CHAPTER ONE;

 

The beginning. First Day

 

It has been 3 months since I was released from my prison for a charge that was called political sabotage and insurrection against the state.  I have been asked by the underground revolutionary guard to tell the story of what happened to me and my wife.  They hope to make this story a permanent part of the historical archives for future generations showing what happens when a government is taken over by extremists and insanity.  And God knows, that is what happened to our government. 

 

Since this account begins 2 years ago and continued under extreme stress, parts of my memory may be a bit disconnected and hazy.  But, I will try and fulfill as accurate an account of that 2 years of captivity as possible.

 

In early 2000, I began to write essays on the internet outlining what was happening in our society and how our government was perpetuating misery around the world.  I never did find out for sure if those essays were what brought us to the attention of the political authorities, but assume so, since I had not engaged in any other sort of resistance to the authorities.   Since our country had the largest and most advanced military in the world, the misery the government caused by using the military was unchecked, even on its own citizens.  And this account is concerned with the misery of some of its own citizens.

 

This begins when a group of armed men quietly broke into our house without waking us at 2 AM one night.  Putting my wife and I under ‘arrest’.  We were not allowed to dress, we were both in pajamas, we were handcuffed and taken outside to a van with no windows, chained to the interior and blindfolded.  It was a long ride and I know that I dozed off a couple of times for a short period.   Both of us were uncomfortable at the least since the floor was metal with no padding at all on it.  Every bump in the road tended to be painful after a while. 

 

Finally, the van slowed down, we made several stops very briefly and we could hear people talking but it was muffled and could not tell anything about it, and we heard clanging as though gates were being closed behind us. 

 

The van finally stopped and we were dragged out of the back of the van and mostly dragged over a fairly rough concrete floor for what must have been at least 100 yards, heard a door being unlocked and we were pushed into a room, the door closed and locked and our bully guards left.  It was rather cool and damp in the room so I assumed we were probably underground.  We were able to remove our blindfolds and found that the room was small, with a very pale light coming through a 6” X 6” hole in the door.  We were both bruised and tired after the painful ride, so we spooned together as best we could and tried to get some rest. 

 

I presumed it was the next morning that we were awakened and marched down a long hall to a very large room, nearly the size of a basketball court with seating on the sides.  At one end there was a table with a man and a woman in military uniform sitting with a stack of file folders by each.  We were marched up to within 6 feet of the table, halted and told to stand there and make no sound.  When we looked at the floor, our toes were on a white painted line on the floor, and we noticed there were hash marks across this line in about 4 foot intervals.  The two people at the table were officers by their insignia.  The woman had a majors oak leaf and the man a captains bars.  They never looked up at us and continued to read in the folders at their table.

 

After what seemed like about 15 minutes, more people in hand cuffs and varying states of dress were marched in and lined up with my wife and I.  Finally, there were 8 of us, 4 men and 4 women. 

 

At this point, the woman at the table looked up, signaled to someone at the back of the room, and a door was slammed shut and a lock turned.  The woman stood up, walked around the table and slowly walked down the line of captives looking us all up and down with a scowl on her face. 

 

When she reached the end of the line, she went around the table to her chair and started to address us in a loud and military manner.  Because this was 2 years ago and in a rather frightening situation, this is what I recall that she said.

 

“You all have been sent here for crimes against the state.  You are at a military base where you will serve your sentence.  Crimes of your nature are no longer sent to a civilian prison, but rather to military bases.  While here, you will obey any order by anyone in uniform.  As you may know, the military has its own rank and privilege and so higher rank takes precedence over lower rank in any orders given to you.  Any, and I mean any hesitation at carrying out the orders given to you will result in very strict and harsh punishment.  No matter what the order is, it is to your distinct advantage to carry it out immediately.  You are to be trained for about 3-6 months in the nature of the tasks you will be required to carry out.  The training may seem harsh to you but it will enable you to carry out your orders with the least amount of punishment for not doing so in the manner that is expected of you.  I know you are now wondering what types of tasks are to be expected of you.  It is sexual and entertainment.  Every base now has its sexual and entertainment section.  You will notice that all of you are over 40 years old.  That is because the smaller and less significant bases get the least desirable of the arrests.  The larger bases get first choices of what is available which is the younger and better looking of those arrested.  I have specialized in training the older of those arrested to be of value to the base personal.  I am now going to allow you one opportunity and only one to ask questions, so ask them now, there will never be another time until you are released”.  

