Warning: This story is copyright and a work of fiction. It contains graphic descriptions of punishments, non consensual homo_s_e_x_ual activity (including _s_e_x_ with characters who would be regarded as minors should this material contain any matters of fact) and other matters which are unsuitable for minors. DO NOT READ if such material is considered offensive or unpalatable or if it is illegal to do so in your jurisdiction. The original story was typed in 1984 and is extremely loosely based on German texts of the early 20th century.
10 Recovery and company
Kurt and Alex were taken straight to the prison infirmary upon their return where Dr Weiss and his assistant tended to their wounds. Ice was applied painfully to their swollen flesh in order to assist in the reduction of swelling and salves were massaged into the skin to assist the healing process. Despite his ministrations, the doctor decided that neither were in a suitable condition to spend the night in their cells and directed that their food be brought to them where they lay.
Both lads were required by the doctor to have them innards cleansed and this activity caused a considerable amount of pain, given the swollen nature of their posteriors and the difficulty each had in walking. Nonetheless, the task was accomplished and each was allowed to shower and then eat in a standing position. After this exercise, each lad collapsed upon his bed.
The room in which they lay was empty.
Kurt was facing Alex who was looking gently into Kurt's eyes. Alex had enjoyed some aspects of the contests in which they had engaged but didn't know how to broach the subject with Kurt. Fortunately, for Alex, it was Kurt who broke the silence which enveloped them.
"Alex," said Kurt, "I'm sorry you got so many beatings today because I couldn't do what they wanted."
"It's alright Kurt," replied Alex, "I guessed that you didn't enjoy that sort of thing. I didn't either, really, although with someone like you I could get to do so."
Apparently lost in his own train of thought, Kurt continued: "It's not that I found you repulsive or anything, but I hated having them watch."
Smiling, Alex responded by slowly rising onto his elbow and looked directly into Kurt's eyes: "Oh I'm glad you don't think me repulsive, you are not so bad looking yourself."
"_f_u_c_k_!" exclaimed Kurt, "Alex, I'm sorry, I didn't mean that. What I was trying to say was that I could really enjoy doing those sorts of thing with you but without an audience. You really are very attractive."
"I bet you say that to all the boys," said Alex mockingly.
Kurt rose somewhat stiffly from his bed and knelt beside it with his face only an inch or so from Alex's. "No, Alex, I wouldn't say that to anyone other than you." And with that exclamation, Kurt moved forward and kissed Alex gently on the lips.
As Alex was about to reply, Dr Weiss swung into the infirmary.
Startled, Kurt got back onto his bed as quickly as he could as the doctor approached.
"So, you've found yourself a partner have you Alex?" asked Weiss.
"It would seem so Doctor," replied Alex defiantly, remembering the savage treatment which Weiss had meted out to him when Alex rejected his advances.
Weiss reacted to this impertinence by moving to Alex's bed and strapping his wrists and ankles to the four corners of the frame with the leather straps used to restrain violent prisoners.
Walking around to Kurt's bed, he repeated the procedure and then moved away to close and lock the door to the infirmary.
Weiss went to a cupboard which neither lad could see and, as he went about preparing some implements, he spoke indirectly to Kurt.
"You know, Kurt, I could help you," said Weiss. "I can control who shares what cell, who is assigned to what duties - all of those types of things. Now, tell me, do you want to share a cell with Alex here? Do you want to share his duties?"
Kurt looked at Alex, who had a worried look on his face and said: "Yes Doctor."
"Good!" said Weiss emphatically. "Then I shall arrange it. There will be a cost, of course, but we will discuss that at another time. The first thing we should do, however, is to give you two lovebirds a honeymoon. Unfortunately, it will have to be here, but I'm sure we can arrange for the most important parts."
With that, the doctor walked over and released the straps which held Kurt to the bed and made him stand adjacent to Alex's head.
Alex knew precisely what was expected and took Kurt in his mouth.
Coming behind Kurt, Weiss pushed him closer to Alex.
