped my briefs and started to put it on.

"Here Johan, let me help you, it goes like this. Spread your legs apart a bit boy while I fix it!" He knelt in front of me and I felt his hands as they fiddled to get the little covering in place and as he lingered slowly to smooth them over my very rigid cock.

"Max, please don't touch me too much there, I am trying not to cum before my ordeal at the weekend and I am nearly going to climax already!"

"Oh what a boy you are Johan, I cannot wait to see you whipped and crucified!" but he left me untouched as he made me lie down on the cross to get his measurements right!

"Johan, I know you have agreed to be punished by me in a pretty cruel way, and yet you seem to be looking forward to it. Why do you want me to hurt you boy?"

"Max, I just admire you a lot, and I want to please you, and if you want to whip me and hurt me then I want to allow you to do it. I have to tell you that while I am being tied up and punished in any way at all I get really excited, and afterwards enjoy reliving it and jacking off to it. Does that sound silly to you Max?"

"No Johan, it sounds great, and very like I once was, and I know a lot of young boys are like that. I will enjoy seeing you suffer for me, especially when you are writhing on the cross while your friends and I watch you. You will be naked by then and as you know, one of us will make you cum during the punishment so that after that you will hang there with no sexual urges left to help you take the pain!"

"But Max, it will not take me long to get excited again after that as you will see!"

"I just wish I was thirteen again boy, but we will see if you are right and I simply look forward to seeing that smooth little rod of yours thrusting up against your tummy while you writhe around!"

He bored holes at the appropriate places so that rope from my wrists and ankles would pass through the crossbeam and upright before going round them and then around my wrists to make a good secure binding to the cross and so locate arms and legs at the best angles. When the cross was ready I helped him slide it under the scout hut floor away from prying eyes, and ready for our Saturday free day from school work. As I picked up my clothes to get dressed Max came over to me and put his hands on my shoulders, turning me away from him he ran his hands gently down my back. "Your back is so soft and smooth and a lovely colour boy, will you really be able to stand the flogger whip on it before we put you on the cross!?" It seemed his hands could not stop smoothing me, running on down my back and over my butt which was almost naked still with only the tiny Velcro fastened loin-cloth. He tweaked the Velcro off and it fell away and his hand crept around to my cock, turning me toward him. Then he dropped his own shorts and our two rigid cocks were united, his big, and with a bush of pubic hair, and mine smooth hairless and so rigidly erect and both of us uncircumcised. We rubbed ourselves excitedly together as we stood, arms around each other, gloriously naked.

Lusty thoughts got the better of me and I kept my arms tightly around him as he gently worked my cock to climax and I rewarded him with spurt after spurt of my thin excited boy cum. I shuddered in ecstasy as he held me tightly to him.

"Well then my randy little slave boy, now you will have to work up more urges by Saturday!"

"No problem Max. I will make you proud of me, you'll see!"

The few days passed by very slowly for me, but I was constantly reminded by my young friends of what was in store for me on Saturday, and my cock spent nearly all it's time at full rigid erection. Finally for the last two nights, to get me in the mood, so they said, my friends, encouraged by comments from Max, tied me spread eagled and naked for the whole night, and this I really liked because when I did get off to sleep I had wonderful dreams of being captured and tortured!

So Saturday finally came, hot and sunny, and Max told me to report to him at the scout hut with my junior friends, and he would be there with two other prefects to make sure that the punishment did no lasting damage to me! I put on my thin white cotton PE shorts and Tee shirt with just sandals on my feet. I was ready, and the six of us went down to the hut after breakfast. The prefects were waiting for us. The cross was lying ready for me on the floor with coils of rope ready beside it. A light multi tailed flogger whip was resting on the cross, with the little loin-cloth I was to wear. A hugely grinning Max spoke to us.

"Johan, strip your shirt off, put your hands on your head and stand still while your friends prepare you! You boys, strip Johan and put the loin-cloth on him, then bring him over to stand under this rope we have tied to the beam!" I did as he told me and stood, hands on my head while my shorts and sandals were removed gleefully by my friends, and they worked out how to attach the flimsy little loin-cloth over my now rigid cock. My excitement was blatantly obvious to them and the three prefects watching, but finally I was ready for the punishment to start!

I was taken over to stand under the overhead rope and obediently held my hands out to Max who first bound my wrists before ordering me to hold them up to be attached to a loop in the dangling rope so that I was stretched nicely for my whipping.

"Have you anything to say before we start the planned punishment Johan. This is your last and only chance to stop us. If you agree to go on now there is no turning back as you know. We have the gag ready if you start making a fuss!"

"I am ready, so do your worst. I am tough enough to take it, you'll see!"

Max took up the whip and landed the first light stroke across my shoulders and it made me realise this was going to be hard going as I gave a little gasp.

"That was only a gentle start boy, just you wait until we reach that little loin-cloth!"

Max continued and each stroke came lower towards my waist until the sixth one came down low enough to wrap around the flimsy little loin-cloth and I gave a cry of pain as it landed stingingly over my erection.

"Am I going to have to gag you boy?" was Max's question, and standing in front of me he ruffled my now sweaty hair as he looked into my now rather anguished eyes!

"No Sir, no I am sorry, and I will try and keep quiet from now on!"

Max decided to let some of my friends have a bit of fun and handed the whip to the youngest of them, twelve year old Pepe.

"Lash him around the loin-cloth Pepe, and try to dislodge the fastenings, but first, you have to get naked as you are a junior doing the punishing. Pepe, who was a lovely young boy stripped off, slightly shyly, to reveal of course that he was nicely erect, his uncircumcised cocklet standing proudly and tightly upright!

His first lash was gentle but the next was a lot harder but I felt the first bit of the Velcro give way and the front flap of the loin-cloth fell down so that my cock was now hanging out unprotected. I had gone soft under the onslaught which made it more bearable. Now Max took the whip back and started low on my back to dislodge the waist strap which suddenly parted so the loin-cloth fell away and I was finally stark naked, still stretched up, slightly sore now but free from any covering. Thinking about it afterwards I must have made a wonderful sight, naked, sweating, showing a few stripe on my tanned young body and about to be dealt with further.

"Good boy, now for the cross!" Max said, sounding pleased. He now released my hands and guided me over to stand before the cross. He helped me to lie down on my back and soon a prefect on each arm was binding my wrists firmly to the cross beam. It made me excited and nervous as I felt my nakedness against the wooden beams but a lay still and watched the as first each of my wrists had three turns of a long length of coarse hemp rope wrapped around them. This was then knotted to leave two long tails. Both these tails were passed through the holes that Max had made for them, and then pulled tight and back from either side to form a binding over each of my wrists for many turns until the rope tails had been used up. My arms were now held stretched out to either end of the beam as my young friends and the three prefects watched in anticipation of what was to come! I lay back feeling that wonderful helplessness, knowing that I was now naked, being watched, and being tied to the cross on which I would now have to suffer, and knowing that there was nothing I could do to stop it because I had agreed to it all. As I pulled gently at my wrists now bound firmly, I looked across to my junior friends. Pepe had remained naked and the other four were gently feeling the front of their tented shorts as they watched me being secured. Now the prefects started to tie my ankles in a similar fashion to the upright. Again the system of both rope ends going through the prepared hole from either side leaving my legs tight against the upright to be lashed tightly so they were immovable but with legs slightly bent so I had ability to push up and relieve my arms of my weight off and on. My preparation was complete and I lay ready, naked, sweating and nervous, but sort of excited. I was about to be crucified!