 

The man next to me promptly asked why he was there.  He said he had never done anything violent in his life.  The woman major laughed and said, “You think that violence is the only reason you would be punished? Oh no, not true.  If you said anything that expressed discontent with the government, you could end up in a base like this”.   The man spoke up again and asked what he was charged with and how long his sentence was and what about a trial.  The major said, “I can’t answer the first two questions, but as for the third, there was no trial.  The information against you was presented to a judge and he decided whether to incarcerate you or not.  We are not given the information about the charges, evidence or sentence.  What I can tell you is that your length of sentence is entirely dependent on the judge who sentenced you and it is arbitrary and can be changed at any time.  We don’t know how long you are to be here serving us.  We have nearly carte blanche in how we deal with you.  Your service is intended to increase moral of the troops with sexual service and entertainment.  The more satisfactory you perform, the better the individual reports that we have to fill out on a monthly bases, will be sent back to the judge”. 

 

Since that seemed to be the substance of why and how we were to be there, there were no more questions.  The major then said, “Fine, glad you all understand how this is going to be.  Your training will begin now. A guard stepped in front all of us and removed the handcuffs.  You will keep in mind that any hesitation or unwillingness to perform what ever you are told to do, will result in punishment that is far worse than the task.  The first task is for you all to strip naked, NOW!  As you strip, you will notice there is a box behind you to put your clothes in; you will not need them until you leave”

 

A woman at the other end of the line started sobbing and said she just couldn’t do this.  The major made a hand signal and the woman screamed.  Behind us stood 4 big men with cattle prods, batons and tazars on their belts.  The man closest to the woman who objected had just done a shock with the prod on the woman ass.  He then drew his tazar and shocked her again.  She collapsed, twitching uncontrollably and trying to scream.  The major waited patiently and when the woman had recovered somewhat, the major said, “Strip now or it will get worse; this is just a taste of punishment.  What are the rest of you doing?  Stop staring and get naked or get the same”. 

 

Needless to say the rest of us turned our attention immediately from the women to getting our clothes off.  The woman struggled out of what she had on and finally, all of us were in line, naked. 

 

The major then said, “What has just happened is expected.  There are always individuals that think they cannot do what we order and must be convinced otherwise.  Believe me, we are good at convincing and will do so.  Moreover, there is going to be big changes to you.  We have the chemical means to keep you in a constant state of intense to moderate sexual excitement.  There is going to be body modification as well that will be permanent without surgical intervention, and in some cases, cannot be reversed.  So get used to the idea.  You may be wondering what modifications I am talking about.  I will give you two examples for men and women.  Men, you are going to have a nearly total and constant erection and its size will be increased.  Also, we are going to over time, stretch you balls down a minimum of 6 inches and increase dramatically the size of your balls.  You will be hung more like a bull than a human.   Women, your nipples will increase in size by at least ˝ inch, and become a minimum of 2 inches long.  Your clit will be enlarged and lengthened till it is about 2-3 inches long.  These are some of the modifications that will be done.  Like I said, some will be permanent.   So now we will begin with one change”.

 

 The major made a hand signal and a cart was wheeled in from the side with a man in a white lab coat pushing it.  He started at the opposite end of our line, and gave two injections, one in each hip of each person.  When I got mine, I was amazed at how rapidly I experienced whatever it was they injected.  I almost immediately felt warmth spreading throughout my body, especially in my genitals.  At the same time I felt an intense, and I do mean intense desire to have sexual contact. 

 

The major then said, “Ok, now the first lesson.  Unless you are told otherwise, whenever you are in the presence of uniformed people, you will lock your fingers behind your head, spread your elbows out, parallel with your shoulders and thrust your hips forward and spread your feet about 3 feet apart. DO IT NOW!  This is called the presentation and you want to get used to it because you will use it a lot”. 

 

Since we were all standing relatively close together, we had to expand the line, and that is what we found the hash marks were for.  They were the correct distance apart for the required presentation stance.  When we were finally all in the correct position, the major then called the 4 men out of line and had us stand facing each other in 2 pairs so that the women in the line could observe us as well as the major and the captain.   Then the major said, “You will now to start familiarizing yourself with another mans body.  You will each take hold of the others testicles and begin rolling them in your hand, gradually increasing pressure.  You will increase the pressure until one of you begins to cry, or changes position or cums.  You will take careful notice of just how much pressure this is and remember it.  The one who first begins to cry or changes position or cums gets punished. BEGIN”.

 

The guy I was opposite reached down for my balls as I did his and we began to roll each others balls in our hand and start to apply pressure.  As the pressure began to mount for me, I also increased my pressure on him and he groaned.  After a short time, the pain in my balls was really bad and I could feel a scream start to form.  At this point, I noticed the working of the injections.  I was also becoming extremely horny and as the pressure and pain in my balls increased I started to feel like I was going to cum.  From the look on the other guys face, he was experiencing the same thing.  Then the other guy did something interesting, he began to use his arm to stroke his cock and within a few seconds, he came all over my belly in big globby spurts.  The other two men seemed to be having much the same experience as I heard one gasp and cry out in sexual climax.  The major clapped her hands and said enough.  Get back in line except for the two that had had an orgasm. 

