Imagine for a moment that every customer and the shopkeeper in your local shop were gay or bisexual men. Would you walk in completely naked just to see what would happen? Probably not. From a very young age we are taught that nudity in public is unacceptable. It’s taboo. So we never test how people would react. We simply assume the consequences would be humiliation, judgement, or even arrest.
That’s why the first thing they did was strip me. They didn’t need to. All they needed was my mouth. But they knew that forcing me to stand naked in public would break every social rule I had grown up with. And in that moment, the humiliation was just as powerful as anything that followed.
As you learned in the previous chapter, I was a virgin at this time so the only people that had seen me naked before were my mum, stepdad and sister from a very young age. Even the guys I shower with at college don’t get to see my genitals for too long (apart from the time when Corey noticed my erection) as I’m always quick to wrap the towel around me as soon as I’m finished and always have my back turned so people would only be able to see my arse when I’m drying myself. So the thought of being naked in front of 10 guys, most that had known me for a few moments, Dylan and Kai who knew me as a trouble causer, made me feel absolutely small, especially that everybody else in the shop was clothed as well. I tried to think of things I could tell myself to overcome the humiliation and the two things that came to me was the reminder that all of us are naked under our clothes and them stripping me shouldn’t make them feel superior because of that. They wanted me to feel humiliated and I did not want to give them the satisfaction.
Going back to what I mentioned about how taboo it is to be naked in a public place, I reminded myself that the reason why I am naked is because they stripped me naked, this is what they want to see. When you’re in the spotlight, it’s because there is something about you that is drawing in an audience and I had an audience of every single person in this shop. As long as I’m naked, they are being entertained so I tried to use this thought as a way of distracting myself from the humiliation - a coping mechanism if you like. Whenever I was close to overcoming this emotion, they would find a way to bring it straight back to me! You ever hear of a bully getting hit? When you hear news like that, does it satisfy you? People love to see bullies getting hurt and me being a bully, I was about to get my due except I had to ensure it all whilst being fully naked. Being naked for it was a massive problem as it meant that all of the guys that wanted to make me suffer had access to every part of my body, no shirt to protect my upper body, no trousers to protect my legs, no socks to protect my bare feet and worst of all… no underwear to protect my cock, balls and arse. The shop floor under my bare feet had never felt so cold. This was no typical punishment. Everything was exposed for them to take advantage of and I was to feel it… here is where my painful torture begins…
“HELP!” I called out. I wanted somebody to save me but… who? My mum might need to come to the shop to get some extra stuff for my birthday, she could stand outside the door knocking and wondering why the shop is closed or my stepdad, or even my sister! My mates could come to the shop to buy some things for whatever other plans they have and they could save me, Corey would make them pay!
“You calling for help boy? You want somebody to save you?” Terry teased.
“Whoever walks through that door will have to see you naked too you know!” Kai added.
Kai was right, he knew I couldn’t afford that. I was the one who tried to pull his underwear down the other day before one of the college tutors interfered, he knew I intended to do that as the ultimate humiliation to him. He appeared to have planned this out perfectly, knowing I would want to be saved but not wanting to face the extra humiliation that would come within that. To me, having them catch me like this was as bad as the punishment itself, if I needed anybody to save me then it would need to be a stranger, I could take some comfort in the fact they don’t know me well and would probably never see me again.
For now, nobody was going to save me and I had to painfully accept it.
“Nobody is coming for you prick, now shut up and get what’s coming to you!” Dylan told me.
I ignored him, I stood up and barged past the guys, sprinted towards the door and shouted even louder “HELLLPPP!!!” But that at moment, I felt a load of arms wrap around me and I was being pulled back then effortlessly as though as I was a feather, I was easily knocked backwards onto the floor and my arse hit the floor hard “AHHH!” I yelled in pain.
“Aww did you hurt your bum bum?” Liam laughed and got everybody else laughing too. Jason kicked me over with his boot so that everybody could see the pinkness on my arse cheeks that was caused by the impact of my fall.
“Wooo that’s a good head start wouldn’t you say? Let’s make that arse even redder!” Steve said. I couldn’t see what was happening behind me but I could a bag unzip (one of the ones that the gay gang brought with them) and I felt a whip crack against my left arse cheek.
“OWWW!! AHHH!!!!” I called out.
