Jamie is taken Part 2

that he found the torture strangely arousing. He still felt the need to

escape, but was confused as to why he found his position so arousing.

As Jamie thought this, Master came back into the room with a wicked

smile on his face. Had Jamie known that Master had just removed hole

#83's balls to the jubilation of the crowd in the main room of the club,

he might have been less pleased to see him, but probably not. His legs

were almost ready to give in and he felt that he was minutes away from

death by strangulation as his legs were probably too tired for him to

stand up and thereby escape, albeit without his balls.


As it was the pathetic slave boy gurgled with delight at seeing his

cruel Master. Master, however, did not set him free at once, but

proceeded to fuck his face. When this was done he released Jamie from

his bindings. After screaming with pain as blood returned to the parts

of his anatomy which had been cut off, Jamie collapsed on the floor.

But rest was not what Master had in mind. The night's sport was just

getting started at the club and Master thought that Jamie was in a

perfect position to learn a few things. Leaving Jamie unbound except for

his leash, he dragged his slave boy from the dungeon room and into the

main exhibition room/sport room. A large crowd was watching a whipping

contest between two masters. A bet was on as to which of their

respective slaves could take the most brutal beating. The slaves were

two boys in their mid-twenties and both hung down from the ceiling by

their wrists and both had had their legs tied wide to rings in the floor

so they could not spin away from the whips. The masters used bullwhips

and their strokes were synchronized so that each slave received the same

amount of strokes at the same time. The slaves were well past screaming

and their bodies were completely covered with angry red welts. As Jamie

watched in horror one of them finally lost consciousness, much to the