The Prison V


by Jamie <Woodthorne@csi.com>

With apologies for the delay in posting. I have taken up residence overlooking the Bay of Naples for a few months and my travels have interrupted my attention to this story. Please read the disclaimer and description which prceeds previous chapter. Remember where the delte button is if you don't want to read this.

5. An encounter in the dungeon

Jan Schumacher had been asleep when the police had burst into the farmhouse where he lived with his parents. Jan had known of the arrest and imprisonment of his cousin, Wilhelm, but did not connect the arrival of the police with his cousin's predicament.

Jan's parents had protested at the sudden intrusion but fell silent when a warrant for Jan's arrest was produced. Jan was dragged straight out into the waiting van wearing only the pair of underpants in which he slept and was quickly handcuffed. The journey had taken some time and Jan was completely disoriented and bewildered by the rush of events.

When the van stopped and he was ordered to get out, Jan did so without a clue as to the reason for his arrest nor the nature of the place to which he had been brought. His first indication of his whereabouts came as he saw the prison guards and the punishment dais. Finally, the connection was made in Jan's brain - Wilhelm-Jan-_s_e_x_-prison. Fear engulfed Jan as the guards escorted him to on office in the administration wing.

Jan was made to stand in front of a small group of guards, the most senior of whom questioned him.

"Your name is Jan Schumacher, is that correct?" asked the warder quietly.

"Yes," replied Jan and was immediately slapped across his face by the guard nearest him.

"Now let us try that again," said the warder. "Is you name Jan Schumacher?"

"Yes Sir", replied Jan as he gathered his wits about him.

"That's better," said the warder with an evil grin. "Now we shall move on. Is it true that you prey on young men and have _s_e_x_ with them?"

"Sir, if you mean my cousin, Wilhelm, then yes, I did have _s_e_x_ with him," replied Jan, knowing that denial was clearly useless.

"And how many others were there besides your cousin?" asked the warder menacingly.

Just as Jan was about to answer, the warder and guards sprang to their feet and stood at attention. Jan heard the entry of another person but resisted the temptation to turn and look.

"At ease gentlemen," said the unseen stranger. "Who is this young man and why is he here? There were to be no transfers from the court today."

Sir," said the warder, " this young man was reported for sodomy by the prisoner who arrived yesterday and who turned out to be experienced in _s_e_x_ual matters. We thought that we should arrest this man immediately and have him processed by the Judge when he next visits, Sir."

"I see," said the Warden as he walked into Jan's view. "Since he cost us money yesterday by depriving one of our guests, that seems more than reasonable. And has he confessed?"

"Yes Sir," replied the warder. "He has admitted to having _s_e_x_ with only his cousin Sir."

"And where is his cousin?" asked the Warden.

"In his cell, Sir," came the reply. "He was unfit for work today."

"Take them both down to the underground cell and prepare them both for my arrival," directed the Warden. "I do not believe that this one molested only one boy and I propose to extract the truth. Make sure the good doctor inspects him before I arrive and have his report available."

With that, the warder saluted the Warden as he departed and directed his men take Jan and his cousin to the dungeon and to prepare them both for interrogation.

Jan was shaking as he was led out of the office and into the cellblock where Wilhelm was removed from his cell. Jan let out a moan of horror as he saw the stripes from the whipping which Wilhelm had received the previous day. Wilhelm looked crestfallen as he recognised his cousin for he had been the instrument of Jan's misfortune.

The party moved down the stairs and through into the underground chamber where Jan was stripped of his clothes and made to cleanse himself. Wilhelm was directed to remove his pants, which was the only garment he had on.

After a few minutes of waiting, the doctor arrived and gave Jan a detailed examination and, when the Warden arrived, reported in a whisper his findings. As it turned out, the doctor concluded that, while Jan might have been somewhat promiscuous, it appeared that he had never been a passive partner in male-to-male _s_e_x_ual activity. This delighted the Warden since, in economic terms, he now had the means to recoup the financial loss incurred by not having Wilhelm's virginity to sell at the previous night's auction.

Moving in front of the two cousins, the Warden admired their well developed physiques and their pleasant countenances. Jan cringed as the Warden ran his hands over the young man's chest and slowly moved towards his groin. Surprisingly, the naked youth found himself becoming partially erect at the intimacy of the touch and blushed.

"Now boy," said the Warden, "you have molested your cousin. How many other boys in your village have you molested?"

"None, Sir," replied Jan, "I swear that Wilhelm has been my only partner and for that I apologise."

"I do not believe you boy," the Warden responded and immediately gave instructions for Jan to be secured over the bench which was to one side of the chamber.

When Jan was secured by his hands and feet with his buttocks prominently displayed to the audience, the Warden signaled to the warder who picked up a heavy black strap and took up position behind Jan.

"Now, my boy," said the Warden, "we are going to ascertain the truth."

With that statement, the Warden indicated to the warder that he might commence the beating.

Jan heard the strap slashing through the air and the resounding "crack" as it flattened his rounded buttocks registered just a moment before the pain reached his brain. Jan let out a gasp of shock at the intensity of the pain.

"Now tell me boy," said the Warden, "how many others have you molested?"

"None Sir, I swear," replied the sobbing young man.

"As you please," said the Warden. "Let me know when you are prepared to tell me the truth and I shall stop you beating."

With that, the warder continued to slowly apply the strap to Jan's backside which quickly turned a fierce red. As the pain level increased, Jan started to cry and to buck against his restraints but there was no escape from the blows.

By the time Jan's buttocks were a dark crimson colour and were swelling prominently, the Warden concluded that the young man might just be telling the truth and ordered the beating to cease.

Jan sobbed as the pain continued to throb through his backside and barely noticed that Wilhelm had been moved to stand in front of Jan's tear covered face. As Jan continued to sob, Wilhelm was forced to thrust his _c_o_c_k_ into Jan's mouth and, with the assistance of a few well aimed and painful swats to his backside, began to _f_u_c_k_ his cousin's mouth. The effect was to reduce Jan's sobbing. Whenever Wilhelm seemed to lose the incentive to abuse his cousin in this way, a smart whip of the cane across his backside caused him to quickly resume the task with vigour.

This obscene play was continued for some time, much to the delight and mirth of the watching guards and warders but eventually they lost interest as it became apparent that Wilhelm would not be able to achieve orgasm in this contrived and public manner.

With a warning that Jan would be properly punished at the evening parade, the cousins were released and taken to cells - Wilhelm to his on the ground floor and Jan to another on a higher tier of the cellblock.


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