Tim was a seventeen year old who seems to have trouble follow him. One night he was out with some friends who decided to have a little fun that got out of hand. While out in a car they decided to throw a couple of bricks through some local shoppkeepers windows, hitting one of the shopkeepers. Unknown there was a police car nearby who was able to catch these destructive guys and bring them in. Tim, however did not throw any of the bricks, but he was just as nasty to the police and just as disruptive when he was taken to the police station.
Once they were processed and brought to their holding cell their trial for this crime soon came to pass. Noting that they have been nothing but trouble from start to finish they were sent to a special prision for underage boys. His face was covered with disbelief. Taken away and the next day he was loaded for transport to his new home. He was very quiet on the bus, and kept thinking of all the horror stories he had heard about this place. The bus approached the gate of the prision. It was a very cold looking place with barbed wire fencing and cement walls so you could not look in nor look outside. All of the buildings has small windows with bars on every one of them.
Tim and the rest of the boys were unloaded and led into the main building for processing. At once the prision guards came in to accept the new group. The head guard made one accouncement clear to the boys. "Now that you have passed through that gate you pricks are now property not people. We can do what we want to you when we want to. There will be no refusal at all, or it will be met with severe punishment. Now STRIP!!!!!!. Clothes will not be issued to you in order to avoid escape attempts. Now hurry it up and get them off!!!!!. Tim in amazement started to take his shirt off. He suddenly stopped. The guard closest to him ordered him to continue. Tim responded "You can't do this".
As the rest of the group was standing naked the head guard went over to Tim and grabbed his shirt and pulled him in front of the crowd. "Now you pricks will see what happens to people who disobey" Standing 5"9'with a slender build. Tim was rather handsome. Immediately the two guards began pulling Tim's clothes off until he was down to his underwear. As his arms were held back the head guard pulled his knife out and ran it over Tim's prick. He began sweating and under his breath mummering "no no you can't do that" The guard then cut Tim's underwear off. Now he was fully naked just like the rest of the group, and feeling a sigh of relief that his underwear was the only thing cut.
Tim was then suspended from the ceiling by his wrists his arms were spread apart and his legs spread apart just enough to get a hand through his legs. Each ankle was then shackled to the floor. Tim could go no where. At that point the head guard began running his hand over Tim's chest and back and finally made with full force grabbed his _c_o_c_k_ and balls and squeezed as hard as he could. AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH, AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH, AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH, his head lerked back and all the muscles in his body tightened. AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH, AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH. The rest of the boys were frightened and his punishment haden't begun yet.
The head guard stepped back and grabbed the leather strap hanging on the wall. This strap looked like it was used plenty of times. The guard stepped back and with all his force landed a series of blows Wizzzzzz, Whack, landing on what was once virgin skin Tim began to let out a yelp. Wizzzz, whack, whack whack, each blow creating more red whack, aaaaahhhhh, aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh, aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh, whack, whack, aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh, you could see his balls and prick bouncing with each blow, wizzzzz, whack, whack whack, whack aaaaaahhhhhhhh, aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh, stop, whack, whack, aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh. This went on for fourty lashes. Finally at the end Tim's head was resting on his arm tears rolling down his face. "Please no more". The guard responded "not so tough anymore are we". "We just need to make sure you understand fully".
At that point a metal bar with a strap at the top was placed behind Tim. The strap was put around his waist and the bar secured to the floor. This prevented any movement of his mid section. A strange piece of equipment was then rolled towards Tim. The look of horror as he saw this should have been enough torture. "NO, NO No NO NO NO, Pleas NO". Three wires were pulled out one was attached to each testicle the third was taped to his throbbing _c_o_c_k_. Tim's eyes were now wide open with fear. His member was about to be shocked. The dial was turned slowly and he could feel the electricity slowly pouing over his _c_o_c_k_ and balls until it started him shaking in his restraints. Muscles tightened head leaning back through the restraints again "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH, AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH, MY _c_o_c_k_, AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH, Please no more, AAAAAHHHHHHHHH, AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH, AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH, AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH, MY _c_o_c_k_, AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH, AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH, nnnnnOOOOOOOO, AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH" His _c_o_c_k_ was quivering as if someone were shaking it by hand. Every muscle in his body was now as tight as could be.
Finally the machine was turned off and his head lay on his arm again. He was completely spent. The rest of the boys a couple with raging hard ons did not say a word. Tim was taken down from his restraints and collapsed to the floor in tears. He went to grab his _c_o_c_k_ to comfort himself and the guards stopped him immediately. "Don't worry that will get taken care of". The head guard started to size up the crowd and chose one of the other boys Tim was in the car with. "Come here Mike. SInce you to were so close now you can get even closer. Suck his _c_o_c_k_ and I don't want to see any cum swallow it all or you will meet the same fate as your friend". Immediately Mike went to Tim. The pain from the electric shock made any use of his _c_o_c_k_ extremely painful. The guards held his arms as Tim began screaming in horrible pain. Finally a healthy load was shot down Mike's throat and Tim collapsed to a sobbering whimper.
Finally led to their cells Tim could be heard for hours moaning from his ordeal. Each day until the redness disappeared he was put on display tied to a post for all to see. Tim never gave one bit of trouble again.