This story contains fiction including some forcible _s_e_x_ and punishment. In real life, I of course do not support or condone forced _s_e_x_ or punishment – all should be between consenting adults.
I had a cottage in a northern climate. For 4-5 months of the year it was only accessible by snow machine. For the first 4 years I had it I never went in the winter, as I did not have a machine.
I had been able to do a bunch of overtime through the Christmas season, and so was finally able to pick up a good used sled. I took a Friday off work and headed out about 10:00 in the morning to go to the cottage for the weekend. It was about a 2-hour drive and then about 45 minutes by sled to get to the cottage.
You can imagine my surprise when as I was turning into my yard, there was smoke coming from the chimney. I immediately cut the engine a snuck quietly around to lakefront side of the cottage. I took a peak through a window and saw 3 guys drinking beer and playing cards at my kitchen table. I didn't know what to do.
The smart thing, especially since there were three of them and only one of me would have been to turnaround and go to the nearest phone about 30 minutes away and call the cops. But for some reason I just stormed through the front door and blurted "What the _f_u_c_k_ are you guys doing in here?"
The first guy, the biggest of the three, he must have been about 6'2", 180 lbs, maybe 25, 26. He calmly, said "Oh, man, is this your place?"
I said "It sure the _f_u_c_k_ is"
He said "my name is Rick, these are my friends, Dylan and Tobey, obviously you are pissed and have right to be. I am hoping though that we can work somethin out."
I was sort of dumbfounded, I was just starin at the three of them. Dylan was younger and shorter than Rick, maybe 20-21, about 5'10 or so, but still well built. I figure he must have been about 160-165. Tobey was the smallest and the youngest, he might have been 19, and about 5'10", 150 lbs. I had three studs sitting in my kitchen, I didn't know what to do.
Rick started again, 'We will pay for the damage we did to the window when we climbed in, plus some for your trouble, but we would appreciate it if you didn't report it to the police"
Well I am sure that you would appreciate it, but it doesn't mean it won't happen.
I looked over an I think Tobey was starting to cry, he was blubbering please mister, I am so sorry......
Rick gave him a look o just shut up, and continued talking " we can come up with something to make it worth your while, just name it and we will do it"
Dylan then started to get up, and said "that's enough of this, I'm out of here – its not like he could identify us to the cops"
Rick told him very authoritatively to sit down and shut up. Dylan did as he was told but definitely looked like he resented Rick's instructions.
I looked at the three of them and was overcome by how hot they were. Rick was a total hot stud, he had dark hair with a goatee. He was wearing a bright yellow DKNY t-shirt and black nylon pants. Tobey had a pair of worn jeans, with a thick belt. His thin sweater was showing his abs and his dirty blond hair up in a messy spike pattern was so cute. Dylan the college frat boy of them was sitting so defiantly with his dark hair flattened from helmet hair. He was wearing an old pair of jeans and a green t-shirt. All three were so hot in their own way.
I couldn't contain myself. I called Rick over, we stepped into one of the bedrooms and discussed. I offered to not call the police, and in return the 3 of them would stay the remainder fo the weekend with me. The weekend would however not be a fun few days of beer and cards as they planned, but would be directed by me, the bulk of the time spent dishing out a reasonable punishment.
I think Rick almost agreed, but then asked me to explain the punishment better. I assume you are talkin corporal he asked matter of factly.
Yes I replied.
Anything else, he asked?
What do you mean I answered.
Do you have anything _s_e_x_ual in mind? He responded.
Probably I stated.
Rick hesitantly said he thought I had a deal, but that he should run it by the other two as if they didn't agree, it would be pointless.
Rick returned to the table and explained to Dylan & Tobey. Tobey started to whimper more, Dylan stood up and screamed "_f_u_c_k_ that, I'm not getting my ass beat by that faggot."
Rick grabbed him by the wrist and twisted it till he sat back down. "You _f_u_c_k_ing cheap bastard, it was your idea to break into place instead of renting one because you didn't want to spend the money, if you think that I am being arrested because you are too scared to take a spanking, you got another thing cumin". With that Rick quickly twisted his wrist again till he stood and then bent him over the table. He held him down and instructed Tobey to go get his back pack, he opened it up with one hand and retrieved two plastic wire ties. He used them as handcuffs to restrain Dylan.