 

The major signaled someone behind us and we heard something else being wheeled into the center of the floor.  We were ordered to turn around to watch and assume the stance.  In front of us were two metal frames with all kinds of hooks and eye bolts along its perimeter.  The two men who had orgasmed were tied into the frame spread eagled with their feet a good 6 feet apart and were pulled very tight.  They were obviously very uncomfortable and in pain and were left there to endure. 

 

The major then had us turn back around and called up the two pairs of women and had them face each other as the men had.   The major then gave them their instructions;  “As you saw from the experience of the men, you are going to learn how to inflict and take pain that is sexual.  Since you are now all primed from the drugs for having an orgasm, this is what you will do.  You will each be given a dry corncob.  You will spread the lips of the other person and begin dragging the cob over the clit, gradually increasing the pressure.  The first one to break position, cum or begin crying loses and will be punished with the two men. BEGIN!”

 

With that the two women took the corncobs from the guards by them and begin to rasp up and down across the delicate membrane and clit of the woman in front of them.  The pain must have been excruciating by the looks on their faces and as they increased the pressure you could also observe the same change take place as with the men.  Mixed with the pain, came the sexual excitement, and the abrasion on the clit, while of extreme pain from the roughness of the cob, was also bringing both women close to an orgasm.  Finally, one woman from each pair, almost at the same time, had intense orgasms by the sounds they made and the copious fluids that ran from their vagina.   The major had them stop, had us all turn around and face the men that were strung up and had the two women escorted by the guards up to the framework.   The major then had the two women fit very tight rings around the base of each of the men’s cocks and stimulate them to erection with their hands and mouths.  This didn’t take long as the drugs in us were still very much in evidence.  When the men were as hard as they were going to get, the women were ordered to mount them, of course putting much more strain on their arms since they were hanging in the frame.  After the women had their legs wrapped around the men’s waist and the hard cocks inside them, they were chained to the men so that they couldn’t move, with very tight wrappings of their arms around the necks of the men and their legs virtually welded to the asses of the men.  Then the guards brought out 4 mechanisms that I had seen pictures of.  They were called fucking machines.  They could be set to strokes of varying length and speed and worked at any angle.  The guards positioned the four machines so that the dildos on the end of the shafts poked at the entry of all four ass holes.  The dildos were lubed and the motors turned on and the dildos began to push into the unfortunate asses.  The problem was that the tip of the dildos was quite small, so that it had little resistance to begin entering, but rapidly expanded to what appeared close to three inches in diameter at the base.  The motors were started very slow and only penetrated a couple of inches to begin with.  Shortly, the control unit that the major held was turned up for depth of penetration and as they went deeper, they expanded the anus and the pain began.  The major explained the men’s anal dildo was aimed in such a way as to stimulate the prostrate on a continuous basis, and the women’s was to rub the men’s penis through the vagina, bringing the men to constant arousal and orgasm.  She then set the control a bit faster.  The increasing of the depth and speed of the dildos was done gradually since as the major explained, we don’t want to tear up the anus on the first day.  However, it wasn’t long before the four so wrapped up in each other began to feel the intense pain of an over expanded anus and they began to plead and cry from the pain.  But the major only upped the depth a bit more, keeping the speed at about one cycle per 5 seconds.  Then the sexual excitement also began to kick in and the pain started to bring the men to orgasm.  Since the bindings on each pair made it impossible for the men to move their hips in the fucking motion, the sole stimulation was the anal dildos in the women.  For the two women’s part, they were able to move their hips up and down slightly, stimulating their clits, which they proceeded to do.  Considering what was just done to that part of their bodies from the corn cobs, that must have been quite painful also.  Pretty soon, all four of them were crying, screaming in pain and having orgasms almost continuously.  Then the major set the stroke to max.  The intensification of the size of the dildos brought more pain to the four and the screaming and pleading to stop was almost continuous. 

 

After about 30 minutes of this, the control was shut off and the four were released from the framework.  We were all put in line again in the position.  All the men had hardons and precum dripping from their dicks and the women were all dripping copiously from their vaginas. 

 

The major then said, “Ok, that was minor punishment, and you even got some enjoyment with the pain.  From now on, it is only pain for punishment.  Understood?  Here are your first set of rules.  Not one of you ever is to touch their genitals or ass hole without being told  to, otherwise you always have to have someone else touch you in any capacity.  You take a shit, someone else wipes you clean; and you never ever masturbate unless ordered to.   If you are caught doing any of this, the punishment will be quite severe.  You are only to cum on command from someone in uniform or someone appointed by a uniform. 