“Again again!” Jasper laughed. Another crack now landed on my right arse cheek.
“AHHHH!!!!” I yelled.
“Yes harder!” Dylan was enjoying it.
“Please…” I managed to say before the whip hits me again and this time it was harder “AHHHHHH!!!!!”
“Go make him squeal like a little piggy!” Jasper encouraged him further.
I was angry “FUCK Y— AHHHHH!!!!” Steve cracks the whip on my arse again.
“Can I have a turn?” I hear Kai asking Steve.
“Of course you can!” Steve replies.
“Kai…don’t you dare…” I try to threaten him which seems to aggravate Kai more and he cracks the whip on my arse.
“AHHH!!! FUCKING STOP IT KAI! AHHHH!!!!” I roared, Kai had whipped my arse a good 10 more times, each whip being slightly harder than the last. At that point I had always seen Kai as being inferior to me so for him to whip my naked arse like a master to a slave, I hated him having that satisfaction and it had made me even more angry with him.
“You going to co-operate boy?” Terry asked.
“GO AND FUCK YOURSELVES!” I shouted in frustration, still recovering from the pain of the whips. I could feel my arse stinging, I didn’t want to think about how red it must have been at that moment.
“Ohhh he’s being a difficult one!” Jason said.
“I know what might help him” Dylan announced, he then got some tweezers from a shelf in the shop and said “we could do with getting rid of some of the hairs on his arsehole.”
“What the fuck?!” I say in surprise. The shop laughs and the gay gang roll me back over, Terry and Steve hold my legs back in the air and spread them apart, I had seen people in this position on porn when they’re getting fucked, I wanted the ground to swallow me up. Dylan kneeled down in front of me and plucked a hair from my arsehole.
“AHHH!” I respond to the pinch.
“You going to do as you’re told pig?” Dylan asked me.
“FUCK YOU!” I replied. Dylan plucked another hair “AHHHH!” The more he plucked, the more it hurt. All of the focus was on my arsehole, I tried to keep my cries of pain to a minimum but it was no help, all of the plucking was hurting me so much I couldn’t hold it in “AHHHHH!!!!!”
“Who needs a shaver huh?” Thomas was standing there grinning down at me with his arms folded.
Dylan stuck his fingers at the either of my arsehole and stretched apart slightly “oooh look at that hole, looks pretty tight doesn’t it! Let’s see how many fingers he can take”. Dylan then sticks one of his fingers inside my arsehole, it felt uncomfortable but a bit arousing at the same time. “Ooh that got in easy, let’s try 2…” another finger it sticks in and I could feel the force of them going deep inside my arsehole.
“Ohh” I let out a small moan.
“Did you like that pig?” Dylan teases me “let’s see how you react to 3…” he now sticks his 3rd finger inside my arsehole and while I still felt a bit aroused, I also felt more uncomfortable.
“Ohh ahh!” I said.
“A little uncomfortable now is it? Aww not to worry we’ll be able to stretch it out for you later!” Dylan raised his eyebrows and smiled.
“Wha…what do you mean?” I asked. I knew what he meant but I was too afraid to believe it.
“You’re going to find out boy” Terry answered me and at that moment, he grabbed and twisted my nipples.
“OHH AHH AHH!” I call out as he applied more pressure.
“Your nipples are quite sensitive are they?” He squeezed them louder which made me call out in agony more. The pain on my nipples went from bad to worse, Jason took out 2 pink clothing pins from a bag and clipped them on to each nipple.
“AHH GET THEM GET THEM OFF!” I plead but my demand was met with laugher from everybody in the shop. It was like being nipped by a crab, the longer the clothing pins were on my nipples, the more it hurt. I was worried that if they stayed on too long, they could cause some serious damage. Nobody in the shop cared though, the more pain I was in, the more they loved it. Every so often, one of the guys would move the clothing pins up and down so that I would feel some extra pressure. I was forced onto my feet and the gay gang held me back so I had to face everybody as I was going through my agony. Terry then said the last thing I would have wanted to hear…
“How about we get some on his dick ey?”
I shook my head in protest “NO DON’T!”
“Kai would you like to have the honours again?” Steve asked.