The whole time Dylan was swearing at him and Tobey was whimpering and shaking.
Rick pulled Dylan up off the table, said "agree to your terms, where do you want him"
In the right bedroom I said.
Rick marched him into the one bedroom and closed the door.
I looked at Tobey and told him to go into the other bedroom and to stand in the corner.
Tobey quickly scurried off.
Rick then asked me what I wanted him to do.
I instructed him to sit in one of the kitchen chairs. I fell to my knees in front of him and started groping his crotch. I could tell his _c_o_c_k_ and balls were huge right through his pants.
I continued groping till I felt a little stirring, and then pulled his pants down to his knees, I continued working his growing monster through his grey CK boxer briefs. Just as a moist spot was starting to form in the tent that he was now sporting, I pulled them down.
His huge balls were pulled up tight to his body, the bush over his stiff _c_o_c_k_ had been trimmed neatly. I quickly took his monster into my mouth as I massaged his balls. I continued to lick, suck and rub till he finally blew the biggest load of cum I had ever seen. I stood up had cum all over my lips. I wiped on my sleeve.
I told him to stand up and to take the rest of his clothes off. I walked across the room and removed a short canoe paddle off the wall. It was only may be about 30 inches long, about 6 inches wide at the wide end. I instructed Rick to bend over the table. He did as I instructed, and took up the position over the table. When he bent over his now flaccid _c_o_c_k_ and hanging balls were clearly visible between his legs, he was just so hot.
I got into position behind him and using the paddle brought it hard down onto his ass. He didn't move or say anything. I instructed him to count, he said yes sir. I brought down another and with this one he said "one sir, can I have another".
I brought down more, as hard as I could as fast as I could. He was not letting me see how much they bothered him. He kept counting, After number 37, his ass was red, red red. Very red. He still didn't flinch after the smacks.
Another three and then I need ed to rest.
Rick had had 40 hard swats that made his ass glow crimson, but still did not show much effect after each swat.
I told him to go stand in the corner.
I fetched myself a beer, had a few swigs and stoked the fire. I then went to visit Tobey.
I had been thinking about an appropriate punishment method for all three fo them. I like to match the punishment to the bad boy.
As Rick was more acting maturer, I decided to paddle him, to me it was more of a man's punishment. Tobey on the other hand was acting like a child, whimpering and crying and all, so I decided to give him a boy's punishment.
When I went into the room, Tobey was still whimpering and crying, he was standing in the corner as he had been told. I sat on the side of the bed and instructed him to come over. When he turned around I realized that he had been so scared waiting that he had totally pissed himself. His worn blue jeans were now dark blue in his crotch and down his left leg. I guess that's the side he packs on.
I had intended to start Tobey off on the seat of his pants, but there was no way he was going over my knee with his pants soaking in piss. I told him to strip off all of his clothes. He did as he was told while he continued to whimper.
He removed his shirt, undid his belt, and then the button on his jeans. He slowly lowered his jeans revealing his package neatly framed in his white briefs. His briefs were soaked in his own urine and were therefore see through.
He looped his fingers into the waist band of his white underwear and slowly lowered them to the floor. He stepped out of the underwear and stood sheepishly trying to cover his _c_o_c_k_ and balls with his hands.
Tobey did not have a monster like Rick, but he was still a beautiful site. He was cut and proportioned, had a swimmers build with slightly hairy legs, the hair got denser of course near his dick, but turned into just a faint line leading up towards his naval. He turned out to be sporting quite the sunburn on his legs, arms, chest and back. I found out later he had just come back from a week in the Caribbean where he fell asleep on the beach. I intended to make his ass match the redness the rest of him was sporting.
I lowered him down over my knee, he did not fight at all.
I brought my right hand down hard on his bare arse. He squirmed and started whimpering again.
I smacked him as hard and fast as I could, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, .....
Tobey started to squirm and put his hand behind his butt. I grabbed him by the wrist and brought his hand up to his back and continued my assault on his arse.
I reached over and grabbed a big wooden hairbrush that had been on the side tabel from the summer before. I started laying on to his pink bum. He started to cry more as I assaulted his backside.