Now the cross was hoisted upright by a rope from each side and I soon realised as it became vertical just how much it was going to hurt. I pushed up on my legs to relieve my wrists, but then collapsed again with the pain of holding it, and the pain in my ankles from the bindings became too great. But then, miraculously, as I hung naked and my body started to get covered in a sheen of sweat, my erection gradually started to grow again until it was again nearly touching my tummy, much to the glee of the watchers, and to Max, who came over to me and gave it a gentle feel as I writhed in my agony!

"Wow look at the randy little guy, he's actually enjoying it. He really actually likes to be hurt!" squeaked one of my young friends, before another chimed in "Just look at him struggle, no wonder they told us it was called the dance of the cross!"

They gave me the full ten minutes as I hung crucified before them until the youngest of my friends, Pepe, the now naked twelve year old, was told to bring me to climax. The rest of my young friends had now been made to strip naked and the sight of them, five nubile naked boys and watched by the prefects who had stripped to the waist and were showing huge bulges in their shorts, all enjoying my pain and torture helped me to climax as Pepe's soft willing young hand masturbated me!

Now the hardest part as I sagged down from my arms and the pain built up again until I was nearly passing out with exhaustion. After a few more minutes which seemed like an eternity I heard the magic words from Max.

"Stop, stop, stop, take the boy down. He has proved himself a true little slave boy and we should all admire him!"

I felt the willing arms of the prefects lifting my weight as the bindings on my arms and legs were released and then I was laid down on a mattress on the floor while I recovered. I was overjoyed that I had succeeded and wondered only what they would have in store for me next! I was soon to find out because I was now, after all, Max's boy, honoured and admired by all, and the reward was to be invited to sleep in his bed that very night. Not for any more sex because I was exhausted by the events, but to lie in his strong arms both of us naked and both of us in our own sort of heaven.

When we lay still in the morning Max spoke quietly to me.

"Johan, now you have been initiated and proved yourself, I have another event for you that I think you will enjoy. I belong to a small group of men, well I am the youngest and only just old enough, but they would love to see you and initiate you into their group because I have described what you accepted from us boys. They have always lusted after a young boy so would you be willing to come and be introduced to them!?"

"I will do anything for you Max, honestly, you know that. But what sort of things would they want to do to me?"

"I do not want to put you off boy, but I faithfully promise that I will look after you and allow no lasting damage, but they are really excited to be getting a willing youngster like yourself to be put through some of their scenes with them! So will you do it Johan, and meet them?"

"I promise Max. I promise you because I trust you and I will not let you down whatever they want of me!"

And that is how we left it, and it is the next chapter that can describe it!

Chapter two

Johan has second thoughts about meeting with older men and opts out, so Max gets a punishment whipping. Johan discovers Max's Dad is into the scene as well, a surprise for Max when he returns, but now two more boys trained by the Dad are joining in.

Max had arranged for me to spend a week with him in the holidays which pleased my Mum who was busy with her daily job and found it difficult looking after me as well. I always suspected that she knew that I had some gay leanings and she had met Max and assumed he was the same, but we were only thirteen and eighteen and liaisons like this are common enough.

Max lived with his Dad, as his Mum had died two years earlier, and his Dad almost certainly knew that Max was gay and would probably stay that way. He also knew that he had the same inclinations at Max's age but finally met the girl he would marry and Max was the result so it was put on one side for the time!

But now that his wife had been gone two years he found it a turn on to watch Max develop, and was able to go back to getting pleasure from young boys, although Max had still not realised this. Now he was excited by my arrival as a young friend of Max's. He thought that Max belonged to a group of gay men and that if that was so he almost certainly would go through bdsm scenes with them because he had found evidence in his son's bedroom. A hidden stash of bondage gear, sexy little g-strings and thongs, and a couple of whips were hidden under the clothes in his drawer. When he found them it gave him an immediate sexual thrill and he wondered if he would have a chance to witness anything going on between Max and Me and anyway, he thought, perhaps it was time for Max to know the truth.

That first night Max and I chatted for ages after we had turned in. I had a small single bed in his room, but of course I slept with him in the big double. He told me to strip, but of course I wanted to anyway, and he tied me in his favourite way. I loved the feel of it, with my bound wrists tied to the bed head rail, and my ankles tied to the base. I had room to wriggle over and respond to his attentions and we would finally sleep spooned together with his hand resting over my cock and his cock between my soft upper thighs. The plain fact of the matter for both of us I think was that we did not yet feel the need or urge for anal sex. Plenty of bondage and pain was our turn on, but not, at least for the time being, the rape or fucking scene.

Finally, I bit the bullet and came clean to Max as we lay on the bed.

"Max, I have been thinking about your group of friends and I am very worried. I mean from what I read they will want to rape me and I would hate that. I mean I know I have been whipped, and crucified and really hurt, but that is sort of sexy for me, but to have other peoples cocks stuck up my butt makes me shudder. Max, I am sorry if that sounds weak!"

"Oh Johan, you great boy, it is far better for you to be honest with me rather than take part in something that you will regret. I admire you for saying what you have, but you are quite right, the first thing they will do to you is fit you with a butt plug and start preparing you to be raped by them all in turn, having a young boy available will be new to most of them!"

"Oh wow, oh please Max, please don't make me do that!" and I whimpered a bit as I said it.

"We had an agreement boy, and I will honour it. I will certainly not force you to do anything that you would regret. I will go to my meeting tomorrow without you, and explain you are not old enough yet to take part. I know what will happen to me because they are very much looking forward to meeting you, and I promised them you would be with me, but I will take my punishment from them whatever they do!"

So the next day I was left with Max's Dad, and Max left alone in his old car. I enjoyed using the pool they had in the garden and it soon became obvious that his Dad was pretty keen on watching me in my usual skimpy speedo. His Dad, (I called him Sir,) wore conventional boxer type swimming shorts and was slim and well built. I learned afterwards he was only just over forty but that to me was really old! When I climbed out wet and lay down on my tummy in the sun I could see his eyes running up and down my body, so I turned slowly over to give him a better view! His obvious interest soon gave me an erection and he could see it pushing out the flimsy material because I had removed the double lining long ago for maximum effect! He grinned at me and then put a hand tentatively over my stiff cock!

"Well Johan, I had wondered if you and Max were enjoying each other's company for sex reasons as well as just socially. I think the way you now let me touch you that I know the answer! Tell me boy, what did you two do at school to get to know each other, because I have found various bondage things including whips hidden in Max's room so I know he likes that sort of thing, but I have never mentioned it to him!"

Suddenly I felt I could tell this kind Dad of Max's anything, because he was obviously enjoying feeling my now full on erection, until finally, as I made no move to discourage him he undid the drawstring of my speedo and slipped them part down and his hand went to full on fondling of my now exposed hairless rigid erection, throbbing in excitement with the action.

"Well Sir, Max invented the punishment challenge, and I took it on, and was initiated!" I blurted out.

"Johan, from now on you can call me Master, Sir sounds too like school and the other boys you will soon meet call me Master. But anyway, go on telling me what goes on Johan, this sounds like my boy's into it, and it sounds good fun if somewhat painful maybe!?"

