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I had been at the
facility for a week, when Gonzales came in the room, while we were having a
group therapy session. He addressed me.
“Rick. Ashley has
informed me, that you are not working the program. You don’t take the word during
therapy sessions enough. Your contribution to the session is small remarks from
time to time. So I am putting you on a challenge as a consequence. Maria has
asked me to pay special attention to you because you are such a person, who
could choose just to wait until you are an adult instead of healing yourself.
The challenge starts tomorrow and we are not going to inform you of the nature
of the challenge.” He left after this attack.
Bianca gave me a
remark. “Challenges are tough. Now I feel pity for you. Ironic, is it not?”
The next morning we
lined up. Somehow I had forgotten about the challenge when a guard came over to
Ashley carrying a bag. Suddenly I saw how nervous the mules became. Some of
them sobbed and Bianca had tears running down her cheeks.
Ashley took me over to
the cart and I was connected normally. Then they removed the leather piece,
which covered my genital. I blushed when I stood exposed in front of almost all
the mules.
Ashley noticed my
embarrassment. “Relax Rick. Soon you will have other things to worry about than
a couple of people seeing you naked.” She took a couple of latex gloves for her
hands and then she grabbed some leather piece from the bag. With one hand she
squeezed around the base of my scrotum while she wrapped the piece around it
with the other hand. It could be tightened by a small strap. She tightened it
all it could and it was a little painful.
“So now the ball
stretcher is secured. Give me the other things.”
The guard gave her a weight.
She hooked it on to a small ring at the bottom of the stretcher. When she let
go of the weight, my balls was pulled down hard. My member stood out in all its
pride despite the added weight.
Ashley stood up. “We
have to make sure people can hear you when you are on your way today, because
you will have difficulties carrying the weight after an hour or two. The others
are aware of your challenge and they will be aware of you due to the sound of
the bells and move to the side so you can pass.” She had just finished her
sentence when I for the first time in my life felt the pain from a nipple
clamp. I sunk to my knees. It felt as she had stuck a knife into me. I cried
from pain. Ashley turned to the staff member “Can I get a bigger bit for his
mouth?” When the bit came out, I tried to plead with her. “Ashley. Look I will
participate for real.” She did not believe me. “You are trying to manipulate
me.” The new bit was inserted. It was so big that my jaws were sore within a
minute. Ashley put the other nipple clamp on. I jumped on the spot from the
pain. It was so intense. For a minute I thought that I was going to pass out.
“Now move. It is time
for work.” When I took the first step, I learned that I had to walk slowly
because the weight began to swing which pain as result. There were bells
connected to the clamps and a ringing sounded wherever I came.
An hour later I sank
to my knee due to the weight. Ashley came over and gave me one lash on my
buttock after another. She called Bill and he helped me up. “Man. You have to
be strong. Go on. You can do it.” He followed me the rest of the day. I thought
that I was going to loose my balls. It hurt so much.
Then the whistle
sounded. When I was release from the cart. Bill removed the clamps. I fell to
the ground. It hurt even more having them removed than having them put on. In
the last second he managed to see to that I did not hit the ground too hard. I
came up on my feet again. The stretcher seemed to be a problem. My member was
almost blue from being treated like this all day. Bill called Maris – a girl
from another peer group, who was on a speaking challenge. Instead of a bit-gag,
they had put a tube-gag on her. They made her kneel in front of me and then
they force me forward so my penis entered the tube. It almost made her choke once
it was totally inside her. It was nice having her lick my penis, even tough she
could only use her tongue because of the gag.
Bill released my
scrotum and I came in her mouth at once. First she coughed from all the semen
but then she started to drink it.
Once all the semen had
disappeared inside her mouth I was lead over to the showers and the leather
piece came on again.
At the group therapy
session Ashley told me if I had learned something from my challenge.
“Yes, I thought that I
would die. I have never experienced such a pain. But somehow I managed with
help from Bill, which I would thank him for. I now believe that I can graduate
the program and I will make an effort.”
Tina replied “I it
funny how everything that does not kill you, makes you stronger. I also thought
that I would die in this program and spent very much the first weeks on my
knees crying, but Ashley’s whip and the electric nipple clamps learned me how
to meat a challenge head on. Now I will also will do my best to graduate this
program and re-earn the trust of my family, which I had let down so completely
by using a bicycle without wearing helmet. I am glad that they sent me here due
to my rule-violation regarding setting safety first.”
The others told me
about challenges, which is used on mules, because they can’t be dumped to a
lower level for a rule violation. They all agreed that the challenge Daniel
from peer group 11 got, because he constantly was trying to escape, was the
most severe. It was a seeing / running challenge. All day he hat to work with
an isolation hood on. He was constantly guide by a miner, which had him on a
leash and gave him water through a straw. The but-plug was twice the normal
size. He could only take small steps because they had given him leg-irons on and
he was given a special cart, which could load up to
When the normal work
stopped they took him up to a track field near the school where she inserted a
steel plug instead of the normal one. Still wearing leg-irons and with the
miner running next to him to ensure that he did not fall they connected the
leash to a four-wheeled bike and dragged him round the field for an hour before
releasing him.
When he was release
that evening the harness had cut into his flesh and he had to be in his bed for
two days while his wounds healed. After this day he did not try to escape
anymore.
In the end Ashley
stood up and told us that she was leaving tonight. In fact her parents were
already waiting for her in the reception. Her last duty was to appoint Jack as
the new mentor for the group. We all hugged before she left. I never saw Ashley
again, but to this day I thank her for the lessons she told me, regardless of
the fact that they were given me in such a cruel manner.
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