THE CHILD MOLESTER & LITTLE GEOFF

BY IAGO CREDO DIO CRUDEL

[ part 2 ]

Roger lay in the bed staring at the sleeping boy and lazily playing with his own semi hard cock. He badly needed to fuck the boy. The pressure building up inside him was almost more than he could bear. But on the other hand just waiting with eager anticipation for what he knew was to come was much more pleasurable than waking the sleeping boy.

These thoughts had made Roger's cock rock hard. What a surprise Geoff was going to have. "So" Roger thought "he'll cry a bit and I may hurt just a little. But what the hell, he shouldn't look so desirable. No man who appreciated boy's could have passed this one by." The time slowly passed as Roger continued to watch the sleeping boy. And then, at last, Geoff stirred.

He opened his eyes and for a moment had no idea where he was. He sat up in bed and looked at Roger and from his face you could see the memories of last night flooding back into his sleep addled brain. Fear took a hold of the boy and he immediately wailed "I want my mummy, I want my mummy." As he cried these words tears flowed down his lovely round cheeks.

Roger leaned across to the boy and kissed him gently on one of those cheeks. "Hush boy you're safe, you're with your Uncle Roger." With his little finger he wiped away the tears from young Geoff's eyes. "Geoff my lovely little boy we are going to have a lot of fun today" he said.

Geoff was still whimpering. Naturally the boy was missing his parents badly but also he did not trust Uncle Roger. Fresh in the boy's memory was the way that Roger had hurt him whilst giving him such a hard mouth fucking the night before. Geoff did not want anything else like that to happen to him again. He just wanted to go home.

Roger got up from the bed and Geoff could see that his cock was, once again, standing straight out from his body like a pole. The boy shivered slightly with fear. He remembered what had happened to him last night when the man's cock had been standing out like that.

With one quick tug Roger removed the blankets and top sheet from the bed and left them in an untidy heap on the floor. Geoff was now lying naked exposed for all to see. His shrimp like penis had all but shriveled up. Roger marveled at the perfect smoothness of the boy's lovely body, not a hair to be seen just smooth kissable flesh. His cock began to throb with excitement as he thought of what was to come.

Three long years he had waited for this moment. Nothing and nobody was going to spoil it for him.

Still standing looking at the boy he growled "turn on to your belly Geoff, come on turn face down." Geoff was thankful that he no longer had to look at the naked man whom he was forced to call Uncle Roger. He would be much happier lying face down on the bed. Little did he know how wrong he was about that.

Once the small boy was lying face down Roger leaned over him and spread his legs wide apart. "I need to see what you are hiding" he chuckled as his hands stroked the insides of Geoff's upper legs.

Roger now got onto the bottom of the bed and knelt between the boy's open legs facing his sweet little bottom. He bent and kissed first one cheek and then the other cheek of Geoff's ass. He stuck his tongue between the two ass cheeks and slowly licked the small crevice from top to bottom. Geoff was now becoming alarmed. No matter what the man said he knew that this was bad. He was also very afraid. He had been hurt last night, first he had been spanked and then he had the man's hard cock forced down his throat. What was going to happen to him now? He began to cry and ask for his mummy but alas she was not there to help him.

Roger was enjoying himself. In the background he could hear the boy crying but that was of no concern to him. He now placed his hands one on either cheek of the boy's ass and pulled them apart. Revealed to his salacious gaze was one little anus all pink and puckered. He kissed it. That was so good. He licked it. That was even better. He licked it some more and then pressed his tongue hard against it hoping to gain entrance.

Geoff's ass had never been violated. The sphincter was still strong and quite unyielding. Roger smiled to himself thinking what fun this was going to be. A lovely little virgin boy just waiting to be fucked for the first time. And he was going to have the pleasure of deflowering this adorable child.

Still crouched over the little boy he wet his pointer finger with his tongue. He then spat a gob of spit onto the boy's tight closed anus. The finger that he had wet was pushed hard against Geoff's ass hole and Roger felt the muscle begin to give as the very tip of his finger gained a foothold within.

Geoff screamed, more from the shock of something entering his ass rather than from the pain, which at the moment was virtually non-existent. Roger withdrew the tip of his finger from Geoff's ass and put it in his mouth to wet it again. He sucked on it savoring the slightly musty boy taste that the finger had acquired from its brief sojourn in the child's hole. Once again he spat a gob of spit onto the anus and pressed his finger hard against that tight entrance hole. This time his finger entered slightly more easily.

He pushed his finger in and now more than a third of that digit entered the little lad. This time Geoff screamed with pain shouting "stop, stop you're hurting me please stop."

Roger was deaf to such entreaties and continued to push his finger up the boy's ass hole now down to the second finger joint. He pulled his finger out slightly and then pushed it back in even deeper. Out again and then back in with a much harder push. Now Roger's finger was buried to the knuckle and Geoff was screaming with fear and pain.

Still the boy continued to beg Roger to stop but neither his screams, his tears nor his words had any affect on this pedophile. He began to finger fuck the lad's ass moving his finger in and out faster and faster. After a few minutes of this activity he withdrew his finger altogether. He examined it closely and then stuck it in his mouth and sucked the taste of the boy's shit hole from it. He did enjoy everything about boy's, nothing about them was bad not even their shit. It all tasted wonderful.

Now Roger was not a cruel man, he might be a pedophile but that only meant that he loved boys. He did not want to cause them unnecessary suffering. Admitted he did like to hear the boy victim scream. He liked to see them cry. But this would happen when he fucked them so it was not necessary to torture them beforehand. He only disciplined them if they were disobedient or misbehaved. Well maybe now and then he might give a lad a good whipping but it would be for the boy's own good just to serve as a warning of what could happen to him if he were to cross Roger. It would not, of course, be for his own self-gratification.

