The Haunted Lodge

Reader discretion is adviced, this story contain graphic content depicting violence and rape which may not be suitable to all readers. This is a fictional story and do not portray real events or real persons.

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Reader discretion is advised, this story contain graphic content depicting violence and rape which may not be suitable to all readers. This is purely a fictional story and does not portray real events or real persons.

All characters are 18 or older. This story is fiction, created for entertainment only.

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Roger tossed Scott the gag.

"Here, put the gag back in his mouth."

They yanked the man to his feet, bending him over the wooden bed frame. Scott tied his ankles to the bed posts. His legs were wide apart and his cock and balls were hanging between his open legs. Roger smacked the man’s ass six more times with his belt.

"It's time to give you a good hard fucking, uncle Walter!"

Roger dropped his pants, smeared something on his hard cock and quickly shoved it into the man’s ass. Roger’s hips were slapping hard against the man's ass cheeks.

"AHHhhhhh, you ass is good and tight uncle. Yeah! Yeah! You’re being bread by an alpha male!"

They untied the man and shoved him over to a desk and sat him down. Roger placed a paper in front of him and handed him a pen.

"Now, write to your sister and tell her to mail the cashiers check to this
box number."

The man scribble something on the paper. Roger picked it up and put it in his pocket. Scott began to chuckle.

"Look at his cock. I think fucking him made him all hot!”

"Yeah, whatever. Put him back in the cage. He can play with himself all he
likes."

Jim and John quietly back away from the door and went back into the bedroom across the hall. Roger and Scott locked the bedroom door and left.

"Did you hear what I heard? Roger called him uncle Walter."

"Yeah."

"Then that guy in there is Walter Mortan. He's not missing, Roger and Scott Kidnapped him!"

Jim and John went outside to make sure Ryon and Scott were gone.

John shouted to Jim.

"Hey! Come look at this. Dual truck tire tracks. Just like the ones at the
book store."

"You're right. They do look exactly the same."

"That part fits, but why kidnap Walter?"

Jim shook his head.

"I’m wondering how the hell can Mr. Mortan be Roger’s uncle?"

"We better report this to the police and my dad. He’ll want to print it in the paper."

Jim shook his head.

"Not yet. We need to piece this thing together first."

"What about Mr. Mortan? Are we gonna leave him there?"

"He's fine with Roger and Scott taking care of him. Besides we need to get something to cut that lock off the door."

They got in the their and headed off for town.

"Dad said he was going to be working late. Let's stop by the paper and see
if we can find anything on Walter Mortan and his late wife Cindy."

When they got to the newspaper, the office it was closed.

"Dad must have gone home. We'll have to stop by in the morning."

Next morning, Jim and John walked into the newspaper where Ben was busy sorting articles. They waved at him.

"Do you think you have the wedding announcement of Walter Mortan and his wife Cindy?"

Ben shook his head.

"No. I wouldn't have that. Walter was already married when he came to Gayport. Why do you ask?"

"Nothing particular. We were just wondering about his family."

They drove down to the hardware store and bought a pair of bolt cutters. They drove up to the Weaver lodge. They spotted Roger’s truck out front. They quietly entered through the cellar again and up to the main room.

Roger and Scott had Walter in the main room by the stone fireplace. Walter’s arms were tied behind his back and there were several clothespins clamped to his nipples. There was also a small rope tied around his cock and balls. 

Roger grabbed a wooden chair with a large dildo attached to it. Roger smacked Walter across the ass with a belt.

"Sit your ass down in that chair. Right on top that dildo.”

Walter turned and walked over to the chair. He stopped as he looked at the dildo. Roger slapped him across the face.

"What are waiting for? You had that up your ass before. SIT ON IT!”

Walter slowly sat, positing his ass over the dildo and sliding down over it. Roger grabbed Walter by the shoulders and quickly shoved him all the way down on the chair. Scott was laughing as he watched. Roger slapped Walter across the face again.

"Now, bounce on it, bitch!"

Walter began sliding up and down on the dildo as Roger and Scott laughed at him.

Jim and John were both getting quite aroused by everything that was going on. Walter’s cock was beginning to swell up as he rode up and down on the dildo. Roger walked up to Walter and slapped him again.

"What do you say, bitch?"

Walter looked up.

"My I please suck your cock, Sir?"

“You like my big cock, bitch?”

“Yes, Sir. It’s an Alpha male cock.”

Scott was getting excited.

"I like how fast he learns."

Scott reached down and grabbed the end of the rope that was tied around Walter’s cock and balls. Suddenly, he yanked it up as hard as he could. Walker yelped and came up off the chair and the dildo. Roger slapped him across the ass with the belt.