Now, while he continued fondling me, I told him the details of the punishment challenge and how I had been whipped and crucified and also that I had a copy of the whole schedule hidden in my bag of clothes. He wanted me to go and fetch it straight away because he said it sounded great. I pulled my speedo back into place and slipped into the house, found it, and when I returned he had also gone in and emerged holding a small shiny yellow swim thong.

"Here Johan, now we know a bit more about what goes on between you and Max I think you could wear this thong. I bought several when Max was your age or maybe a bit younger, but never gave them to him in case his Mum objected or thought it odd. It will be quite a surprise for max when he gets back to see you wearing that, especially when he hears where it came from!"

He reached out and pulled the waistband of my speedo out and over my rigid cock and lowered them down so that I could kick out of them. I stood stark naked, erect, and proud in front of him.

"My God, you are a perfect boy Johan. Quite perfect, and look how that erection stands up so straight. Only a boy around your age can get that hard and do that!" and taking my cock between his finger and thumb he started to gently masturbate me! Rubbing gently he encouraged the foreskin to work down a bit.

"The feel of you boy is wonderful. The smoothness, the incredible stiffness, the ridges like smooth bones running the length of it, so no wonder some people call it a boner, and look how the hidden purple head is starting to peep through as it swells tighter and tighter and gets even harder as I work on you!

I could stand it no longer and suddenly arching my body slightly backwards I shot several spurts of excited boy cum all over the face of Max's Dad who just chuckled merrily.

"Oh my boy, you beautiful beautiful friend of my son, we are going to have such fun when Max realises that I have gone back to how I was when he was little. He will remember the punishment sessions we used to have on any excuse when I would tie him up in different ways to be whipped with a belt or flogger whip I kept hidden, and that is probably why he is like he is now. But in those days I was married of course and Max and I had a pact to keep the sessions secret from my now departed wife!" I had finished and gone limp, but he went on talking to me.

"Did you enjoy that boy. You certainly gave a good spurt of cum for one your age."

"Yes Sir, it was great. Do you think Max will want to punish me for not going to his friends, because I think I deserve it, honestly I do, so I really hope he does, and then you can see how tough I can be!" and I lay on my back by the side of the pool, now wearing the little thong which felt great the way it rode into my crack and the little pouch hugged my cock but which was already beginning to fill out as I thought of maybe being whipped or strung up by Max and his Dad together!

Master, as I was now to know him, produced a great picnic type lunch for us to share and he had a beer, while I had coke, and he chatted to me about possible punishments and how he used to deal with Max which kept me almost permanently hard. So fairly late in the afternoon we heard Max's car coming in the gate and he came over to where we lay by the pool in the still hot sun.

"Hi Max," said his Dad. "How did your meeting go?"

Max saw what I was wearing and went bright pink.

"Johan, where did you get that little thong, I have never seen you in one like that before!"

I got up and did a little pirouette in front of him before telling him that his Dad had given it to me.

"Dad, where did you get that from?" Max asked.

"Well I bought several like that for you boy when you were eleven or twelve years old but never gave them to you because I thought it might upset Mum, but now she is gone and you have brought this delightful boy to our house I found them again and he does look great I think you will agree!"

"Dad you never told me you liked that sort of thing. I would have loved to wear that when I was his age!"

"Well come on Max, strip off now and have a swim. Let's see how your muscles are coming on these days, we don't often see each other by the pool."

"Dad, not now, please not right now, I don't feel like swimming after my meeting." And he started to go off towards the house.

"Come here Max. I am your Dad and you know what I used to do to you. I want you to strip off down to swimmers and swim. It is an order so look sharp!"

Slowly Max peeled off his shirt and we both gasped at the sight. He was crisscrossed with red wheals right down his back and as he turned so was his chest and tummy. Under his armpits was the worst with livid red scars and wheals where the tails of the whip must have finished up.

"Jesus boy, what did they do to you?"

"Dad, I had promised them to bring a young boy, Johan, and I am their junior member anyway and I failed to bring the boy. So I was sentenced to a punishment whipping, as you see. It was my own fault for promising, and not delivering, and I agreed willingly to the punishment anyway because I deserved it! He dropped his shorts to stand in his swimming shorts that he always wore underneath, and he made a sorry, if slightly exciting to me, sight!

I decided I had better say something as I looked in awe at Max's well whipped body.

"Master, and Max, I am so sorry. I should have come with you as I had originally promised but I was put off by tales of what went on there. Now, I deserve, and I really want, to be whipped by both of you in any way you like. Please whip me, I want you to do it and make me suffer like you Max. I stood still before them with the little yellow thong wildly tented out at the thought of the inevitable coming pain and punishment!

"You called my Dad, Master" said Max, since when was that?"

"He told me to Max, and it sounds better than Sir and his other boys call him that anyway!" Max looked surprised, as so he should have been, because he did not know of the other two boys that his Dad had as willing little slave boys! He was shortly to find out!

"Max, go to my room and look in the back of the wardrobe. You will find the flogger I used to use on you when I punished you years ago, and there is another whip I have bought since, a plaited single tailed horse horsewhip, soft and supple! Bring them both but first put on one of the thongs you will find with the whips. We will then carry out the whipping young Johan deserves and wants, and we will do it under the old whipping tree, the apple tree we used years ago for when you needed punishing."

"But Dad, I mean I didn't know you still did this sort of thing. I sort of knew when you used to tie me up for my beatings that you liked doing it, so obviously you still like it don't you?"

"Look Max, it is time I was honest with you, I have always liked young boys, and bondage scenes with punishments, but when you grew up I did not want to go on with it as I didn't know how you felt about it, and of course your Mum was still alive. Now that Johan has told me what you did to him at school I can join in with what you as you obviously like it as well! Now go and get the whips, and bring the leather thong straps that are also there to secure young Johan under the tree!"

Max went off indoors and Sir asked me a few questions about what type of bondage I particularly liked doing and how much I knew of bdsm and sex. I explained that I sort of liked being whipped and even crucified. Not at the time but the anticipation and the afterglow. I told him I would lie awake at night thinking about it and one of the most exciting things that had ever happened to me was having it done to me in front of my friends and several prefects at school with Max's punishment challenge!

Max now appeared carrying whips, leather straps, and now wearing a tiny but bulging thong of bright blue. He carried his armful of gear down to the old apple tree in the corner of the garden and dumped them on the grass. Now it was his Dad, Master, who took over the events.

"Johan, come with me, let's get this over with!" and he put a hand behind my head to guide me down to where Max was waiting. Max held up the long soft leather straps which had running loops on the ends which he put over my wrists and pulled tight, before Master took the other end and looped them over a sturdy waiting branch to heave them up tight and fasten them off to another nearby branch he had clearly used before, so now my arms were held straight and high.

"Dad, these straps are soft and well used, have they been used since you used them on me when I was Johan's age? It certainly looks like it!"

"Alright Max, I will really come clean with you and admit what I have been doing since your Mum died. I have two young local boys who come here to use the pool, one is now twelve and the other thirteen. They are both excited to come and I quickly discovered that they like the leather straps and the bondage tree. Now when they come they always finish up being mischievous on purpose so that I have the excuse to give them a good whipping, usually naked because they like it that way, in fact I can tell quite honestly that they seem to love it! Are you shocked Max!?"