Because of this innate kindness on Roger's part he felt it necessary to prepare his boys as much as possible for the fucking that they would receive. He did this by using his fingers to stretch their anus. Okay, he wasted time by this kindness but he just could not help being so soft hearted.

He now licked and sucked his point finger and the one next to it. Again he spread the boy's ass cheeks and spat on his little shit hole. Having done this he pushed the two fingers in and they entered the boy without too much trouble. But this double finger stretching that Geoff was now receiving threw him into a fresh bout of screaming and begging for help. Tears were flowing freely from the boy's eyes but all that Roger did was leaned over the child's back, his fingers still up his ass, and kissed him on his neck. "There, there now my little sweet darling" Roger crooned "it'll be okay you wait and see, you will love this in the end." As he spoke these false words of comfort he was forcing his two fingers in and out of the boy's asshole. Each inward thrust pushed those fingers deeper into the child until, for the second time, only his knuckles prevent further progress. He now concentrated on stretching Geoff's anus. As he pulled his fingers out he made a scissors movement causing the poor lad to scream even louder if that were possible. Back in the boy his fingers went and then out to stretch the hole a little wider. For ten long minutes he finger fucked the poor-wailing boy in this fashion until again he withdrew both digits.

He sucked on those two fingers enjoying that special boy flavor. Geoff's screams had slowly subsided and now he was just sobbing and crying for his mummy. Roger looked at the boy and deliberately placed three of his fingers in his own mouth sucking and licking them. He was going to invade the helpless boy with his pointer and next two fingers together.

Geoff had been subjected to this terrible assault for fifteen long minutes and more. Yet his agony was not yet over. Not by a long chalk had it ended.

Roger did not waste time. He pushed the moistened fingers against Geoff's sphincter and it immediately gave way to allow him access. Geoff gave a long, long scream of pain as this thick invasion began. The young boy had never felt anything that hurt the way that he was hurting now. All he wanted, all he prayed for, all he begged for was to go home to his mummy. But it was not to be.

Roger thrust his three fingers straight up the boy's ass as deep as they would go in one forceful movement. Once his knuckles struck the boy's behind he began to withdraw and then forced them back in. Now he swiveled his hand so that the fingers inside young Geoff turned in a circle loosening all the time that very tight boy ass.

Truth to tell Roger loved this preparation that he carried out prior to fucking his young victims. And when the victim was as young as Geoff was it was a double pleasure. First the pleasure came from the tight grip that this virgin hole kept on his three fingers. The warmth that he felt from the boy's insides was almost enough to make him cum on the spot. Secondly the pleasure that he got from hearing this young child screaming and crying for his mother gave him a real thrill.

Roger had once, many years ago, screamed like that. No one had saved him. Why should this boy be any different?

Roger continued to finger fuck the boy his movements getting faster, faster and faster. Geoff's ass hole was now fully used to this foreign invasion and as his fingers pulled out the muscle gave way as his fingers thrust back in the muscle tightened into a delicious almost vice like grip. Roger reasoned that the lad was almost ready for a proper fucking. He certainly was. His cock was rock hard, throbbing painfully awaiting the relief that was shortly to come.

Meanwhile Geoff found that the pain from the finger fuck that he was receiving was beginning to fade into a dull ache. It still hurt of course but not nearly as much as when this nasty man had started to put his fingers up his ass. Slowly his cries of pain subsided and his heavy flow of tears lessened. Now the boy was merely sniffing as the finger fuck continued. Roger pulled his fingers out of the child's ass hole. He moved his mouth to Geoff's ear and, after first nipping the ear lobe with his teeth, whispered to the boy "be brave now Geoff I love you so much. This will hurt but just think how good it feels despite the pain."

Geoff was now scared shitless. If the man was telling him he was going to hurt him how much worse must it be than the pain he had already suffered. "Please, please Uncle Roger don't hurt me" he begged. "I promise that I will do anything that you want me to but please don't hurt me."

"Will you be my little sex slave boy" Roger whispered in the kid's ear. "Yes, yes I will Uncle Roger I promise that I will but please don't hurt me" Geoff replied. He had, of course, no idea what a sex slave boy might do but it must be better than this.

"Will you promise to let me fuck my little sex slave boy whenever I want?" Roger asked thoroughly enjoying this little bit of unexpected side play. "Yes Uncle Roger I promise" Geoff quavered, "but please don't hurt me again."

"Will my little sex slave boy do whatever I want?" was the next question. "Yes anything at all Uncle but can I go home now" Geoff wailed.

Now came the bitter blow for poor Geoff.

"No you cannot go home. You have promised to be my sex slave boy, to let me fuck you whenever I want and to serve and do whatever I want you to do. If you go home how can you keep your promise?"

Roger chuckled to himself enjoying the way the innocent little boy had got himself into a cleft stick. The boy had been brought up to honor his promises, not to lie and to be obedient. Now if he asked to go home again it would mean that he was not going to keep his solemn promises.

Roger was right of course. Geoff just did not know what to do or say. He was struggling with himself to think of a way out. He could not figure it out. Geoff was also in the dark as to what a sex slave did. He had never heard of one before. He decided to ask Uncle Roger and maybe, once he knew what it meant, he would be able to think of a way out of his terrible jam. "Uncle Roger what is a sex slave boy, what does he do?" he asked his abuser. "Well Geoff a sex slave boy is a boy who lets his uncle fuck him and always asks his uncle to do it again to him. A sex slave boy sucks his uncle's cock whenever his uncle wants it sucked. A sex slave boy does whatever his uncle wants him to do and whenever he wants him to do it. You have promised to be my sex slave boy so that means that you must now do whatever I want." Roger felt really pleased with himself. This had not been planned at all but it had worked out really well.

