Torment In the Basement

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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“Hey, you up for some fun. I found us a special guest.”

“Hell yea. Be right over.”

The texts between them were nothing new.  It just indicated that another poor victim had fallen into their trap.

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They were known as bad-asses. Their bullying antics back in high school, had over the years now become full scale abduction and torment of their male victim. 
One was the skilled hunter who could pick a victim like no one else. His folks had gotten him a small house that had a full-sized basement that was the ideal torture chamber.

Who was tonight's victim and what did he look like? How long would it take to break him? What would they do to him?  The thoughts gave him an adrenaline rush as he drove over.

They met each other at the door each having a deviant grin.

“Come on. I got him locked up in the basement. We are going to have fun with this one. He told me his name is Doug. I met him at the airport. Came in for an interview. No family and about our age, but wait until you see him. My god, he has the most adorable body,” was said jokingly as the two headed for the door that led down to the basement.

They flipped the light switch on at the top of the stairs and the two descended into the dimly lit basement.  The sound of pleading from a distant corner could be heard as they reached the bottom step.

They walked over to the familiar metal cage. Inside on my hands and knees I was naked. My eyes were wet with tears.

“Let me go...please!” I begged.

“Shut the fuck up,” the one who captured me fumed as he loosened the padlock and opened the door. Grabbing me by the arm he pulled me out of the cage and onto my feet. The newcomer took in the sight of my nakedness with cruel delight.

They joked that I was not unattractive. Early forties like themselves. They liked my height, body, tight ass, and slender legs. A patch of hair my surrounded my cock, while my balls were bare. The newcomer immediately went to work. As I was held by the jailer by the arms, the newcomer grabbed and mercilessly began twisting and squeezing my balls, causing me to grimace and moan in pain.

“What happened to your fucking nuts?” he teased as he twisted them harder. “Baby balls. You're just a fucking baby,” he spat as he drove a knee into my stomach, causing me to again scream in tearful pain as I tried to double over, but I was prevented the one firmly holding my arms.

Without saying a word, the newcomer backed up and began peeling off his clothes until he was completely naked.  He walked to my trembling body and pulled me to himself as the jailer let go of the grip he had on my arms.

The newcomer was an easy 6’5’, and in tip top shape, with a dynamic body-builder frame. He hoisted me across his shoulders and began walking around the room. As he walked, he used one hand to spread the my legs wide and began rubbing my ass feverishly.

“Stop...please...” my anguished cries were heard as he continued around the room with his captive on his shoulders, and his fingers rubbing my asshole fervently. It took only a few moments of his skilled fingering and probing until I began squirting uncontrollably. A blush of shame made the cheeks of my face reddened as fingers plunged in my asshole. “You nasty boy,” he scolded as he carried me sobbing and humiliated over to a large table and dropped me on my back.  While this was all happening, my jailer had taken the time to strip himself and both of the naked men descended on me.

As one held my legs wide apart to reveal my slowly swelling cock, the other climbed on the table, straddled my face and lowered themselves down.

“Get that tongue in my ass. Do it now!' He chided as he reached between his own legs and slapped my face sternly.

“Yea,” the other joined in. “Show us how good you are at eating ass,” while he bent my legs at the knees and stretched them sadistically, revealing my puckered asshole.

One ground his ass wildly against my poor mouth as the other tormented my cock, before slipping two fingers into my tight hole and fingering me savagely.

The two cruelly ravished me, with one forcing me to lick his asshole in between servicing his balls. When he approached orgasm, he rose from the my face, frantically rubbed his own cock until he began shooting a large stream of  over the poor my face and hair.

I barely had time to recover before the new comer took jailer’s place and forced me to lick his ass and suck his balls as well.

I was squirming, my body bouncing up and down on the table as struggled from this face sitting domination.

“Make me cum. I want to cum all over your face!” he spat angrily.  As my poor tongue slid across the puckered nub of his asshole, his cock erupted as well, sending another stream of thick cum over my drenched body.

“Turn him over and hold him down!!”  the jailer screamed. As I was turned face down I looked and saw a huge cock heading towards me.

“Nooooo! Oh please NOOOO, ” I sobbed as I felt him guide his huge dick to my tight asshole.  With one lunge, he was inside and quickly fucking me with deep, hard plunges. He moved quickly back and forth as he skillfully fucked his victim, ignoring my weeping pleas to stop.

After a harsh fucking, he withdrew his cock and the two rolled the girl over. My taut butt cheeks were spread even further as the other guy ran his fingers over my dark passage.

A squeal filled the basement as the newcomer drove the cock into my already savaged ass. My body shook and trembled from the pain held down by my shoulders and a hand covering my mouth.

Unfazed, this guy fucked my ass harder and deeper than the other to the point were I was close to passing out. He finally exploded deep inside of me and when he pulled his cock out thre was a tinge of blood.

Finished, they dragged my limp body from the table to the center of the room, where they stretched my arms above my head and fastened them to a wood beam on the basement ceiling. They made sure I’d be quiet, too gagging me with a leather penis panel gag

I  hung there, naked, and semi-conscious my head hanging down, and my body limp.

“Let him hang out there for a bit. We will come back down later,” one of them said. Ascending the stairs, they turned off the lights to leave me hanging in the darkness.