“Certainly” Kai responded and he went to grab 2 more pink clothing pinks and he clipped them round on the tip of my dick. He had clipped them so my foreskin was being stretched apart at either side and the stinging sensation of that added to the one on my nipples was overwhelming.
“AHHHHH!!!! FUCK!!! OW OW AHHH!!!” I yelled.
“Which one hurts more? Your nipples or your penis?” Kai asked me. He lifted my penis up and turned it upwards and said “come on, look at your penis!” I looked down and stared at the clothing pins pulling my foreskin apart “which one?!” He asks again.
“AHH MY PENIS! MY PENIS! THAT HURTS MORE OKAY? MY PENIS!” I cried out.
“Yeah that’s what I thought! Look at your foreskin! Look at how wide it’s being stretched apart!” Kai then moves my dick side to side which made the nipping sensation hurt even more “how does that feel?” He asks me. “Yeah it’s a shame isn’t Corey isn’t here, when I next see him, I should do the same to him!”
“Don’t you fucking hurt Corey!” I yell.
“Aww look he’s sticking up for his boyfriend!” Liam joked and everybody laughed.
Kai began to jerk my cock which felt like pure agony with the clothing pins attached to the tip of it, I could feel them nip more with each stroke “I wonder who is the bigger screamer between you and Corey? You seem to squeal a lot! You don’t how this feels? You’re not going to be able to cum with those clothing pins on your penis!” Kai laughed. I had never seen this side to Kai before, he was always such an innocent guy, I’ve brought out this devil side to him, I had blamed myself.
“Let’s get some on his balls now!” Jason suggested.
“OH GOD NO!” I shouted. It was no use. Each of the 10 guys took turn putting clipping the pink clothing pins onto my balls, the ones on my nipples and dick hurting evermore whilst this was happening. The guys were now taking pictures of me and recording videos of me yelling out in pain with my agony. Later on they decided it was finally time to remove the clothing pins.
“What are we doing then? Slowly pulling them off or yanking them off?” Steve asked.
“JUST GET THEM OFF!” I pleaded.
Terry gave me a slap to the face and said “nobody was asking you boy!”
“Yank off half of the ones on his balls and slowly pull off the others. Also slowly pull off the ones on his nipples and penis, that’ll stretch them more as they’re being pulled” Kai said. Everybody was in agreement with Kai and that’s exactly what happened. The ones that were being yanked off my balls gave a quick nipping sensation and the ones being pulled off them didn’t hurt as much but the pain was more prolonged. Each guy took turns in taking the clothing pins off my balls, Kai, Jasper and Dylan pulled as slowly as possible so that I’d feel the pain longer. I yelled out at the sight of seeing each of my nipples being pulled with the clothing pins “OHHH!” I moaned as Terry and Steve began rubbing my nipples as soon as the clothing pins were off. My foreskin stretched out further as the clothing pins were being pulled off my dick, Kai had the honour of doing this as the torture on my cock was his handiwork. At the last moment, Kai gave them both a quick yank which made me feel as though my foreskin was going to come off with them “AHHH!” I yelled and Kai smiled.
That part of my torture was painful to say the least, I have never been able to look at clothing pins the same way ever since then. Sometimes when it came to putting my clothes on the washing line and I’d clip the clothing pins onto them, I would feel a ghostly nipping sensation on my nipples and genitals, I never used any pink ones!
I breathed in relief, surely that would be the end of the torture now. “Let’s get him on the floor” Terry said and with that, I was forced onto my knees then pushed onto my back. “Time to give him a ball crush” Terry said.
“A WHAT?” I said.
Jason and Eugene pulled apart my legs. The gay gang asked for volunteers to help hold me down to which the others did not hesitate to do so. I was laid on the floor and once again Kai got to do the honours. I knew at this point I had definitely messed with the wrong person when I bullied Kai for all that time. Jasper and Dylan held my legs down. Kai pushed my dick up so that it was pointing towards me and he placed his foot on my cock and balls.
“OHHHH! ARGHHHH!!!!” I yelled out. All I could see was one of Kai’s Nike trainers being pressed firmly onto my balls. The more I yelled out in pain, the more pressure Kai applied. He would dig his toes into my genitals, I wanted to grab hold of his trainer and push it away but I was handcuffed and my legs were being held down so I had no choice but to take it. “AHHHH KAI STOP AHHH!!! I yell out.