Geoff did not know what to do. He had promised this man to be his sex slave boy. Whatever could he do?

"Uncle Roger if I don't go home mummy and daddy will be very worried. Please let me go home and tell them that I'm okay" he pleaded.

"Don't worry about that Geoff" Roger said "I will tell them that you have promised to be my sex slave boy so you cannot return to them. They will understand. Your mummy always tells you that you must keep your promises so she will understand why you are staying here."

That last remark was a shot in the dark. Roger guessed from the way the boy was anxious about the promise that he had made that his mummy must have instilled it into him. He was right of course and Geoff was in an impossible situation for such a young and innocent boy.

He decided to remain silent and hope for the best. Maybe Uncle Roger would change his mind and let him go home.

Roger had tired of the brief interlude of fun. His hard cock was still throbbing and his balls felt as if they were bursting. He was also very interested to see what the boy would do now that he believed that it was his duty to be fucked.

"Geoff kneel on your hands and knees on the bed" Roger ordered in a strained voice.

Reluctantly but without speaking Geoff obeyed.

Roger was kneeling behind the boy and spread young Geoff's legs as wide as they would comfortably go. He spread the boy's ass cheeks using his hands and licked the sweet anus that shortly he would enter.

He reached across to the bedside table and grabbed a tube of KY lubricant. He spread this generously on his hard cock ensuring that the shaft and cock head was covered in a thin sheen of this oil. He squeezed a few drops onto the tip of his middle finger and more into the crevice of the boy's ass.

He pushed his finger against Geoff's asshole and entered that secret place. He twirled his lubricated finger around the inside of the lad's anus and then worked the KY that had been deposited in Geoff's crevice into the outside of that same shit hole.

All preparations now complete Roger positioned himself between the legs of his young victim. He placed his hard seven-inch cock against Geoff's ass hole then placed one hand in the small of the boy's back his other hand holding his cock steady against the boy.

And then Roger pushed in to the boy with his hips. The force of the push caused Geoff to move slightly forwards but at the same time Rogers cock managed to get a very slight foothold inside the boy's anus. Roger pushed forward again pressing his hand hard down on Geoff's back pinning him in position and now Roger's cock head was buried in the boy's ass.

Geoff screamed. The pain from the fingers had been nothing to that which he was now feeling. He felt as if he was being split apart. "Stop, stop Uncle, please stop you're hurting me real bad" the anguished boy screamed. But Roger ignored his cries.

He thrust even harder into young Geoff. Now he was using both hands to prevent the boy moving. Two inches of his cock had now entered the boy and still Roger thrust forward. He moved his hands so that they were now grasping the boy's hips and he pulled the lad onto his cock as he continued to thrust it in. Three inches of that hard weapon had entered the screaming boy and now Roger rested for a moment

Roger knelt behind the boy with almost half of his cock buried in him. The man was savoring the feel of Geoff's tight ass around the shaft of his dick. He loved the warm feel of the boy's innards on his cock and the occasional extra squeeze on that same weapon as the lad's ass muscle gave an involuntarily twinge.

For Geoff the whole thing was totally different. He was in great pain as this foreign object invaded his tight ass. He felt as if a thick rod of steel had been forced inside him. He also had the feeling that this monstrous cock was splitting him apart. Wave after wave of pain passed through his poor body leaving him screaming and begging for mercy that was not going to be shown him. Young Geoff knew nothing of death but felt right now that he would die.

As Roger rested with his cock up Geoff's ass the boy began to feel less pain. His body was beginning to adjust to this strange intrusion. Pain was still there but not nearly as much as earlier when Roger had been forcing himself into the boy.

But the interval of rest was only short. Now Roger began to push in again but this time after pushing in he began to pull out. Then back in again a little deeper this time before once more withdrawing almost, but not quite, out of the boy's body. Then a hard thrust back in and now his six inches of the seven-inch cock was in the boy. Roger pulled out and pushed back in, out and in again. Harder and harder he pushed his cock in, faster and faster his movements became until the entire length of his dick had penetrated deep into the boy's guts.

Geoff was still screaming, crying, begging (hoarsely now) and yet more painful screaming. Roger was deaf to it all wrapped up in the passionate pleasure that he was getting from Geoff's tight ass hole. It felt like a warm elastic sleeve around his hard cock as first he thrust in then pulled, in out, in out as hard and fast as he could. His big balls were slapping against the cheeks of Geoff's ass each time he thrust his cock into the boy. As he pulled out a slurping noise could be heard and then a slap as his balls struck the lad's ass once more.

As Roger was fucking the ass of the boy his hands moved further round the boys waist. Now Roger's fingers could feel Geoff's little penis and as he thrust his own cock into the boy he fondled and rubbed that of the boy's. Despite the pain that he was feeling Geoff's cock grew stiff.

Now Geoff had a hard on and at the same time was suffering the most terrible pain from this hard cock that was driving in and out of his tight little bum. He had not stopped screaming from the start of his ordeal but the noise he was making was joy to the man that was raping him. Every hoarse scream that the boy made caused this abuser to drive in harder, ever harder.

Roger was nearing his climax, he knew that he could not hold off much longer. As he fucked into the boy's ass and pulled out, back in and out again he began to cry out "Geoff my fucking little darling, you have a lovely ass. Geoff my little sex slave I love you so. Geoff my little penis sucker I'm fucking you to death." And so on and so forth. There was no rhyme or reason to his words; they were merely words spluttered forth in deep passion.

"I'm cumming, I'm cumming, oh God yes I'm cumming" Roger shouted and as he did so his cock, that was buried to the hilt in the ass of young Geoff, sent the first load of hot sperm into the boy's guts.