As Alex went about the task of arousing Kurt, Weiss took some lubricant and applied it to Alex's rear hole. Weiss worked the grease into Alex as, despite his embarrassment, Kurt gradually responded to Alex's attentions.
When Weiss was satisfied that Kurt was sufficiently rigid and enjoying the sensations, he ordered Kurt to get on the bed behind Alex and to position his organ at the waiting portal.
"Now Kurt," said Weiss, you may not have your lover without also receiving the punishment you deserve for getting out of your bed without my permission. So, you shall wait for the first stroke of my cane before you commence and you will be beaten until you have spent your seed within your new lover."
"Please, no," cried Kurt as he realised the implications but Weiss was enjoying himself far too much to be concerned at Kurt's objections.
Taking a cane from a cupboard. Weiss strode into position. He reached over to Kurt's member to make sure it was in position and quickly stepped back and brought the cane savagely down on Kurt's backside.
Kurt cried out from the pain and a moment later so did Alex and Kurt speared into his rectum. Kurt remained motionless for a moment, savouring the mixture of pain and pleasure but was quickly reminded of his duty as the cane again slashed into his rear.
Kurt did his best but after seven strokes of the cane was obviously wilting as the pain clearly was outweighing the pleasure.
Weiss stopped the caning and ordered Kurt off the bed and onto his own and then strapped Kurt, as before, so that he was again spread-eagled.
"What a shame," said Weiss. "I did so want to make this first time for you both something that you would remember. I suppose I shall just have to find another means of making this a memorable occasion.
Alex, tears streaming down his face, peered at Kurt who was also crying while the doctor went to his workbench.
Moving into position behind Alex, Weiss pushed a round metal ball into the crack between Alex's buttocks. Without hesitating, he pushed the ball firmly until it entered the unreceptive hole. Alex let out a brief cry of pain at the intrusion while Weiss moved behind Kurt.
Kurt was unaware of precisely what the doctor was doing until he felt something cold and round pushing at his rectum. Although not virginal, the ball was larger than any organ which had visited Kurt's posterior and Kurt cried out in pain as his hole was stretched and the ball inserted.
Weiss looked at the lads and enjoyed their discomfort and proceeded to force five more balls into each backside, by which time each of the young men was struggling against the discomfort.
Satisfied that the victims were completely filled, Weiss moved to the space between them and grabbed each by the hair so that they were looking through their tears into his face.
"Now, you shall spend the night like this. If you eject any of the balls, you will receive ten strokes of the cane for each ball you eject. Is that understood?"
"Please," wailed Alex, "you can't leave us like this. I swear, we will do anything if you would just take them out."
Sneering, Weiss said: "You'll do anything I ask in any event. Sweet dreams." And with that he switched off the light, unlocked the door and departed.
"Alex," said Kurt as he struggled against the straps which held him, "what are we to do?"
"Stop struggling for a start," replied Alex, "unless you want a caning in the morning. The more you struggle, the more likely it is that you will eject some of these _d_a_m_n_ed balls."
"But I can't possibly hold them in until morning," wailed Kurt.
"Kurt, please," said Alex, "I couldn't bear to see you thrashed again. For my sake and for you own, just lie still and concentrate on keeping the balls where they are. I know it hurts but the cane will be far more painful. So just concentrate."
During a most uncomfortable night which was filled with the moans and groans of the two bound prisoners, it was surprisingly Alex who gave way to the overwhelming need to relieve the pressure in his bowels. Alex said nothing as he felt the ball roll down between his legs, afraid that Kurt might give up the fight to resist nature.
For his part, Kurt fought the temptation for as long as he could but with the need for sleep came a relaxation of his muscles and as he dozed two of the balls were ejected. As he awoke, Kurt thought of the strange dream he had experienced and let our a moan as he realised that the dream reflected reality.
When the doctor unlocked the door and moved into the room, both lads saw the look of pleasure as he spotted the evidence lying in a hollow on the beds between the boys' legs.