“Get on your knees. You got some cock to suck dry, bitch!” 

Jim and John watched as Roger and Scott fucked Walter in the face. He gagged several times and his face was covered with sperm. They yanked Walter to his feet, shoved him back into the bedroom. They gagged and blindfolded him before locking him in the cage.

John peeked out the window.

"They're driving away. Looks like everything is clear."

Jim tapped John on the shoulder.

"Did you notice they didn't lock the bedroom door."

Jim reached down to adjust his erection in his pants. John did the same.

"My cock is dripping wet."

"So is mine."

"I thought I was going to shoot my load without even touching myself."

"Did you hear the sound of that dildo sucking in and out of his ass?"

"Yeah. It made me instantly hard."

The boys slipped quietly into the bedroom where Walter was. He was kneeling
in the cage. Walter heard them and began making muffled sounds through his gag.

John whispered to Jim.

"What are we gonna do?"

Jim whispered back.

"I say we have a little fun. He's blindfolded and can't see us. We got two
full cocks that need draining."

Jim walked up to the cage and removed the gag. He stuck his hard cock
through the wire in front of Mr. Mortan.

"Suck!"

Walter quickly gobbled up Jim's hard dick. Jim closed his eyes, put his
head back and waited for his orgasm to arrive. John was so aroused, it didn't even take a minute for him to cum in Walter’s mouth. 

They both looked down at Walter and saw the sperm pumping from his cock. Jim slapped John on the arm.

"Wow. He shot his load without even touching his dick!"

Walter quickly raised his head.

"Who are you? You're not Roger or Scott. Please! Help me!"

Jim pulled the blindfold off Walter's eyes.

"Its Jim Miller and John Foster."

"Ben’s son? How did you find me?"

"It's a long story. Before we get you outta here we need some questions
answered."

"Yes, yes. Anything."

"How are you related to Roger Roncad?"

"He’s my nephew. I married his mothers sister, Cindy. We were married in Harrington, where we attended university. When Roger’s mother was diagnosed with cancer, Cindy she wanted to move back to Gayport. To be close to her sister."

Jim smiled.

"Why did Roger and Scott kidnap you? Did they want to make you their sex slave?”

"No, no. My sister, Ellen sold her farm in the Midwest. 280 acres in all. 2.4
Million dollars. She always said if she sold the family farm I would get half the money. Somehow Roger and his mother found out about it."

Walter stared up at Jim.

"I never liked that kid. He was always a mean bully. I could tell from the first time I ever met him. I knew he was trouble. I don’t know what he’ll do to me after he gets the money. You’ve got to get me out of here!”

Suddenly the door swung open. Roger stood in the doorway with a rifle in his hand.

"Well, well. If it ain't Jimmy and Johnny, the buddy fuckers.”

Scott stepped into the room also holding a rifle. He waved it at Jim and John. 

“You two! Get them fucking clothes off.”

Jim and John quickly stripped off their clothes and stood naked in front of Roger. He handed Scott some rope.

"Tie these to ass wipes up! Hands and arms behind their backs.

Scott quickly bound them with the rope. Roger waved the rifle at them again.

"Get on your knees!"

He turned to Scott.

"Go get some duct tape from the truck for their mouths. That should hold you two pricks for now."

Roger unlocked the cage and pulled Walter out. 

"Get on your knees! Spread your legs open. All the way!"

Roger removed his belt from his pants.

"I wanna know what you told these two fuck ups!"

"Please, Roger. I didn't say any..."

Roger brought his boot up between Walter's legs, hitting him directly in the balls.

Walter let out a scream, quickly falling on the floor with his legs tucked up together. Roger grabbed him by the hair and pulled him back to his knees.

"Spread you leg's, bitch! Now, you gonna tell me what you said? Or do you want me to whip your cock and balls with this belt?”

"NO! Please, Roger...Please. I'll tell you."

Roger slapped Walter across the face.

"Tell me, bitch!"

"I.....I told them about you mother and my wife were sisters. I told them about my sister selling the farm...and about the money."

Roger shook his head, then slapped Walter again.

"You’re a pussy wimp with a big mouth!"

Scott interrupted.

"What about them? They know everything now."

Roger smacked Walter across the ass with his belt.

"Get back in the cage!"

Roger locked the cage and turned to Jim and John.

"I think we're gonna take a little trip downstairs."

They led Jim and John down to the cellar. Roger had an evil smile on his face as he walked up to Jim. He grabbed him by the chin and held his head up.

"I always wanted to fuck that righteous little ass of yours. I used to see you strutting around the gym like a little whore."

Roger forced Jim over the old work bench and kicked his legs apart.