"Oooh that feels so good" Roger gasped as he pulled slightly out and then hard back in again. Another ejaculation and more of his precious love juice filled the little boy's bum. "I'm fucking cumming more lover boy, I'm fucking cumming more my sweet child" Roger shouted as he shot a third lot of cum into the boy.

Geoff's screams had not abated. His voice was now so very hoarse. Tears flowed from the poor boy's eyes as Roger filled him up with his spurting hot love juice. This was pure agony to such a young boy. He was not built to accommodate this monstrous cock. The only feelings that Geoff had was that of pain, pain and more pain as the evil man continued to jerk his spurting cock inside the poor boy.

Mother Nature and the human body took over however. Roger ejaculated twice more into the kid. His balls were completely empty of any sperm by the time that he had shot his last load. Cum was running down the legs of sweet Geoff and the boy's ass was covered in the thick sticky cream. Roger's cock began to shrink as he slowly pulled out from his sweet little boy.

Geoff remained kneeling but with his head on the mattress and his ass stuck high in the air. Roger rested on top of him kissing his back and shoulders his passion totally spent.

"Geoff my little sex slave boy that was so good. You made the best fuck that I can ever remember having" Roger whispered to the lad.

Geoff had now stopped screaming but continued to cry uncontrollably. He had suffered the most intense awful pain that he had ever experienced in his life. That feeling had been brought on by the intrusion of Roger's cock up his ass. His body still hurt badly and all the boy wanted was to get back home to his mummy where he would be safe and sound.

Roger now moved off the boy and pulled him down so that he was lying in his arms facing inwards. Roger kissed Geoff on the mouth, a very passionate kiss, forcing his tongue into his little sex slave's own mouth. Geoff tried to pull away. He wanted Roger's tongue removed from his mouth. Roger kept his open mouth tight against Geoff's own sucked on the boy's sweet little tongue enjoying the clean taste of that lovely lad. Little Geoff was feeling sick and did not know what to do to stop this nasty man. The poor young boy was helpless and had to suffer the man's abuse.

The pedophile was now doing and enjoying what he had always wanted. He was making love to a young boy, a very young boy, who was his helpless slave. He could do whatever he wanted to this boy and nothing the kid did would stop him.

Roger left the bedroom to prepare some food and drink. Little Geoff lay there in agony from being raped. His ass and guts ached and hurt; he had a bad taste in his mouth. He had been whipped for the first time in his short life and he badly wanted to go home. An uncontrollable fit of crying overcame the poor frightened boy. "Mummy, mummy, please get me" he cried and went on, "mummy I want to come home."

Roger called to the near hysterical boy "stop that fucking row and come and get something to eat."

Geoff gulped and swallowed back his tears, rose from the bed and went to the kitchen as ordered. He did not really want to eat. He did want a drink. Roger poured him out a glass of cold milk and gave him his brunch. "Eat up boy" Roger said cheerfully, "you will need your fucking strength for later. I am going to show you what really happens to a sex slave boy."

As he spoke he again let out that high pitched giggle excited by the thoughts that were passing through his head. "Don't leave any food" Roger ordered, "I hate waste and I've taken a lot of care and time over the meal."

Geoff drank his milk and toyed with his food. "Fucking eat that food now and stop playing with it" Roger ordered. The young boy began to eat the food, chewing on it as he had been taught at home. It took Geoff more than thirty minutes to finish the meal. At last his plate was clear. He sat at the table his empty glass and plate in front of him not daring to move.

Roger in the meantime had eaten his own meal and was now washing up. "Bring your plate and glass over here and don't drop it" he said to the child. Geoff obeyed him.

"Go upstairs and lie down" was the next order Geoff received. He obeyed going to the bedroom and lying on the bed, face down. He felt sick. He felt frightened. He wished with all his heart that he were back at home. "Please Jesus" he prayed, "let me go home to mummy." Unfortunately his prayer was not answered.

For more than an hour the boy lay on the bed alone. He dozed fitfully, but remained in a frightened state. Then Roger came into the bedroom. He looked at the fearful boy and a smile crossed his lips. "Let the fun begin my sex slave boy," he said.

He sat on the bed next to the boy and began to stroke the lad's bottom. His hand moved over one ass cheek and then over the other. He leaned across the frightened boy and kissed him on the back of his neck. He then turned Geoff onto his back and kissed his lips and then his lovely cheeks.

As he kissed the boy he began to pinch the kid's small nipples. Using his thumb and forefinger he pinched first one small pink nipple and then the other. He was not gentle and caused Geoff to yelp each time he pinched. The boy's short yelps of pain began to arouse the man and his cock began, once again, to harden.

Now he moved his head to the boy's chest and used his teeth to bite the small erect nipples. This was even more painful to six year old Geoff than that of the pinching. He squealed and wriggled to try to move away from Roger but all to no avail. Now as Roger bit first one nipple and then the other he grasped the boy's small limp cock in his hand and squeezed. He squeezed real hard.

Geoff began to cry out begging the man to stop and let him go. But Roger was getting turned on by his actions as he continued to bite those delicious nipples and squeeze that small limp cock. He felt so powerful knowing that he could do anything he liked to the boy.

Roger now jumped off the bed and went to the chest. He pulled out a thin electric cord he had cut especially for this purpose.

Returning to the bed he made the boy lie on his front again.

Roger swung the cord and sent it whistling through the air striking young Geoff across his lovely white bum. The boy screamed in agony at such a cruel blow and the cheeks of his ass showed a thick red band where the belt had struck. Again the belt whistled through the air striking the boy on his ass again. A second red band appeared and Geoff screamed even louder.