"Dad, no, of course I am not, I just wish I had known before, you have really turned out to be a secretive old man! But now, wow, we can do all sorts of things together. We have a very willing young Johan here, and your two local boys as well, and who knows, when I have got over my latest whipping you might even whip me again!"

"No, no, no, I won't do that Max, you are now a virtual grown up and I like my boys young. What you do with your group is up to you, but here, it will be you and me dealing with our three very willing youngsters, and I gather you will enjoy that!"

Having carried on chatting they had left me standing, still in my yellow thong, and with my arms held by the thong straps up to the overhanging branch, but now Max knelt at my feet and tied a line round each of my ankles to link them together with a short length of cord maybe 30cm [1 foot] long so that I could kick a bit but not entirely freely. Master picked up the flogger and came to ruffle my hair.

"Now I will see what you are made of my new little guy. Get ready for your punishment!" He gave my hair another final ruffling and then stood back, watched my Max, to deliver the first stroke to my shoulders. It was harder than I was used to and I gave an involuntary little cry. "That my boy, was the first, and a very gentle stroke." And he landed another hard one just below the first. I kicked up my legs, both together held by their link, so that I was for a moment or two hanging from the wrist straps and had no doubt that Max and his Dad were enjoying watching me writhing around in pain, my long and smooth brown hairless legs kicking wildly!

After ten strokes I was sobbing freely, kicking and shouting out as the whip fell across my back.

"Dad, Dad, that is enough for him! Don't forget this is almost his first time and his back looks pretty sore to me already!"

"Rubbish Max, he has to learn to take it if he is to be a really good slave boy for us, but okay, maybe as it is nearly his first time this will do, but only while he get's his breath back! I want to try him with a few from the horsewhip, right across that lovely smooth tanned little tummy and chest of his, and also I think it is time to get him naked!" I felt him lowering my thong and realised with some pride that in the excitement and despite the pain I was still fully erect, rampantly so, as my smooth hairless little cock was still standing vertically occasionally trying to kiss my flat little tummy as I writhed around.

"Max, this boy is still highly aroused, just look at him. I am going to whip him with the horsewhip from the front, and will go on until he can get control of that little cock of his!"

I saw him pick up the long whip and swish it around a bit, and then he laid it on across my chest which gave me a searing pain. I cried out in agony only to get another stroke, then another as I heaved at my bonds and frantically kicked my legs. Finally, at the fifth stroke which wrapped right around my tummy and bit into my back I came to my sexual climax and spurted jet after jet of my precious boy cum into the air, until finally I hung limp from the wrist straps, and my cock at last softened to hang, slack and flacid for a moment.

"My God, what a boy you have here Max, fancy him cumming like that under the lash without being touched. He is a natural masochist and I love him. My other two boys have never done that,so I look forward to getting them up here to meet Johan. He is here for several more days so I will call them up for tomorrow and maybe we can have a competition for our three young boys? Maybe you could write another punishment challenge for the three of them?"

Master now came to where I was hanging limp, took my sweaty head in his hands and leaning down over me kissed me on the lips a long lingering kiss and for the first time I felt a tongue invading my mouth which I returned as though I had done it for years.

Now they released me, and laid me down on a sunbed to rub salve into my stripes which were not really that bad anyway as they surely appreciated the relative softness of a thirteen year old and did not want permanent marks. Max got the same treatment soothing treatment from his Dad, and when we had both been soothed we went back into the house for a well earned late supper prepared by Master, with both Max and I being ordered to remain dressed just in our sexy little thongs. This, I thought, was starting to be fun!!

So Max's Dad decided that he would try and get his two usual boys to come over tomorrow and see if they could sleepover for a couple of nights! He had known these two boys for a couple of years since his wife died. They had come to use his pool and he soon discovered that they were into a bit of playful bondage when he discovered them fooling about after swimming one day and Luke, the eldest, had tied up Matt and was playfully lashing him with a belt! When Master asked Luke what he thought he was doing, Matt piped up and said it was only play and he didn't mind. So it was natural that when they were cheeky one day, and still wearing their little speedos, Master decided to tie their hands behind their backs and noticed at once that both were soon showing obvious erections. One thing led to another until one day he had stripped Luke naked while receiving little resistance, and had then hogtied him realising that the boy was really enjoying it. Finally he had given him six with a belt and Luke's response was, "is that the best you can do Master!" while Matt giggled and watched.

So soon it was taken as normal by the boys that they would pretend to be naughty, and that Master would tie them up in different ways, often with them naked, and soon they discovered the thrill of being stretched up under the old tree for the Master's pleasure while they were dealt with, and then the delights as they were masturbated by a Master who was thoroughly enjoying himself.

The boys were brought up and lived together, and made a good pair. Although they were reared together, the younger boy, Matt, a little curly headed blonde with bright blue eyes, was adopted at an early age as company for Luke when their parent's couldn't have another child. Luke was lankier than Matt, but still slim, hairless and with a darker tan along with long shiny very dark brown hair and eyes. Then the parents split up, and their Dad took over looking after the two boys. The Dad had also always liked (and lusted on) young boys and had many fantasies over the years, so now he had no objection to what he knew very well went on up at the big house. He sometimes just wished he could be part of it.

It was agreed that the boys Dad would drop them up early the next morning, and they would stay over for a couple of nights. They had no need to bring anything with them as they had plenty of spare clothes kept there anyway, and with the weather hot most of the time they would be round the pool they hoped, either naked or in their incredible sexy minimal costumes that Master had made for them, and which always brought on their urge to take part in the various activities that Master required of them, of which more in the next chapter!

The Master's two boys arrive. They will be allowed a day just to be boys, but then the fun will start. When set a challenge they will compete with each other to be the toughest, because they are all at the age of puberty with raging hormones and budding masochism.

Luke and Matt were dropped off by their Dad at 9am next morning at the beginning of another lovely hot summer day. I was watching with interest to see what these two boys were like, having been told the things they had accepted from, and in fact enjoyed being given, by their Master!

Both boys wore simple white cotton PE shorts and tee shirts with just sandals, no socks. Neither seemed to have any other clothes with them, but I had already been told that they kept some spares here as they came so often.

Luke was taller than me I could see as I shook hands with him. He was slender, his hair was worn fairly long pageboy style and was dark brown that set off his large brown eyes, a few freckles on his snub nose, long brown slender smooth and hairless arms and legs completed the picture.

Matt was quite different. He had curly very blonde hair, sparkling blue eyes, was shorter than me, but his legs and arms were tanned a soft honey brown, unlike his step brother's darker skin and tan. He was half a year younger as he had not yet quite turned thirteen and he raised immediate sexual feelings in me, despite the fact that really we were all just three boys belonging to Max and Master.

"Come on boys, strip off for swimming before we do anything else," called out Master, and with no further ado both Luke and Matt stripped off shorts, shirts and sandals and stood not naked but wearing the most sexy outrageous little g-strings. Luke's was a tiny gold pouch gathered onto a centre ring low on his tummy, in fact only just above his genitals, and this ring was held in place by a thin black waist band. The lower part of the little gold pouch became a piece of string passing between his legs and then reappearing from his butt to join the little black waist band, which he wore really low on his waist, in fact it was a few centimetres below the start of his butt crack! Little Matt had a silver version made the same way, and the two of them looked fabulous.