Without saying anything, Weiss went about the business of untying the two prisoners at which time they were permitted to removed the remaining balls. A terrifying silence lay over the room as breakfast was brought from the prison kitchen for the two patients and they set about consuming it. Sitting on their beds was a great discomfort but the looks which they exchanged signaled that they knew full well that a greater discomfort would surely be visited upon them shortly.
Weiss approached his patients as they finished their meals and ordered them to lie on their beds so that he might examine their wounds. The doctor saw that Alex was still seeping blood from one or two points where the birch had cut the flesh and concluded that the tension that Alex had tried to maintain to avoid the balls being ejected had probably been the cause.
Weiss found from a close inspection of Kurt's backside that the expected bluish-purple weals were not a fierce as might be expected but nonetheless made the flesh quite susceptible to permanent marking if further punishment was now delivered.
Writing his instructions on a piece of paper, Weiss then summoned one of the guards and gave him the paper.
As he prepared to go about his duties, Weiss moved to the two prisoners and advised them of their fate.
"You are in no condition to be punished today," he said and watched the brief moment of relief in the Kurt and Alex's posture. "I have written instructions that you are not to be sent to work for two days," he added "and that you are both due a caning when you are recovered. I have advised that I shall continue to monitor you condition and that you, Kurt, will be due twenty strokes of the cane and you, Alex, are to be given ten strokes when I advise that you are in a suitable condition. Now off you go."
Weiss departed and the guard watched as Kurt and Alex dressed and then he led them through the endless corridors until they arrived at Alex's solitary cell. To Alex's surprise, both lads were ordered into the cell and the door was closed and locked.
"I guess it's official," said Alex to Kurt.
"What's official?" asked Kurt.
"Why stupid," said Alex as he moved and clasped Kurt around his hips and laughed, "we are now officially partners."
"Yes," said Kurt smiling, "I guess we are."
Just as the two were about to let nature take its course, the sound of approaching boots caused the two prisoners to separate. Within moments, the door to their cell was opened and two warders walked in. Without ceremony, Alex and Kurt had their hands forced behind themselves and into metal cuffs which were attached to short chains which were bolted into the walls. It took only a minute or two and the guards departed, leaving the two lads staring at each other but unable to move their hands very far at all.
"_f_u_c_k_!" exclaimed Alex in frustration.
"Not in this position we aren't" replied Kurt with a heavy sigh which signified his own disappointment.
The two were left in a standing position, with little scope for movement for some hours. When nature called, Kurt and Alex had no options and it was with a sense of relief that they were finally taken from their cell and allowed to wash.
After lunch, the lads were returned to their cell which had been hosed out and disinfected. This time they were cuffed to their bunks, which simply served to increase their pent-up frustration. They lay face-to-face and talked in whispers until they heard the sounds of the guards arriving.
Unlocked, Kurt followed Alex out of the cell accompanied by two guards who led them through endless corridors until they arrived at the courtyard where they had initially been received into the prison. Each lad shuddered at the memory of the beating they had received there on the dais and was relieved to find that they were not taken in that direction. Rather, they were escorted to sets of stocks which stood with other unusual instruments near the entrance to the "entertainment" wing. Each was secured into separate wooden stocks that secured their heads and wrists at a height which almost allowed them to stand fully erect.
As the guards departed, each lad adjusted to the discomfort in the only way possible and that was by spreading their legs and moving them back a little until they were taking most of their weight on their wrists and not therefore cramping their necks. As guards arrived to light the braziers which were used to heat the courtyard so too did Dr Weiss.
Smiling wickedly at Kurt and Alex he walked up to them and applied a salve to their backsides. When he had finished dressing their wounds, he walked to the front.
"Well, my boys," said the doctor, "you are going to be an ornament for our visitors to admire tonight. We also have other performers to entertain our guests as they arrive and they shall be here shortly."