As the belt descended for a third time the child tried to scramble away. No good, he was struck across his shoulders and then across his back. As the whipping continued the screaming weeping boy moved first one way and then another to try and avoid the blows. He turned over onto his back only to be struck across his belly. He tried to curl up in a ball only to be struck across his legs. He hid his head in his arms only be struck across those limbs. No matter where he moved, no matter what new position he assumed the striking painful blows from the belt continued to rain down on him.

Roger's cock was rock hard. He was getting so much pleasure from his actions that he was sure that he would shoot his load at any moment. Geoff's cries of pain, his tearful begging for relief, was music to the ears of this sadistic child abuser. Roger was enjoying every second of this as much as Geoff was hating it.

After giving about twenty-five lashes from the belt Roger decided that Geoff had probably had enough. So he ceased.

"Get off the bed and stand in front of me" he ordered the weeping boy. Geoff clambered off the bed and stood in front of this hateful man. Now Roger lay back his body slightly raised as he rested on his elbows and examined the boy with his eyes.

Geoff's body was a mass of bright red welts. They criss-crossed each other and they were both vertical and horizontal. There were red bands on his back, on his shoulders, across his chest and belly. They marked his ass standing out vividly against the white of his two half moons. The belt had marked his legs and his arms. These red welts were living proof of the pain the boy had suffered.

Geoff stood there crying loudly and moving first from one leg and then to another. Now Roger decided that he would let the boy know why he had been punished.

"Geoff do you know why I have whipped you?" he asked.

The boy could hardly reply through his weeping and sobbing but managed to blurt out "no I don't."

"You have been punished because I want you to be a good boy and do everything I tell you. If you do not I will whip you again." Roger said. "This was just an example" he added, "I have been easy this time because it was to show you what will happen if you do not do what I say. Do you understand?"

The crying boy did not really understand what this man was talking about. He was still crying bitterly and just wanted to go home. Something told the young boy that he would be better off to simply say "yes" to the man. This is what he did.

"Get back onto the bed" Roger told the boy, "and lie down on your back." Geoff clambered back onto the bed and lay down as instructed. His tears had stopped but he was still making slight sobbing noises. His lovely face was tear streaked and his blue eyes still watery looking. Roger leaned over him and kissed each eyebrow, then his cheeks and finally his lips. He ran his fingers gently over the boy's body tweaking his nipples and then, on reaching Geoff's small penis, took it between his finger and thumb and rubbed the circumcised tip between his thumb and forefinger.

Geoff tried to move away but Roger's hand on his body was sufficient to hold him still. Now Roger began to play with his own semi hard cock until, after a few minutes it was standing erect. He made Geoff get on top of him and told the boy to suck his hard cock as if it was a sweet.

The boy was now kneeling astride Roger his legs either side of the man's body. Reluctantly he opened his mouth and sucked the purple throbbing head of Roger's hard cock into his mouth. In the position that he had been placed by Roger his ass was in the man's plain view and also available for exploration by the boy's abuser.

As Geoff sucked the top third of Roger's cock Roger began to rub his finger along the boy's anal crack. He moistened his finger in his mouth and placed it against the young boy's sweet ass hole. He then pushed forcing his finger into the child's rectum.

Poor Geoff gasped but could do no more than that as his mouth was full of Roger's hard cock. "Keep sucking boy," Roger said in a sexily husky voice. "You suck and I will finger fuck your lovely little ass".

Geoff for his part would have preferred not to do anything of the sort. The beating that he had so recently received ensured that despite his feelings to the contrary he would obey this nasty man. And so he continued to suck Roger's cock.

His mouth moved down the hard long shaft until he began to gag on the mouthful that he was trying to swallow. He moved his head back up the cock thus relieving the pressure on his throat. All the time he sucked hard on Roger's cock bringing great pleasure to the pedophile Then his tongue licked down and around the shaft and back up to the purple head. This he sucked once more before moving his mouth back down the hard pole. Roger was groaning with pleasure.

"Take hold of my balls boy and squeeze them. Fucking squeeze them hard but keep on sucking" Roger said. The boy, fearful of yet another whipping obeyed without question. Using both hands he grasped one of Roger's balls in each and squeezed hard at the same time moving his mouth up and down the hard cock. He sucked, he licked, he sucked again and all the time he squeezed Roger's balls in his hands. Roger was in seventh heaven at all the attention he was receiving. And now he decided to finger fuck the boy in earnest whilst receiving this delightful treatment from the child.

Licking his middle finger he forced it up Geoff's ass hole. He did not waste time but thrust the finger to the knuckle up the child's ass. He pulled it out and thrust it back in again. Geoff let Roger's cock slip from his mouth as he cried out in pain at this invasion of his body. At the same time his hold of Roger's balls tightened as a reflex action to the pain that he was feeling.

Roger continued to finger fuck the boy's ass hole but shouted to young Geoff, "suck my cock you little fucker, suck my cock now. Come on kid suck me and keep on squeezing my balls. Pull them and twist them and squeeze them but suck my fucking cock."

Poor Geoff. He opened his mouth and sucked the loathsome cock back in stifling his cries of pain. He squeezed very hard on the man's balls and then he pulled them as hard as he could. Roger let out a loud sigh of pleasure and said "that's right boy pull those fucking balls, twist those fucking balls and suck my cock, keep sucking my fucking cock." Geoff had hoped to hurt the man but appeared to be doing the opposite.

Throughout Roger had continued to force his middle finger in and out of the boy's ass. But now he pushed two fingers in followed very quickly by his third. He rammed those three fingers up young Geoff's tight ass hole stretching it to its limit. In and out his fingers went as the boy continued to suck his cock and squeeze and abuse his balls. Roger loved it all.

For twenty minutes the man and boy continued to play this way. At least for Roger it was play, for Geoff it was torture. His mouth and throat was full of cock and his ass was full of fingers. His mouth and jaws ached from the continual cock sucking and his guts were full of pain from the finger fucking that he was receiving. But at last Roger stopped.