After about 15 minutes with the hair brush, Tobey was now just whining with each blow, but had stopped squirming. I let him up and told him to sit on the side of the bed. I then pushed him back grabbed his legs. I put his legs up over my shoulders, and reached down and started pumping his hard rigid dick.
I held his balls with one hand as I poked finger towards his tight pink hole. He started crying loudly and begging me not to touch him there. I din;t listen and inserted a finger, then two, a nd finally three.
I pulled out my fingers and undid my pants. I took out my rigid _c_o_c_k_, dripping pre-cum I pushed it against his boy hole. As my shaft slid in he moaned, first in pain, and then as it nudged his prostate, he seemed to let up on the pain whine a little and turned the tone to one closer to pleasure.
I had been so worked up over Rick's huge monster, and then punishing him and then Tobey's but burn and hard body that it didn't take me long to blow my load. I had pulled out just as I was shooting and squirted right on his chest. Tobey also started shooting his man juice just after. He was pumping it right up his chest and one drop even fell on his chin.
I packed my _c_o_c_k_ back into my pants, tossed Tobey a box of kleenex to clean himself with and told him to resume his corner time.
I went back to the kitchen found Rick still in the corner. I finished a beer and then went over to Rick.
Rick turned around and was sporting a new hard-on. He asked me what I had in store for Dylan.
You used the paddle on me, your hand and hairbrush on Tobey, so what will Dylan's instrument of pain be?
Well, I said, you got the man's punishment you deserved. Tobey the little boy spanking he needed. Dylan, he needs to be broken like a defiant teenager. I think he will get the belt.
I think you might have trouble getting his co-operation Rick told me. But don't worry, whatever you need to do, just force him. I will help hold him down if you need.
I told Rick to put his clothes back on and to start supper. Great he said, I'm starvin.
I went back to Tobey's room to fetch his piss soaked pants, I removed the belt to use on Dylan, and then brought the pants and underwear to Rick, "Oh, bye the way I said, you can wash these for your friend before you do dinner".
Rick did not say anything, but took the dripping clothes.
I took the belt,, draping over my shoulder, and went to Dylan's room.
Dylan was laying on his back on the bed. I told him to stand up. He of course did not listen.
I reached for the button of his jeans, and he quickly rolled over to his stomach. I grabbed the belt and brought it down in quick succession on his ass and a couple to the bag of his legs. He was screaming "_f_u_c_k_ me" and that he wasn't going to just ly their and be beaten and raped like his friends".
I called Rick, who came and restrained Dylan, I removed his jeans and boxers. I took his boxers, balled them up and put them in his mouth as a gag. I took a towel and made a blind fold.
Then with Rick's help and some yellow nylon rope, I tied Dylan wearing only his green t-shirt up to the bed. He was kneeling with his legs spread and his feet tied to the base of the bed. he was bent over a few pilows, and then we tied him from around his shoulders to the top of the bed.
I took position behind him a swung the belt SWOOSH – SMACK!
Dylan screamed through his underwear gag. I continued the assault with Tobey's belt.
Between his outstretched legs, I could see Dylan's decent sized _c_o_c_k_ was getting firm.
I layed the belt across his firm bubble but for 15 – 20 minutes. Dylan seemed to be broken he was no longer screaming with the straps, was totally hard and didn't move anymore. I was now exhausted from the work out my arm had gotten and decided to try his _c_o_c_k_. I undid the ropes holding his shoulders and moved the pillows. I laid on the bed in front of Dylan and grabbed his _c_o_c_k_. He immediately started thrashing and bunting and kicking around.
I called for Rick, who stood at the bottom of the bed, he grabbed him with one arm around each of Dylan's and held him still while I took his _c_o_c_k_ in my mouth. He insisted he didn't want to get blown, but his sure didn't seem to mind.
I lapped at his _c_o_c_k_ as he seemed to start moaning and moving his pelvis to _f_u_c_k_ my face. He continued to scream into his underwear. I told him that if he didn't calm down, he was going to get more from the belt. He didn't stop and then brought his knee up and hit me in the head.
That's it I told him, now whatever you get extra for not listening, your friends are going to get the same.
It didn't stop him.
Rick held him harder as I resumed lapping his _c_o_c_k_. He finally blew his load in my mouth as he continued to scream into his gag. In this instance, I'm not convinced that he wasn't happy about it though.