“Now I’m gonna show you want an alpha male cock feels like going up your ass!”

Roger rammed his fingers up Jim's ass. First two, then three.

"Nice tight hole for my big hard cock."

Scott had bent John over the end of the bench and was rubbing his stiff
cock up and down his ass crack.

"Feel that? Big hard dick all ready for your pussy."

Jim and John were helpless to do anything, except stand there and get fucked by these two bullies. Roger hammered Jim’s ass hard, pounding him against the bench. Scott finished fucking John and turned him around with his back to the bench.

Scott was roughly yanking up and down on John’s semi-hard cock.

“I always wanted to jerk you off. You better not disappoint me, bitch. Let me see you cum!” 

Roger stepped back from Jim, smiling as he saw his seed dripping from Jim’s ass. He grabbed his belt and gave Jim’s ass and good spanking. Scott was milking John’s cock, squeezing and twisting the head. Roger turned to Scott.

"Come'on Scott! Let's get going."

"What about these two?"

"Leave'em! By the time they get loose we'll be gone with the money."

Jim and John waited until the heard their truck pull away. They backed up to one another and Jim untied the ropes on John. Jim gave him a big smile.

"Excellent. Now, untie me."

They went back upstairs to get their cloths and Walter, but only their clothes were there.

"I wonder where they took Mr. Mortan?"

"We need to get to a phone and Call Walter's sister."

"Where are we gonna get her phone number?"

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Chief Brinkman walked into the jail and found his deputy, Jack Fuller, in the cell with Bill Hawkins. Billy was stark naked, on his knees cuffed to the cell bars. Deputy Fuller was stepping on Billy's cock with his boot.

"You can do better, Billy! Com'on. I won't take my boot off you cock until you suck me off!"

Chief Brinkman stood in the hallway watching.

"OH! Hi Chief! I had to bring Billy in again."

"Yeah, I can see that. When you get through, I'm gonna breed the boy! You tie him down to the cot."

"Yes, sir. Will do."

Deputy Fuller removed his boot from Billy's hard dick. He gave Billy's balls a nudge with the toe of his boot.

"You better hurry, Billy. You know what happens if you disappoint the Chief."

The boys got on their dirt bikes and raced into town. Jim picked up a large
rock.

"You gonna smash the window?"

"Yeah. The only way since we don't have a key. Stand back!"

Jim hurled the rock at the side window, shattering the pane. He reached in
and unlatched the window.

"I think Mr. Mortan's office is next to the store room."

They opened the door and turned on the light. On the floor was a metal cage
and in side was the naked Mr. Mortan. He was still shackled, gagged and
blindfolded. Jim quickly reached through the wire and pulled the gag and
blindfold off.

"Is that you? Jim and John?"

"Yes, Mr. Mortan. We need to call your sister before she sends the
money. We need to stop that cashiers check from reaching Roger!"

"That won't work. Boys. She sent it yesterday."

Jim shook his head.

"Shit! I guess that means you loose, Mr. Mortan."

Walter smiled.

"Just between me and you two boys. I kind of enjoyed my adventure. It was
humiliating being stripped and held in a cage. At first, being forced to do
all those sexual things. It was humiliating and degrading, but it did
arouse something in me. If you say anything, I'll deny it."

Jim smiled back at him.

"I noticed you were pretty damn good when you were sucking my cock back
there at the lodge."

John jumped in.

"Yeah! You did a fine job on mine too!"

Jim turned to John.

"Let's go to the police station and tell Chief Brinkman about everything we
found."

The boys told Chief Brinkman about Ryon and Scott and their plan to steal
the money from Mr. Mortan. Walter came to the station and confirmed what
the Marty boys had said.

"So they kept you in the old Weaver Lodge for all that time?"

Walter nodded.

"They came twice a day to bring me food and water."

Walter and the boys had conveniently left out the fact that Walter was
kept naked in a cage. Also, that Roger and Scott had sexually assaulted him
every time they came to feed him. 

Walter also left out the part where he had oral sex with Jim and John.

Chief Brinkman and Deputy Fuller picked up Roger and Scott when they opened
their mail box the next day. There was an envelope from Walter's sister,
but there was no check. 

Walter had talked with her previously about getting the check in person. Because he wanted to see the old farm where he grew up one more time before it sold. When his sister got the letter, she knew it was not true.

As for Walter, he was a rich man and he bought the old Weaver Lodge. He intended on renovating it. During his captivity, Walter became rather fond of being kept naked
in a cage. He also became fond of being used for disgusting sexual acts. 

Walter struck up a deal with Jim and John. On Saturdays, Walter would put himself in the cage and they could come by and do what they liked to the naked Mr. Mortan.

END.