He pushed Geoff from off him and taking the boy's legs forced them apart and over the kid's shoulders. Now Geoff was lying on his back his ass in the air and his feet down by his head held there by this full-grown man. Now Roger was about to do a terrible thing to the poor boy.

Unable to wait to lubricate his cock and young Geoff's ass hole the sex-crazed man positioned his cock at the child's anal entrance. He thrust his body forward forcing his hard cock into the child's rectum and Geoff screamed in agony. No matter about that, Roger continued to bear down upon the lad forcing his cock further into the boy's bowels. Roger grunted and panted in pleasure as he felt that tight velvet glove around his rampant tool and still he continued to push. Geoff was screaming in pain but to no avail. Roger was lost in his own pleasure.

He continued to force his hard cock up the young boy until all seven inches was buried deep inside the screaming child. Now Roger rested, his cock in the boy, sweat dripping off his body onto that of young Geoff. As he rested over the top of his victim he was looking down at the child's tear stained face. The boy's mouth was wide open as scream after scream rang from his tortured throat. Roger smiled, "boy you do not know how lucky you are to have me fuck you like this. It's something you'll remember for the rest of your fucking life." With those words Roger began to pull his cock out of the boy's ass.

He got about a third of his cock out before he thrust back in again. Out again, now about half and then hard driving forced it back in. Each time he thrust his cock up the child's ass hole his big balls slapped against the boy's bottom. He pulled out again and then drove back in, out and in, out and in. Now more than two thirds of his cock was leaving the crying child's ass before being driven cruelly back in.

Again Roger rested, looked down at the boy, and said "what a story you'll have to tell your mummy, how a nice man fucked you silly." The screaming child looked up at this cruel man and made no reply. But Roger noticed that Geoff's mouth was almost permanently open as he let out shriek after shriek from the pain. Now his cock was buried to the hilt in the sweet boy's bowels and Roger leaned lower down over the poor child and gobbed a huge mouthful of spittle into Geoff's open mouth. Geoff could not prevent this slippery slimy substance from sliding down his throat and he was forced to swallow it. He cried even more and Roger just smiled.

Now Roger resumed his fucking of the boy's sweet ass. He pulled his cock out, completely out, and then thrust it straight back in before the sphincter had time to close the anal opening. The full seven inches of rock hard cock was forced straight up the boy and then back out, completely out, before ramming itself back up again. Faster and faster Roger's movements got. Sweat was pouring off his body onto that of his child victim. Harder and hard Roger fucked the boy's ass, faster and faster he pulled out and pushed in.

Roger could feel young Geoff's muscles tightening and loosening, tightening and loosening around his ramrod as it fucked the little chap. Then Roger felt that glorious tightening in his balls, that never to be forgotten feeling as his sperm prepared to be released. He now fucked his cock in and out like greased lightening and then, with a wild abandoned yell of pure sexual pleasure he shot his load of hot steaming sperm deep into the screaming boy's guts. Roger's body trembled violently in a muscular spasm as a second and then a third ejaculation of sperm occurred. He pulled out slightly from Geoff's tight ass hole then thrust back in again to ejaculate once more.

Now Roger was completely spent. He lay on top of the crying boy his cock still buried in his victim. Then Roger slowly pulled his rapidly softening cock out of the lad. It was covered in sperm, blood and shit but Roger knew what to do with that. Wasting no time he moved his body up that of the boy's whom he was now straddling. He grasped the boy's hair in his hands forcing the child's face towards his filthy cock. "Open your fucking mouth kid" he snarled and such was Geoff's fear that he immediately obeyed. Roger thrust his semi hard cock, covered in blood shit and sperm, into the poor boy's open mouth. "Suck that fucker, suck that. Suck it and lick it clean."

Little Geoff now began to suck on that filthy tool. His tongue licked the dirty purple head; it licked down and around the sperm covered bloody shaft. Then he sucked as much as possible of the almost soft cock into his mouth. Next he licked down and around the object that had so recently been giving him so much pain. Tears fell from his eyes as he stifled his sobs and sucked once more on the now clean cock that belonged to Roger. Finally Roger told him to stop; his cock was clean enough.

But Roger had not finished yet. He made the boy straddle his head positioning the lad so that his recently raped ass was level with his own mouth. He now told Geoff to sit on his face and as Geoff obeyed Roger maneuvered the boy so that his ass hole was over his mouth. Roger licked the boy's rectum pushing his tongue into the now loose hole. He licked around that secret place enjoying the sweet taste of the young boy's ass juices.

As Roger licked the boy's sweet ass hole he put his arms around the child's waist and began to fondle and play with his dinky little penis. As he played with that lovely little toy he began to suck on the young boy's ass hole. He sucked hard his lips pressed tightly against the boy's bottom to make an air tight seal. Such was the suction that he exerted that the sperm that he had shot deep into his little sex slave came out in one quick spurt. Roger's mouth was full of his own spent sperm mixed with the blood and shit from the little boy's ass. Roger swallowed this nectar with great gusto and then placed his mouth back against the boy's shit hole and sucked again. This time he only got the remnants of his earlier fuck but, once again, swallowed it with obvious pleasure.

Holding the boy in position on his face he used his tongue to lick deep up the child's ass. He loved the sweet taste of that boy's bowels as he swirled his tongue in circular movements around the shit channel. But, at last, Geoff's ass hole was as spotlessly clean as the boy had made his own cock. With one quick movement he pushed the child from off him back onto the mattress. Geoff curled up into a ball sobbing his little heart out. Roger left the boy crying on his bed. He decided it was time to play the Game. He went down to the special room in the basement and made sure that all his equipment was working. Satisfied that all was well he went back upstairs.