I stripped to my new yellow thong which now looked huge compared to these two boys g-strings, despite mine being a pretty sexy little number in it's own right!

I noticed after we had swum around for a bit that when we climbed out my thong clung to my cock, and as I looked at these two very sexy boys I immediately started to swell into an erection, which amused Luke and Matt who noticed it at once!

Their silver and gold pouches seemed to be made of a thin semi waterproof material that did not cling but provided a wonderful loose container for their boyhood jewels!

Once we had swum Master and Max called us over for a chat about the day, and we were told what was likely to happen. Master did the talking at first.

"You will wear only those g-strings boys for all the time you are here, unless you are being punished for any reason, in which case you may well be naked!" He paused for a moment to let that sink in, and it received a few giggles from young Matt particularly! Then Max carried on, "You can have the day up to supper time to do as you like, swimming and sunbathing and chatting amongst yourselves. I can now tell you that your Master, my Dad, has asked me to work on another punishment challenge for you three, which he will read out to you before you are taken up for your night time bondage! Naturally being our slave boys you will be in tied all night, either part clothed or naked as your particular Master will choose. We have already decided that Johan will spend it in the Master's bedroom, while Matt and Luke will be with Me. This is to make a change round for all of you! Now, have fun today, for tomorrow will be tough, but only if you choose to take up the challenge so it will be up to you!"

We went off on our own then, actually to sit under the old apple tree in the corner of the garden that the boys told me had been used so many times for their punishments. Luke started the conversation going first.

"Hey Johan, tell us what Max is like. We have been told that you took part in a punishment challenge that he made up at school. What was it like? How tough was it?"

I wondered how much I should tell them, but then I wanted to know just how far Master had gone with Luke and Matt so I decided to tell him all.

"Well I said I would undertake the challenge but it was pretty hard. I was made to wear a little loincloth held on by Velcro tapes, and then I was strung up with hands high above my head so that they could whip me, that is whip me around the loincloth until it came off!"

"Wow Johan, what you mean they whipped you around your cock area. Wasn't that very painful? Wow, I am not sure I would like that!" and Luke fell silent for a minute.

"The thing is Luke, it is not meant to be whether you would like it or not. You are just a boy, a slave boy serving your Master, and in a way that is what is so exciting. Anyway, eventually the loincloth fell away and I was naked and, well, you know, with a huge boner, and they thought that was great. But then it got more painful! They tied me to a cross they had made, well actually, to be fair, I had actually helped Max to make it, and the feeling when they tied me to the cross, each wrist with turns of rough thin rope, and then the ends tied around the cross beam, well, it was fantastic really and they were really enjoying it, and stroking and fondling my body before finally tying my ankles to the upright. Don't forget that, as I said, I was naked, and that my friends and Max with two other prefects was watching me suffer! But the suffering really started when they raised the cross upright and I was just hanging there!" I paused a moment as Matt butted in.

"But Johan, it must have been agonising and do you think they will be doing that to us as well? His hand was fiddling with and adjusting his obvious erection in his little silver pouch and I could see even with the material that had been used that it was tented well out!

"Look you two!" I said, choosing my words carefully. "They gave me a challenge and I accepted. It was very painful, but extremely exciting and at the end, when one of my friends brought me to climax on the cross, it was fantastic, well incredible, the most amazing feeling that I have ever had! All the pain but all the time mixed up with the pleasure until that incredible climax, and then it was just pain as I hung there, but oh, it was so worth it! I would do it again any time to please Master and Max, and I am expecting maybe worse will be suggested tomorrow! But enough from me, tell me what happens to you two, because I know that Master likes to punish you off and on!" I sat back waiting for the revelations from the two lovely boys looking at me.

Luke started in to explain the relationship between Master and the two of them.

"At the beginning it was easy. All master seemed to want was for us to wear these tiny crazy g-strings, but then, one day, I was playing with Matt in the house, and I tied him up pretending that he had been captured. I was giving him a beating, but only gently with my leather belt when Master came in and saw us. He just chuckled for a while, but then when I said we were only playing, he told us we would still have to be punished, and he told us to hold our hands behind our backs. He had some cord ready and before we could object, even if we had wanted to, we had our hands bound behind our backs!" Luke paused a moment for my comment so I suggested that maybe they liked the feeling of being tied, and they readily agreed! I also suggested that maybe Master could see they were getting erections in those little g-strings, and they said that was true too!

"Oh well yes, it was exciting of course. He made us stay tied up like that for the rest of the day!

"When did he give you those little g-string things?" I asked as we all sat together under the tree. "Oh that happened the second time we ever came, we were only about eleven and twelve then. We always thought it was fun wearing them because he seemed to really enjoy watching us, but we were told never to take them home at first, although later, like after a year or so, well actually in fact it was after our Mum left Dad so he was living alone, we were allowed to wear them home, and anyway, our Dad thinks we look great as well and likes us to wear them at home when no one else is there, and well actually when certain of his friends are, and then we quite like showing them off!"

"Well go on." I said, "What does Master do to you now? I have told you how I was whipped and crucified, so what happens to you two!" Luke drew breath and then went on.

"He ties us under this tree with our hands stretched up so we are only on the tips of our toes, then he takes off our g-string so we are naked, then we are whipped with a whip he calls his flogger. It has lots of leather tails but they are fairly soft and don't leave too many lasting marks. Look Johan, he never really hurts us. He just seems to like seeing us tied and struggling while he whips us gently and we pretend we are really hurt badly!"

I decided that I had better prepare these two innocents for what might happen with Max's punishment challenge, and reminded them of what happened to me and that it had been extremely painful but in that weird way I so like, incredibly excitingly enjoyable!

"Yeah, but Johan, come on, it did not actually make lasting marks on you even then did it?" this question was from little Matt.

"No Matt, it bloody well hurt at the time but no, it did not last long afterwards, and during the whipping and crucifixion it was just so, well so sexy really. I mean I was helpless, tied and could not stop the punishments, and all the time the younger boys and Max with two of his prefect friends were watching me struggle and eventually start crying. And then of course I climaxed and they loved that!" I paused and Matt came back with another query.

"Do you always cum when they whip you, I mean without being touched or helped, or is it just when you are watched by the others Johan, because that sounds a fantastic way for it to happen!" I told him that as far as I was concerned it was the absolute ultimate way for it to happen, the building pain, the struggling, the final climax as it came, before the agony of the after effects, but they were soon gone. So now I was really looking forward to Max telling us what he would like us to do for his latest challenge!"

During the afternoon I began to get an idea of what Max and his Dad had in mind because Max left in his car and returned half an hour later with some heavy planks of wood which he unloaded and carried down the garden to where beyond us and the old apple tree there was a gate that I had not noticed before. He disappeared through it into an adjoining bit of woodland which evidently belonged to the house's garden. We heard banging and sawing noises as we lay in the sun under our tree and I told Luke and Matt that I reckoned they were making crosses to crucify us on.

"What all of us at the same time do you reckon Johan?" whispered Matt.

"I thought it would be a challenge for one of us to accept like you told us happened at your school!" Luke chimed in.

"Well I reckon," I said looking serious, "I reckon they might make three crosses and put us all on them to see who can last longest, I mean that would be an exciting challenge and anyway, I know what it is like so I should last longer than you two if you accept it!" and I paused to see what they would make of that.