Rick then assisted me in tying him back up, then wen to continue with his kitchen chores.
I went to the bathroom and came back with a big razor strop. I advised the still blindfolded Dylan what I had and that for not obeying he and both of his friends would then get 25 stripes with it.
He continued to wail into the gag.
I brought the 4 inch wide strop back and brought it down hard into his already striped, red arse. He squeeled, squirmed against his bindings. I continued all of the strokes in quick succession placing them across his sore ass and the top of his thighs.
With the last of the 25 now applied to his welted, bruised, backside, I dropped the strop and kneeled between his legs at the back of the bed.
I reached between his legs and grabbed his _c_o_c_k_ – it was fully erect again.
He protested into his gag to no avail. I undid my pants – took out my aching throbbing _c_o_c_k_ and pressed hard into his _f_u_c_k_ hole. I didn't open him up easy, just pushed hard till my shaft was deep in him. My pelvis now pressing against his burning bum. I thrust in and out till I finally left my cream in his tight ass.
I removed my self, packed it back into my pants and picked up the razor strop.
I walked across the hall to Tobey's room and advised him how Dylan's mis-behaviuor would now cost him. I positioned him bent over the end of the bed and raised the strop. Smack, it came down onto his pink but. Wham again, as he exploded in tears and stood up in protest. I called for Rick, who came in and held him down for the remainder of his 25 – with each stroke I reminded him if why he was getting these extra strokes – and with the razor strop.
Afte the 25, Rick returned to the kitchen to await his, and I instructed Tobey to stay over the bed. I pulled my aching _c_o_c_k_ out and pressed it hard and fast into Tobey's but that was still a little wet from the last invasion by my _c_o_c_k_. I thrust and thrust and then came in ecstasy, collapsing over Tobey.
I took my time removing my self from Tobey, and putting my dick away. I went to the kitchen and returned with some warm water a bar of soap and a wash cloth. I told Tobey to start cleaning himself up for dinner. I told him to get dressed when he was done, he had a back pack with extra clothes with him, but to stay in the room.
I went to the kitchen, with my strop.
Rick didn't say anything, just stripped and bent back over the table.
I raised the strop and brought it down hard. Rick jumped and whimpered with the blow. More stripes followed in quick succession with a similar reaction. Rick obviously was not liking the strop as much as the paddle.
After the 25th landed across his backside, he started to get up. I told him he wasn't done. What do you mean he asked as he turned around with his erect _c_o_c_k_ bobbing.
I _f_u_c_k_ed Dylan as punishment as well. Tobey got the same, now it is your turn. Bend over and spread your legs so I can get to your _f_u_c_k_ hole.
He went down reluctantly, but I could tell this obviously bothered him greatly.
Just with Dylan, I pushed in hard and fast without losening him up with my fingers first. He moaned in pain and started cursing Dylan. I pumped his hard hot man ass, over and over. Rick was enjoying feeling now as he moved his hips to _f_u_c_k_ me as much as I him. Despite his physical pleasure with his _f_u_c_k_ing, he was still pissed that it was happening. I finally blew my 4th load of the night and colapsed backwards.
Rick bolted up from the table, into Tobey's room who had just gotten re dressed and pushed him to floor. He started yelling at him for pissing himself, that he had to clean his pissed up pants. He pissed all over Tobey who was crying and now once again soaked in piss from head to toe.
I got to the room as Rick was leaving to go across the hall to Dylan's room. He untied Dylan, took out the gag and took off the blindfold. He still had the plastic ties on his wrists.
Rick punched him in the face, through him over and said "Now its my turn"
Rick pushed him flat onto the bed and forced his huge monster _c_o_c_k_ into Dylan. Dylan screamed in agony as Rick entered. While his hole had already been strectched wide from my ample _c_o_c_k_, Rick's monster now took it even further.
Rick thrust into Dylan, over and over till he blew his thick cream load into Dylan. He pulled out leaving cum dripping from Dylan's hole.
He looked at me very calmly and said "I guess you will probably want to give me more punishment now?"
More to follow
This is of course fiction, however the three guys were based on some I found on the net. Anybody interested in seeing what Dylan, Rick and Tobey look like e-mail me and I will give the link.
Comments always appreciated.
I would also love to see a re-write from the perspective of Dylan, Tobey or Rick – any takers?