“The way you stopped when I would beg you to stop every single time you bullied me?” Kai responded and he dug his toes even deeper in. The pain made me call out more and I knew then that nothing I could say would stop him. You might be thinking “why didn’t you try telling him how sorry you were?” Well that’s because at that moment, I wasn’t and as I had nothing nice to say, the only sound I let out were my cries of pain.
“AHH! AHH! AHH! AHH!” Kai was now repeatedly stamping on my genitals, I was worried he would cause some long term damage to them. Thankfully for me he didn’t. “This is for all the times you and Corey had bullied me!” He said. Soon afterwards he had stopped and the other guys praised him for the good work he had been doing to make me suffer. Kai looked back at me and said “let me kick his balls” and the whole shop cheered.
“NO! NO! KAI NO!” I said. The gay gang held me in place, everybody was watching and yet all I could focus on was Kai eyeing me up the way a wolf eyes up a sheep before it lunches towards it. I try to break free from the gay gang’s grasp but it is no use. I shake my head frantically “Kai don’t it!” I say. Kai had already made his decision though “on a count to 3!” He announced.
Everybody in the shop counted “1..2…” I closed my eyes tightly and braced myself for the kick but it didn’t come. I opened my eyes and saw that Kai was still standing there staring at me. I felt a sense of relief, I could relax a bit. Kai may have been upset with all the times that I bullied him but I didn’t think he’d have been able to bring himself to…
When I least expected it, the swift kick of his trainer connected straight to my balls at full power, I let out the loudest cry of pain I had done so far in the shop, the gay gang loosened their grip on me and I collapsed straight onto the floor. All I wanted to do was wrap my hands around my balls to comfort them but as I was still in handcuffs, I did not have that privilege, instead I had to resort to wrapping my legs around my balls instead. I had curled my whole body into a foetus position and laid on the floor with the pain racing through me whilst everybody cheered and praised Kai.
A few years after that day, a mate of mine got into the unfortunate position of being kicked in the balls after saying the wrong thing to a woman he tried flirting with at a bar. At that moment the pain I had felt from the kick to the balls that Kai gave me came flooding back to me. I felt bad for my mate, I did and yet I could not help but think “at least you had your underwear and jeans on to protect you, I didn’t have any of that” being kicked in the balls naked is an experience that I never wish to go through ever again and yet I couldn’t blame Kai one bit for doing it.
Going back to the shop again now, I was curled up on the floor for what felt like an eternity. The only thing I was grateful for was it appeared that I was at least able to have a little break from my torture, even if it was probably so that everybody could celebrate the moment rather than for my own wellbeing. I could work out Terry saying “let’s take his handcuffs off him for a bit, least we know the boy has no chance of escaping with the door being locked and he’s hardly in a position to fight as he now has a good idea of what will happen to him if he steps out of line! I want to see how co-operative he can be” and everybody agreed. Terry came over to me and removed my handcuffs, he said “once you have recovered, you are to get on your knees and suck our cocks again, if you try to do anything, your handcuffs will go straight back on and you’ll be back to getting tortured again, do you understand boy?”
I felt defeated. The realisation hit me. I wasn’t the tough guy I thought it was. Sucking cock was better for me than going through painful torture, I just couldn’t take the pain, especially when it’s happening on my genitals. I had some pleasure from sucking cock but I wasn’t one for pain, I learned that lesson the hard way. That was the second moment where I began to realise that I was learning something, first was my arousal for sucking cocks. I just nodded and said “yes”.
“Good! Then we’ll move on to the next stage after that!” Terry grinned.
I struggled to get my words out through the pain “wh…what do you mean?”
No I couldn’t take anymore. This whole thing has been stretched out long enough now. I wanted to be out of there, I had to find a way to escape but how? The shop door keys are at Dylan’s back pocket, it would be a case of a swift pick pocket, sprint to the door, unlock it and outrun them then I’m free! Oh for god sake no Miles, pull yourself together, you could barely make it to the door earlier without being grabbed! You’ll just have to let them know how sorry you are for all the trouble you caused earlier… are you sorry though? Fuck no! Then what? Is it better to take everything they give to you rather than being sorry? At least if I take everything they dish out to me, I can say I toughed it all out! It would just have to be for me to know, there’s no way I can ever confess that to Corey or anybody else but then these fags will get away with it! So what then? Run outside naked? In broad daylight for all to see? I wanted to scream. I hated these fags! “Please…” I whisper to myself “I need help”.