"Johan," it was Matt again, "Does it hurt where the rope is around your wrists and ankles or is it because you are hanging with your arms spread right out along the cross! I mean it must hurt so much with being tied like that, but then if he does that, we can agree to give in quickly so the winner does not have to stay too long up there!" the boy had an anxious look on his cute face under the blonde curly hair.

"Look you two, you can give in as quickly as you like, but I will stay and suffer for Max and his Dad. I will show them just how tough I can be if that is what they want!"

Luke now piped up, "Well I bet I can beat you Johan, just because you have been properly punished before does not mean we are not capable of taking more than you! I think it will be really exciting if that is what they are planning, to be tied up and have to take lots of pain while they watch and maybe take pictures of us struggling, and maybe I can cum like you did before, I bet I can if I put my mind to it, however much they are hurting me!" Luke paused, looking at me with his big brown eyes, his shiny dark hair framing his face, and he certainly looked really cute in his tiny gold g-string with that deep tan and slim athletic body.

But then, during the afternoon, another friend of Max's arrived, and I recognised him immediately as one of the prefects who had seen me punished at school. He grinned at me and after rather obviously adjusted his groin he commented.

"Well well Johan, we meet again already and I gather that Max has some ideas as to what to do with you and your new young friends. Anyway, you are a great boy, and I look forward to helping him and his Dad!" Max called out then that he had finished his ideas for his challenge and his Dad had agreed it, so we were to come into the house and hear what he had written down.

Max's second punishment challenge!

We have made three crosses. They will be set up so each of you can watch the others suffering, because, each of you that accept the challenge are going to be crucified at the same time!

We have a well hidden clearing in our private wooded area that we use for special occasions, and this occasion is certainly going to be special, for all of us!

After you have been tied to your cross, each of you will be hoisted up by your master.

You may ask to be taken down when you can't stand any more pain, but there is a penalty.

The first boy to ask for release will be given twenty lashes, tied in the centre of the clearing to a waiting post, so that the two remaining boys will be able to watch him suffer!

The next boy asking to be taken down will get ten lashes, but it will be harder because we will use the bullwhip for him!

The last boy will have won the challenge, but will remain for another twenty minutes on his cross while we enjoy his suffering.

As a reward for his bravery he be lowered down before being pleasured by each of us in turn in any way we choose. It will be up to us what we do!

"Now then, tonight after supper, you are all going to be fitted with a leather studded cock strap to keep you aware of your cocks at all times, as if this is really necessary boys! You will wear these straps all the time you are here. Then tomorrow, you will be taken to our chosen clearing directly after breakfast with your hands tied behind you to prevent any of you touching yourselves!

Max chuckled as he finished talking, and his Dad put an arm around his son.

"Show these two boys your back Max, I think they should see we are serious with punishments from now on!" Max peeled off his thin shirt and the two boys who had not seen his stripes gasped as they saw the still livid red wheals cris crossing his back, chest and tummy.

"You arn't going to do that to us are you Master? Please not like that!" quaivered little Matt whose cherubic face looked quite worried. I mean we like to be punished and, well we sort of don't mind being hurt if it pleases you, but not to show marks like that!"

"Don't worry boys, don't worry any of you because we certainly don't want to mark those sexy little bodies of yours. We love you as you are, we find you delightful, especially in those little g-strings, and especially when you are tied up and willingly accepting a whipping! But please realise that we will not go too far, ever! You must learn to trust us!"

After that, we three boys were left alone while Max, his Dad, and Pete went off together to finish preparing the clearing in the wood for tomorrows session.

"Wow" said Luke, as he stood up rubbing his obvious erection. "Wow, this is going to be great when they do all that to us!" So I thought maybe it was time I chimed in,

"Don't be too keen Luke, you will be hurt, and hurt a lot! Once they start, and are enjoying it they will want to make you suffer!"

"I don't care Johan, I want them to hurt me, I like them hurting me and I want them to enjoy it, and this punishment idea sounds fantastic!"

"So do I !" added Matt, as he also stood up and started rubbing his little silver pouch with his rampant little cock inside! I want them to punish me and I want to be made to suffer and show all of them, and you, how tough I can be!

Master and Max called us up for a meeting round the pool a short while later. "Johan, what do you say to the challenge? speak now boy!"

"I am willing and welcome the challenge, and I bet I win!" I replied.

"Luke, what about you?"

" I want you to crucify me too please Master. I am ready!"

"And you Matt, how do you feel, you are the youngest and there is no disgrace in saying no then we will allow you to watch the other two suffer!"

"I want you to punish me so that I can show you how tough I am. You wait till I am struggling on that cross or being whipped, you will see who is tough then! If you want me to do it I want to do it for you!"

"Right you three. That is all agreed then. Tomorrow you will all be crucified together and some of you whipped!"

We then made our way to supper in the big main kitchen.

After supper, when the Master and his two young helpers had completed their work for tomorrow's scene, we were called to the main room where we were to be fitted with our new cock straps. We were each handed a narrow soft black strap with small silver studs set along it close together. Each one was finished with a stainless steel buckle.

Master took charge of the proceedings and called out.

"You first Johan, strip off that little thong and come over here. Lie down on your back on this low table!" I did as he told me, I was naturally rampantly erect as usual, and I have to say, proud of it as my cock stood throbbing for all to see. I lay back with my legs falling on either side so that my cock was standing high to accept the strap.

"Arms over your head boy!" and as I complied Max took each wrist and tied it down to the legs of the table which had been furnished with rings at the base obviously for this sort of game in mind. My ankles were secured to the legs at the other end and I was held helpless and splayed for their attention, while Luke and Matt looked on. After a bit of massaging the leather strap was placed around under my ball sack, the buckle engaged over the base of my cock and tightened slowly so that when they had finished my genitals were held tightly, projected slightly forward, the little studs just catching the inside of my thighs. It felt weird but sexy and great all at the same time!

"Let him up and let's have a look at him!" Max said, and I was released to stand in front of the five of them, the three punishers and the two other boys. As I walked around I was extremely conscious of the little studs just rubbing my thighs as I moved, while my cock and balls were held out from my body to enhance the display.

" Right, put your thong on again boy. Now let's be having you Luke! Luke stripped off his little gold pouch and lay back over the table to be secured and I watched as he was fitted like me with the strap. Finally, it was little Matt's turn and I felt my cock jump and stir as he stripped and lay back to be fitted. It was more difficult for them with Matt and they muttered that it had to be very tight to hold his balls out as they were carried higher and closer to his smooth young body than us slightly older boys. But it was finally done and he stood in front of us grinning as he put his silver pouch back on.

"Each of you now go to your master for the night boys, you have been told who is having who, and they will be in charge of how they tie you or deal with you tonight. You will do exactly as they say or receive extra punishment! You will be released to shower in the morning before breakfast, and then marched down for the challenge!"

Chapter four

Time for the punishment crucifixions!

I did not sleep much that night! I was with the Master, Max's Dad, and he did things differently from his son. I was told to strip off my little thong and lie on my back on the big king sized bed. From each corner Master pulled out a chain with a cuff at the end and I was soon spread eagled fairly tightly. He then sat beside me and his hand caressed me. First a hair ruffling, then a feel of my chest, my long smooth arms, then down lower, lingering a while on my flat tummy. I tensed for the pleasure of him taking my cock in his hand but he did nothing of the sort.

