There he stands. In his jockstraps, tied to the timber and heavily spanked for a while now. The soldiers take full control over their poor victim. “Lick it” Becko orders and brings the huge dildo towards Alik´s tongue. Then he moves the wet toy right into his hole. No mercy. No softness. Just in. Just a few strokes then out with it. And in again. The boy moans in terror as his body sweats like hell in the heat of the attic.
Suddenly the guys stop. Alik just hears a noise that could be from gloves like doctors use. Oh god, what a pain. Mecko is leading his hand straight into the guy´s arse. Then he forms a fist and gets deeper into it. What desperate moans now. Yes, he is fisting the guy. No stretching before. No nothing. Just rough penetration.
Mecko is turning his fist to every side trying to hurt his victim as much as possible. What a feeling of power to be physically inside of a human, Mecko thinks. Now it´s Becko´s turn. First he fingers him. But a few seconds later his hand goes right into the young man´s hole.
Alik´s body is hurting now. His arse is burning and he can feel the soldiers hand deep inside. Now even Mecko puts his fingers in, too. It´s his turn again. He moves his hands in and out. Fast and faster. Then he turns his fist inside to the left – then to the right. As he is torturing Alik, Becko keeps spanking the guy´s arse fiercely.
Break. What a relief for the young man. He thought he was going to die. The soldiers turn him around and Becko again starts to shout at the guy and beats him up.
Time to prepare him for the next chapter of torment. They turn him on his stomach and eagle-spread him on a paste table. Ready to get what he deserves....
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