Roger made him sit up on the bed and sat down opposite him and well within arms reach. "Geoff," he asked, kindly, "Would you like me to take you home to your mummy and daddy now?" For a moment the child couldn't believe his ears. "Oh yes, please, please Uncle Roger, I would like very much!"

Roger pouted. "After all the fun we've had. Well I must say I'm a bit disappointed in you, Geoff. But, if you really want to go back home, I will take you. But first we're going to play a little game." Something about the man's tone gave Geoff the shudders. "What kind of game?"

"It's really very simple. All you have to do is convince me that you really and truly want to go home. That's all."

Geoff jumped off the bed. "When do we start!"

Smiling, Roger took the little boy by the hand and took him down to the basement. He unlatched the door to his special room and ushered Geoff inside. When the light went on Geoff took one look and immediately turned to flee. Even a little kid like him could tell right away that he had just be brought into a torture chamber. He managed to take a step and half when the man grabbed him and carried him to his mechanical cross, which lay at a 45 degree angle in its mounting bracket in the center of the floor. Roger had first developed this a modern method for crucifying stubborn little boys. He hadn't had to use it for a while (somehow just the site of it managed to persuade the naughtiest boy to behave), but then he hadn't been with a kid for quite a while. Roger easily pinned the hysterical child to the upright, then yanked his left wrist up till it met the thick rubber cuff at one end of the cross beam. It was lined with sharp metal knobs, something like an old fashioned dog collar. Roger turned the wheel mounted on the back the cross to tighten the cuff till the knobs pressed deeply into Geoff's little wrist. He repeated the operation for the boy's right wrist. He then lifted Geoff's ankles to his and tied them to the top of the cross. This allowed him access to a row of small holes lining the center. He wheeled a lectern sized cabinet over to the cross. From it he pulled a cone shaped rod and shoved it through the most suitable hole. He greased the rod with Vaseline, then untied Geoff's ankles. Slowly and carefully he brought the boy's legs down till his well fucked anus was directly over the rod. When Geoff felt the rod entering his anus he started kicking hysterically. But to no avail! Relentlessly the man forced the boy's tiny buttocks down till the rod was full inserted into the once virgin anus. He then strapped Geoff's ankles to the cross, using a larger version of the cruel cuffs tormenting his wrists. Roger pressed a button on the mounting bracket and the cross slowly rose to its fully vertical position. It wasn't very high, no more than 175 centimeter, but high enough to give the crucified child exquisite agony.

The man went to one of the wall racks and pulled out a thin whip. He cracked it twice on the floor in front of the crucified little boy to get his attention.

“Well, Geoff, you' don't look very comfortable up there, aren't you,” he said in mock sympathy. “But don't fret; it's going to get A LOT WORSE!” He swung the whip a few times toward the boy, then went on. “Let me explain how we're going to play this little game. Every day for the next five days I'm going to crucify you like this for the afternoon. After five days you still want to go home, I will take home. BUT,” he suddenly snapped the whip against Geoff's little chest, catching both his nipples, “if you decide you'd rather stay with your Uncle Roger, just say so and I'll take you down and make you feel really, really good. This will be totally up to you. Be crucified for five days and go home, or get out of this and stay my little sex slave forever.”

“NOOOO! NOOO!” Geoff shrieked. “Please take me down IT HURTS!”

“Silly boy, of course it hurts,” Roger answered patiently, “that's what supposed to happen when you are crucified. But we mustn't let you get bored hanging up there.” Roger went to the box behind the cross and pulled out several wires. Each ended in a custom designed electrode. Carefully checking the machine's settings, he started attaching the electrodes to various points of the boy's body.

The machine was programmed to give varying levels of shocks through individual circuits to minimize the danger of heart failure. The first circuit was formed by two large alligator clips on each small foot. The wires from the big clips ended in two smaller clips. Geoff shrieked as these bit into his tiny testicles. The second circuit ran from the probe up the boy's rear to a wire clipped to his penis. The third circuit ran from Geoff’s belly button up to his small hairless armpits. “Now for the piece d’ resistance” Roger muttered happily. He had invented an electrode especially designed to go on a child’s nipples which would allow very intense shocks without effecting he heart. It was ring shaped with a row of tiny needles lining the inner rim. A screw type electrode, like a miniature vice was seated in the center. Roger carefully placed the ring electrodes on Geoff’s nipples. The screw electrodes went on the nipples themselves while the needle points entered the tiny red brown areolas.. Roger slowly tightened the vise electrodes stopping only when tiny droplets of blood spurted from the boy’s nipples. Roger took a few moments to drool at the incredibly erotic site of a completely naked little boy tied helpless on a table about to be tortured without mercy. "This is a just a little test to see how brave and strong you are. We’ll start with a level 5 then see about working our way up,” he informed Geoff from behind the machine’s control panel. There was a loud buzz then Geoff’s body snapped up from the table as all five circuits went live. “AIEEEYYEEEEE! AIEEEEEE! AYEEEIIIEEE! AYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!” Despite all the anguish he had already suffered nothing had prepared the boy for the the utter agony of electric shock torture. Roger gave the boy two minutes of full body shocks then switched the machine to the random setting. After waiting for the boy’s heart rate to slow a bit the computerized torture device sent pulse after pulse through Geoff’s penis and testicles. Again it gave the boy a brief respite before jolting his armpits and small belly button for a minute. Geoff’s body jerked up from the table like puppet on a string. His small muscles stood out all over his hairless body. Roger pulled out his cock and rubbed it frantically while the machine sent bolts of white hot agony up Geoff’s anus and then through both tiny nipples. Roger glanced at his watch. He had tortured Geoff for a little under ten minutes at this setting. “Let’s see how he likes it a level 7,” Roger asked himself and adjusted the setting. The first shock went up Geoff’s anus and then into his testicles. To Geoff it was like being kicked with a white hot spiked shoe. The next one lanced up his penis making it feel as though it was being split open. . Geoff’s tiny form arched from the table as the electricity shot through the needle points into his nipples. His armpits were blasted next, followed by another half minute set of pulses to his belly button , followed immediately by a minute’s worth of agony to his toes. Roger was getting bored. He had already ejaculated twice watching the boy being tortured and knew that this went on much longer he would not be able to fuck the boy for several hours. “I could just leave him here for the rest of the day while I rest up , but that might be a trifle to much for the dear boy,” Roger considered. He really didn’t want to kill the child, so he decided he had better give the boy a break. He twisted dial up to level 15 and changed the setting to full body shocks. “AYIEEEEEEEE! AYEEEEEEEEEEE! AYYYEEEEEEEEEE!” Roger was amazed that the boy was still able to scream. He shoved the settings up another notch then another. Still the child’s shrieks rent the air .Finally after fifteen minutes Geoff’s little throat and lungs were exhausted. His body jerked and convulsed, but he was unable to speak. Roger switched off the machine and forced some water down the boy’s throat. “Not too bad, Geoff, but we need to give you a few more minutes. He returned to the machine and gave Geoff five more minutes at level 25, just five short of the maximum setting. This time he gave the little boy a good long rest before turning the machine back on, this time at its maximum setting. For five minutes electricity lashed the naked six year old’s entire body, followed by two minute pulses to his toes, his nipples, his testicles, his armpits, his bellybutton and ending with three minutes each to his anus and penis. Roger then gave Geoff another five minutes of full body shocks then turned the machine off.