"You thought I was going to pleasure you boy, didn't you!"

"Please Master, yes I did, can you do it please, pleeese, oh pleeeese!

"You boy are going to be crucified down in our wood tomorrow along with your two new friends, and it will be better for you to have all the sexual energy you can for the ordeal. That is why you are spread eagled and are unable to touch yourself. In the morning when I release you I will tie your hands behind your back. You will be fed your breakfast like a baby before being marched off to the wood. Your friends will also be dealt with the same way!"

I decided to have a say, "But Mastre, if I think about it and dream about it I may cum anyway, because I am very excited that I am going to be punished in this way again!"

"If you dare to cum boy, you will be beaten where you lie, so I advise against it for your own sake!"

It was a long night with fitful dreams during shorts spells of sleep, with Master lying naked and aroused beside me. But eventually it got light and the sun came in through the window, and Master roused himself to release me. It was the first time I had seen him naked and I was amazed at the size of his erection which seemed to me enormously thick with a swollen purple head, and was horizontal to the floor when he stood up. He ordered me to turn my back on him and he bound my hands securely behind me as I stood passive in front of him, still naked but for my new black leather studded cock strap which held my genitals proudly out in front of my groin! He gave my bare backside a friendly slap and guided me to the shower which we took together. I noticed that he pulled my naked body against him a lot of the time, and I enjoyed the feel of my iron hard boyhood erection against his huge adult cock surrounded by it's bush of black hair.

Breakfast was taken in the kitchen, all of us three boys with wrists bound behind us! Luke and Matt in their sexy g-strings, and me still in my yellow thong. The Men wore loose slacks, no shirts, and sandals and we noticed that Max was still fairly striped on his back and chest but that it was starting to fade. Cereal was spooned into us as we sat at the table, then a boiled egg and a piece of bread before Master called that it was time to go. Each of us was helped down and guided by our respective Master to the door, and thence down the garden and through the gate that we had never really noticed before. There was a grassy mossy track through the wood so that our bare feet did not suffer, and then, suddenly, we were in the clearing and we saw lying on the ground our three crosses, each with small coils of rough cord at the ends of the cross arms and near the base of the upright. Each had been placed under a suitable overhead branch and a rope from the top of the cross passed over the branch so they could be hoisted and kept upright. The final thing I noticed was that the base of each cross was tied to a small stake to keep them steady when upright with the ropes tied off. They were laid out like a triangle so that when hoisted each would face inwards to get a view of the others, while in the centre stood a single rough wooden stake, about three metres high and with various rings bolted into it, and the same rough cords hanging down from the top! Also hitched onto the top were the two whips. The flogger and the long cruel single plaited whip which one of us would soon be feeling!

"There are your crosses boys, and that stake is for the whippings of the first two to give up!" Max's Dad had taken me over as his own boy, Pete had little Matt, and Max was responsible for Luke! We were called over to our allotted cross and told to lie down on our backs, with arms spread along the beam. With some excitement and in a state of nervous tension we did as we were told and each of our Masters started the quite lengthy process of binding our limbs to the cross. I could not help it but felt the growing excitement in me as I was tied.

Now Master, Max and Pete stripped off their slacks to reveal that they were all wearing black leather thongs, and we could see that they were all massively bulging!

Several turns of the cord were passed around each of our wrists and knotted off to leave two tails. These tails were passed through a hole at a suitable distance along the beam and then pulled tightly through to come round and over our wrists, many times before being knotted off. Each of us was told to slightly bend our legs and a small steel pipe was passed through a hole level with our feet so that the soles of our feet could rest on them. Our ankles were then bound tightly to the upright. I had always found this actual act of being tied was a huge turn on. Feeling the cords going around each wrist, being helpless to resist as I was rendered immobile for whatever plans my Masters were making for my punishment. This time it was maybe even more exciting in that I knew what was going to happen to us, and looking across I could see the other boys being bound to their crosses, wriggling a bit and as yet unaware of the pain of being crucified, albeit it was only just with cord bindings.

As I was bound by Master, I decided to show my spirit by asking him to make it tighter!

"Master, I like you to tie me really tightly, I want you to really hurt me if you want to, and see how I take it, you can pull my arms out tighter, maybe to the next hole!"

"Well you asked for it boy, you really are a tough little guy, but alright!" and he pulled each arm out to the next hole so that I was held with my arms fully extended along the cross bar, and as he tied the turns of cord around each wrist my ever ready cock was twitching, lost in it's own weird excitement

Now he knelt by my feet and soon my ankles were trussed while resting on the little bar he had inserted through the hole in the upright at the right height to give me slightly bent legs so that I could relieve the strain on my arms. Then he tied them tightly to the upright to keep them in place. He looked over to his son Max and Pete.

"Are your boys ready for it then?"

"All ready Master, shall we hoist them?"

"Yes, but first, strip off their g-strings and let's see how excited they really are. I know my Johan here is raring to go, but what about young Luke and little Matt?" I felt Masters hands pull my thong down and over my rigid cock, and then I looked as he produced a knife to cut the thin waist strap and be able to pull away the remains! I looked across at Luke who was nearest and saw his cock was fully erect, exaggerated by his tight leather cock strap. Opposite me was Matt, looking tiny on his cross and I could see that his penis was still soft with his nervousness at what was going to be done to him.

"Pete," called out Max, "pleasure the little guy for a bit, he must be in the right mood for the pain he is to be put through!" and as I watched Pete took Matt's limp cock in his hand and massaged it until gradually it stood proud again while the youngster struggled on his cross!

"All ready for hoisting now!" called Master, and the three elders lifted our crosses up while pulling on the overhead ropes until in a few moments we were fully crucified and struggling to find a position that was not too painful!

After only five minutes Matt screamed out to be let down, and Pete let him down

Immediately, then we were able to watch, and as we struggled with our own pain we could enjoy the fantasticly erotic sight of the young boy being strung up on the post. He was dragged over to the central post and retied, still naked and now really struggling to the post in the centre. They tied his wrists together behind the post and over his head and then restricted his legs with another cord around them and behind the post so he was arched out, cock proudly jutting, as Pete picked up the flogger.

"You knew the rules Matt. Twenty lashes now on that soft smooth chest and tummy of yours, so stand by, and if you make too much fuss we have the ball gag ready!"

I watched the writhing lad while my own considerable agony grew by the minute, but the effect of watching was electrifying. My cock got harder and harder until it felt ready to burst, and then, as I jerked and jumped on my cross I shouted out to my Master that I was going to get to cum!

"How dare you enjoy yourself like that Johan. You will now have to have further punishment and we have just the thing for you close at hand, this will soon stop any urges like that, and Master, pulling on a rubber glove, went to the side of the clearing and picked a bunch of fresh new nettles. As he approached me he grinned and said, "This will teach you to control yourself young Johan!"

"No, please no!" I cried out, and squirmed as far as I could to one side and away from him but being spread and tied so tightly on the cross there was nowhere to move and suddenly a burning stinging pain seared up from my cock and balls to add to the growing pain in my arms, ankles and wrists!