As if by a miracle, it was though some form of good faith heard me, there was a knock on the shop door, followed by a voice that appeared to be from a young guy around my age saying “yo? Helllooo?! Why is the shop closed at this time of the day?”
“Shit… who the hell is asking questions?” Jasper asked.
Dylan shook his head and said “I’ll take care of it”.
“Wait… we need to hide the pig” Liam said as he pointed to me.
“HELLOOO?!!” The voice outside continued “I can hear talking, is anybody gonna answer me?!”
“Quick hide him in the back room!” Dylan whispered. I was picked up by the gay gang and taken into the back room.
“How are all we all meant to fit into the back room?” Jake asked.
“Some of you just hide under the counter or near any of the isles, quickly!” Dylan was getting anxious.
“YOOO!!!” The guy outside knocked on the door louder “I KNOW SOMEBODY IS IN THERE!”
“Okay I’m coming!” Dylan answered. The rest of the guys hid and I was in the back room with the gay gang, laid on the floor. I heard the rattling of Dylan’s keys and the sound of the door opening. This could be my chance! Everybody is spaced apart from each other, I’m not in handcuffs so now I have an advantage of being able to shove away anybody who tries to grab me but this was going to be extremely risky. I could just shout for help now and hope that the guy would hear. What do I do! Try to run or shout? Fuck this was hard!
“Yoo man! What’s going on here? Why’s the shop closed bruv?”
“Look I’m sorry we’ve had to close the shop due to an emergency, we will be open again from tomorrow” Dylan explained.
Ohh does this mean they actually plan to free me by end of today? Or will I just be unlucky enough to be moved to another location?
“Do you have some other people in there with you bro? I heard another voice talking” The guy asked.
“Yes… we are having some maintenance done and we’re also doing some first aid training as well so please don’t be alarmed if you hear anybody that sounds like they’re in distress, we’ve hired 2 actors to play as casualties” Dylan said.
The bastard was 2 steps ahead of me. This other guy he’s speaking to sounds like a real chav! I don’t think I would want this guy to see me, I doubt he’d be able to even understand any of it! I just want to get home that’s all I want to do. I was panicking, I could feel the opportunity slipping away but I just didn’t know what to do. I could only hope that the chav outside did not believe a single word of that lame bullshit excuse that Dylan just made, unfortunately for me, the chav seemed like the exact sort of person that would believe that.
“Ahh okay! I was gonna stop by to get some drinks but I’ll try the other shop then, I’ll come back tomorrow! Later then bruv hope all goes with the first aid training n maintenance innit!” The guy said.
I fucking knew it.
“No worries, have a good day!” Dylan shouted after him.
Oh god! No! Ohhh! Fuck it I have to take the plunge, now! Without thinking, I quickly stood up, Jason reached out to grab me but I pushed him back, I did the same when Terry tried to grab me too.
“HEY!” Jasper yelled. Jasper made his way to grab me but I shoved him which caused him to fall backwards into Kai and the 2 of them went crashing into one of the shop isles, a load of stuff on the shelves fell on top of them. Liam grabbed me from behind and I walked backwards which sent back into the wall behind us and I was able to elbow his face which caused him to let out wince of pain and he let go of me. Jake and Thomas made a grab for me but I was able to slip past them both, Eugene was closing in, Dylan tried to quickly shut the door but he was a second too slow. I pulled him away from the door and I bolted straight out of the shop, outside in the broad daylight in nothing but my birthday suit. Dylan, Eugene and Steve were close behind me, the others were catching up.
It hurt my bare feet sprinting on the concrete floor but all I could focus on was losing my pursuers. I couldn’t even get my bearings to see if anybody else could see me, thankfully my experience in playing sport meant that I was physically better in outrunning them. They soon stopped chasing me which was because of how suspicious a group of people chasing after a naked person looked. I headed into an alleyway and I stopped to catch my breath. I felt so relieved to have escaped! Then I felt the cold air against my naked body and the realisation hit me, I had to figure out a way to get back home, naked and in broad daylight!
The next stage of my struggle was about to begin, at least the guys in the shop knew why I was naked, nobody out here does…
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