“When we do this tomorrow, the session will go twice as long,” he said as he removed the electrodes from the nearly senseless child's body. “For now, I'm going to let you rest up there for a bit,before giving you another quick session of electric shock torture. Before that though, I think a brief whipping is in order.

Roger drew the whip high over his shoulder and lashed the boy's upper chest. The whip's tip caught Geoff in his right armpit. The second lash struck the other armpit. The man aimed a bit lower next, whipping the boy's tiny right nipple. The left nipple was struck next. The fifth blow went across the center of the child's chest, followed quickly one that striped his taut little tummy. Roger paused for moment to gently caress the child's penis and testicles with the whip end. “We'll save that bit for last, won't we darling?” With that he struck Geoff's upper thighs very hard, followed by lashes to his calves and the top of his feet. “Now for the final strokes,” Roger raised the whip and slowly brought it down on Geoff's abused little penis. Geoff gave a short shriek then fell limply against the cross. Mildly concerned, Roger checked the boy's pulse. It was good and strong, Geoff had merely fainted. Since he was so light, and actually quite strong for his age, he could remain crucified for several hours without much danger. So Roger went upstairs to have a snack and review his personal administration. When he returned Geoff was still barely conscious. “Can't have that, can we?” Roger muttered, put the sharp tooth clip on Geoff's penis.

“NOOOO! NOOOOO! NOOOO!” Geoff shrieked as the man put those terrible biting things on his tortured little body again. Ignoring the pleading child, Roger attached electrodes to Geoff's nipples, bellybutton, testicles, armpits and toes. This time the torture session would last quite a bit longer, since now the machine was programmed to match Geoff's body. It began with three seconds of low level shocks to his nipples, followed by five seconds to his tiny ball and penis. This actually felt rather pleasant, but this wouldn't last. Gradually the shocks kept getting stronger and stronger till Geoff was screaming in agony. That was the machine's signal to start torturing him in earnest. For five minutes it send level 30 shocks coursing through each of the electrodes, followed up by five more minutes at level 20 and ending with five minutes of level ten. Then it started a random cycle. Four agonizing minutes of shocks through both nipples. Six minutes of white hot needles going though his penis. Three minutes to his testicles. Seven minutes for his feet and belly button. Then another fifteen minutes of full body shocks. The machine cycled two more times then started flashing an amber warning light. Startled, Roger looked at his watch. It was nearly midnight. He had been torturing the little boy for nearly six hours. “That's a bit too much, don't want to loose the little bugger right off,” he told himself. He removed the electrodes and took Geoff down from the cross. He carried him up to his bed and laid him down on his stomach. He then pulled the boy's buttocks up to his raging hardon and thrust hard into his anus. Geoff screamed once, but then fainted again as the man raped him. Normally Roger preferred little boys to be fully awake when he raped them, but he had to make allowances for Geoff. Somehow this rape was even more satisfying then the earlier ones, probably because it had been so long denied. Again and again he thrust his hard man cock in and out of the first grader's tiny love tunnel, till at last he spurted his load up his rectum. An hour or two later, he raped Geoff again. Just before sunrise he raped Geoff a third time. Fortunately he hadn't anything to do that day, so it didn't matter that they both didn't get up till noon.

“Well,Geoff,” he said at last, “I think it's time for you to be crucified again. Or would you rather not go through with that.”

Geoff shook his head. “No, Uncle Roger, please don't crucify me again, please don't put those nasty things on me again.” “But Geoff, don't you want to go home to your mummy?” Roger asked kindly.

Again the boy shock his head. “No Uncle Roger, I want to stay with you and be your sex slave forever.”

“Are you quite sure, about this. This means you will let me rape you whenever I feel like it and do other things to you.” “Yes, I'm sure. Last night when you were raping me it started to feel good. If my penis wasn't so sore I might have had one of those orgasm things you gave me yesterday.”

“Well, we can't have that. Come,” Roger took the naked little boy the hand, “I've got some medicine that will make you penis feel good again. After a while I'm going to show you another machine that will make you feel better than anything!” “That sound's great, Uncle Roger,” Geoff skipped alongside the man.