I heard Luke shout to be let down then, and watched as he in turn was now dragged into the centre and tied to the stake, but by now I was crying openly with the added pain of the nettles. Despite the intense pain though I was still able to enjoy seeing Luke which was a sight really worth watching as the boy was held forcibly against the stake to be tied. This time they had his chest to the post exposing his long smooth hairless brown back! Max picked up the vicious looking bull whip and swished it around to get the feel of it!

I watched as the whip fell around Luke's shoulders as he squirmed on the post, the lashes went to his lower back and finally finished with several vivid stripes across his naked butt, but I could see, even in my pain, that they were not going to be lasting marks like on Max's previous punishment whipping. But for all that, Luke howled and screamed as he writhed against the stake. Finally it was over and he was released to come and sit at the base of my cross on which I now had to stay for a further twenty minutes. Gradually the pain became all encompassing, a huge series of pains all over my body as I started to sag down, almost going unconscious. Then after only fifteen minutes Master called a halt!

"The boy has had enough, he has proved himself a willing tough little slave boy. Let the cross down on the ground so he can spend his last five minutes still tied to it, but in less pain.

I felt enormous relief as the strain came off my wrists and ankles, and my arm muscles started to work back to normal, but I also felt failure, or at least I made myself think that maybe. As the three elders knelt around me watching me spread before them, sweating and naked on my cross, I came to a sudden impulsive idea.

"Master, I want to prove I can take a lot more if you would like me to. Tie me to the post and work over my cock with nettles again. I have never had that before and although the bit you did to me on the cross was very painful, it sort of encouraged my thoughts on accepting more punishment!"

"Johan, you have had enough. Let us do that another day maybe!"

"No Master, now, please now. Tie me with my back to the post and give me a real thrashing and working with nettles. Please Master, while you all watch!"

"My God boy, you are something special. Alright lads, come on, lets get him off his cross and tie him to the post as he has asked us!" They released my bonds and helped me up before guiding me over to the waiting post.

"Right, hands over head and behind the post boy." "Tie his wrists like that and then hook them up to one of eyebolts. Tie his ankles together with the cord passing behind the post so he is bowed out for me to deal with his randy cock which already looks a bit sore, but is as hard as iron I see!" Despite my pain I got my usual thrill as the ropes secured my wrists, then my ankles as the three elders in their leather thongs attended to me, and the two youngsters, stark naked and squatting on the grass, watched until I was held tightly against the rough wood of the post with it pressing against my butt, already slightly sore from my writhings on the cross.

The agony that followed was what i had asked for, but after a minute of them wiping and gently stroking my cock with the nettles I asked to be gagged but immediately in a way wished I had not. I writhed, struggled, groaned and squeaked into the gag as the men tortured my cock with the nettles and Luke and Matt watched me in amazement. They kept on at me for twenty minutes until I was just a sweating struggling wreck, but then, came my reward.

With some sympathy I thought, Master stopped the nettle treatment and gently took my swollen cock in his hand having taken off his glove, and within a few strokes I had orgasmed again in the most dramatic way, with spurt after spurt shooting out some metre in front of me.

As I sagged to hang from my bound wrists I asked in a tortured voice if they thought I had taken it well!

"Was I good for you Masters, was I strong enough for you and did you enjoy seeing me suffering!?"

"You are a fantastic boy!" the elders chorused, while Luke and Matt just stood watching it all. "But that is enough for today whether you like it or not boy. It is back in your little costume because we like you in that, then up to the shower. After that you will go to our bedroom and lie on the bed so that I can come up and put some soothing balm on that swollen cock of yours, and we can have a little chat about what we have just done to you.

They helped me walk back up to the house because I was extremely tired and sore, and once there I made my way as instructed to the bedroom while all the others, barring Master went to lie by the pool. I lay back on the bed, spread eagling myself, still naked but for my little thong. Master soon arrived and came to sit on the bed beside me and his first friendly action was to ruffle my sweaty hair before bending over to kiss me on the forehead. "You were fantastic boy, but let's get you in the shower!" He stood up, stripped naked himself, and helped me to the shower where he peeled off my thong. He soaped and washed me, and himself, with great care and as he sprung a huge boner he pulled me to him and we stood together under the water. I loved the feeling of this strong man holding me, having punished me and seen me suffer, and now he was caressing me, and obviously enjoying my young smooth naked body. He led me back to the bed to lie on my back, now naked, while he applied his soothing balm to my red and swollen genitals which had already become erect and throbbing with renewed sexual urges, albeit somewhat painfully.

"Tell me honestly boy, what was it like being punished in the woods this morning?"

"Master, I it was agony and yet I sort of enjoyed it. Well not I suppose the pain so much as the attention and the way it made my cock throb and that orgasm at the end, I don't think I could have a better feeling in the world than that! The thing is Master, I love being here with you and I want to do more things like you did to me. I know now that I want to be made to submit to all the things that you want to do to me. I want to be your slave boy for as long as you want!" I paused, wondering what he would say, but I knew that I desperately wanted to have him as my Master with all that that might mean!

"Well Johan, I kind of hoped that you would say that because you were so good in the morning session, but then you would not go with Max to his group because you were afraid of what they might do to you!" all the time he was talking to me his hands were roaming gently over my body, and I lay passive, enjoying the feeling that he was enjoying touching me! "But if you come to me as my slave boy you will have to accept that I am totally in charge of you. I will keep you here and do things to you that you maybe cannot imagine!"

"Like what Master. I want it I am sure, but what sort of things?"

"Firstly I will keep you chained up most of the time. You will wear a studded leather collar with rings for restraints, you will have ankle and wrist cuffs so I can easily and quickly restrain you. Some of the time I will make you wear a chastity cage fastened tightly to your cock ring, and finally at any slightest misdemeanour I will enjoy whipping you! I will make you wear a plug in your butt, because you will be being prepared to give your Master full service when he requires it, you know what i mean I am sure, and that is just the start of your training!

So Johan, so my boy, what do you say to that before we go any further?" I did not have to think for a moment longer.

"Master I accept all of that if I can stay with you longer. When do we start is all I want to know, and how can you arrange for me to be here for a longer time?!"

"I have it all planned," he said, "Because I thought you might say that boy. I will explain what I have said to the school, and at the end of this term you will be sent to me with your mother's agreement! Then we will be alone together for a few long weeks. You will learn to be a true slave boy with me as your Master!" Now let's go down to join the others at the pool but before we do, I have a little present for you!" and he produced a small package. I took it from him and unwrapped it. I found a little silver pouch, like the one that Matt wore, but this one had a thin silver chain from the central ring in lieu of a waist strap, and another thin chain to go between my legs to connect to the pouch.

"Wow Master, that is going to feel so sexy!" and I stood and started to step into the little waist chain. Immediately Master was helping and I found at once that the chain was long enough to let the central ring lie just above my cock, and I could feel it resting around my hips to just below my butt cleavage at the back.

"No need to worry boy, it cannot go lower because the chain will not stretch, and wow, just look at you, just that tiny silver pouch containing your sexy little cock which seems oh so keen on more fun already. Now, tonight I will explain to you what I am going to do so you can join me for training here, but first I will have a few phone calls to make about the arrangements!

We left to join the others at the pool and were welcomed by whistles and cat-calls at my new little G-chain, for want to a better term!

End of chapter four. Next time, but only if I get a request to carry on, Johan is going to be willingly initiated into a full slave boy service to his Master, with all that implies!