With that, Weiss summoned a guard and they went about setting up two instruments which neither Kurt nor Alex had seen before. Each seemed to be a cell without walls with just a floor and four high posts which joined at the centre of the floor. From the apex of the unusual pyramid hung a length of rope which held a set of hand restraints. Both Alex and Kurt could see the arrangements and each watched in fascination as Weiss took an adjustable stand onto which he secured an evil-looking _d_i_l_d_o_. Kurt clenched his buttocks involuntarily as he saw Weiss apply a creamy substance to the _d_i_l_d_o_ which had a smallish point and then swelled out to a wide girth before tapering again. Kurt could see five rims on the _d_i_l_d_o_, each larger than the one above. The final one was as wide as a man's wrist at least.
The guard and Weiss set up a second, identical contraption, indicating that Alex and Kurt would have two companions.
As the sun set and the final preparations were being made for the arrival of the new prisoners and their prospective purchasers, guards escorted Marco, the youngest of the prisoners sentenced with Alex, and Helmut who had served with Alex and Kurt at the Count's manor house.
Marco saw the contraption to which he was being led and immediately divined its purpose. A look of horror passed across his face as he was led into the pyramid and his hands secured in the waiting cuffs. The mounted _d_i_l_d_o_ was to Marco's rear so he could not observe to what height it was being set. Kurt observed, with some relief, that even if Marco had his feet firmly planted on the ground, the largest of the ribs of the _d_i_l_d_o_ would not penetrate him. On tiptoes, Kurt judged, Marco might even be able to escape the second largest of the ribs. Helmut was not so lucky, Kurt noticed, for the phallus was set at a height which would surely penetrate fully if the 18 year old could not keep himself from being fully impaled.
When the visitors and the newly arrived prisoners had assembled in the courtyard, Marco and Helmut were each given a length of the rope which held their cuffs and were advised to hold onto it firmly. It was then raised to a point at which both prisoners could be positioned with the tip of the _d_i_l_d_o_ barely entering their posteriors. The guards laughed at their plight for now the two youths literally held their own fate in their hands.
As the punishments were delivered to those newly arrived prisoners who had broken some rule or another and canes and straps were liberally applied, some of the visitors moved to observe Marco and Helmut as they struggled to keep a firm hold on the role. Other visitors, dressed in their finery and clearly anxious to deflower the new prisoners, ran their hands over the naked forms of Alex and Kurt, feeling the raised welts from their chastisement and groping their exposed genitals. From a distance, Weiss smiled as he observed the proceedings which he had orchestrated.
Alex and Kurt blushed with embarrassment from their helpless positions but their consternation was nothing compared with Marco and Helmut who could feel the sweat from their hands gradually weakening their grip on the ropes which kept them from the _d_i_l_d_o_s. Despite their efforts, both boys were gradually losing the struggle and ever so slowly were being stretched by the ever widening shafts upon which they were situated.
Suddenly, Helmut let out a slight scream as his hands slipped and inch or so and the first of the ribs tore through his anus. Marco, concentrating on his own resistence, started crying but none of the onlookers took any pity of the boy.
As Alex and Kurt continued to be fondled roughly and responded against their wills, cries intermittently came from Marco and Helmut as they gradually lost strength and impaled themselves further onto the _d_i_l_d_o_s.
Kurt had a clear view, interrupted only by the occasional unwanted visitor who blocked his vision, and saw that, finally, both Marco and Helmut were standing of their tiptoes. Marco apparently had not reached the second last rib but Helmut had and it was only by sheer will power that they were not further impaled.
As Marco and Helmut trembled and sweated from their exertions, Alex saw to his relief that the guests and the prisoners were being moved into the "entertainment" facilities and guards were approaching to free them.
Alex and Kurt waited as first Marco's unwanted intruder was winched down slowly, causing additional pain as his lips again expanded as each rib of the evil phallus was removed. Helmut was similarly treated to a slow release and suffered equally. Finally freed, Marco and Helmut were led off to their cells.
Alex and Kurt were then freed and taken back to their cell where they were again restrained so that their passions could not take a physical form.