 

“Now we are going to begin the modification on the men”.  She then had a woman wheel out a small cart that had some round metallic drums on them of various sizes.  The major had her fit weights to the four men’s testicles.  There were several sizes of internal diameter and weights that were matched up individually.  Only one of our group took a smaller diameter and an initial lighter weight because his balls were a bit small. 

The other three men, including myself had two lb. weights put on their balls.  It hurt and we groaned as they were snapped and locked into place.  The major told us that we would be wearing these 24/7 for some time, so, to get used to it. 

 

For the women, she began by anal training and expansion.  She had inserted in each a 6 inch two inch butt plug and a belt to hold it in place.  They were told that it would be taken out only once a day only to take a shit and the size would be increased up to four inches over time.  

 

Then, the major announced that it had been a long afternoon and we would begin the training again in the morning and until that time, we would be paired off and escorted to 4 separate rooms for now, and she reminded us, “You damned well better remember what the rules are because we and my staff can view you 24/7 by camera and it would go much easier on us if we just did it the way we were told”.  With that, I was paired with my wife, thank goodness, and we were all escorted to a little room with some strange uncomfortable looking sleeping arrangements in it and some plumbing we had no idea what it was there for.  We would find out soon enough I figured.  We both collapsed onto a rubber type of floor pad in the room and promptly fell asleep.

 

          Day Two

 

We were abruptly awakened after what seemed a few hours of sleep.  The woman who came into the cell was in uniform and held the cattle prod at the ready and she informed us it was 5:30 in the morning and our training was to begin now.  My wife was going to get some training in being dominant and I was to get sub training. 

 

She directed me over to a stand that was in the shape of a triangle perpendicular to the floor, the angle was very big.  She told me to get on my hands and knees and back up to the stand.  Because the angle was very large, it soon had my legs spread to the extent of being a little painful just from that.  She next directed my wife to go to the drawer in the cabinet nearby and take out the #1 dildo and screw it in place on the receptacle at the apex of the triangle.  She then was to lube it up well, as well as lubing my ass hole well too.  When she was done, I was ordered to back up and push the dildo into my ass, all the way.  It was large enough that it hurt considerable but didn’t seem to be tearing anything so I gradually pushed back until I could feel the edge of the triangle.  I was then ordered to fuck the dildo, and to do a good job of it for 10 minutes.  By the end of 10 minutes, my ass was really sore; it felt like it was raw.  Meanwhile, while I was getting my ass fucked, my wife filled a canister hung up about 4 feet above my head that appeared to hold between 1-2 quarts of liquid.  I heard the military lady say it was to be fairly hot water, about 110 degrees and have quite a bit of Bonners peppermint soap in it.  Using a thermometer, my wife got the can filled.  The woman told her that there were two sets of controls on the side of the triangle.  One released the water from the canister into my guts and the other allowed it to drain out.  She ordered my wife to start the release the water into my ass, which she did.  It was a two quart container and it hurt by the time it was finished emptying.   I had cramps and felt distended big time and started to groan and whimper.  The woman told me to shut up and endure it, that this was to be a regular ritual every morning.   I was to hold this for 10 minutes while my wife was to massage my stomach, hard, forcing the liquid to slosh around even more and increased the cramps and pain.  Finally, the valve was opened and I was emptied out.  This procedure was done twice more, with the third one done with very icy cold water that caused really severe cramping, God but the pain was awful.  The woman in charge of us said it would be like that every time and get used to it.  Then, we both were ordered to piss into a container, and since neither of us could touch our genitals, the other had to position and direct everything.  Then we were ordered to take a shower and wash each other and when finished, were led down a hall to another room with tables, obviously where everyone ate, including the convicts at this time.  Since the convicts were the only naked people in the room, we got a lot of attention and lewd remarks.  It was very embarrassing.  Here, we did not have to assume the position unless someone specifically ordered us to.  When we had gone through the line and taken our trays to a table, a captain came up to us and ordered we assume the position.  He then took a soup spoon and proceeded to whack each of the men on the balls. With the heavy weight pressing the balls tight at the bottom of the sack, it really really hurt, so bad my knees almost bent and tears came to my eyes.  I groaned loudly, as did the rest of the men in our party.  Then the captain went to each woman and slapped her hard on the clit with the spoon.  Two of them screamed in pain and the men in the dining room laughed loud and long.  The captain looked satisfied and went back to finish his meal.  My balls were so sore now it was difficult to even sit down so I tried sitting on the very edge of the chair so they hung down and didn’t touch anything.   I managed to choke down the breakfast and drink a cup of coffee and then all 8 of us were marched out of the room to the basketball style court room.  They had us toe the white line in position and then had us all injected again in each hip and we were left standing there for about 15 minutes.  The drugs of course began working and the men had raging erections and were dripping pre cum copiously.  The 4 women were each dripping continuously from their pussy.   When the captain and major came in, the men were paired off again like yesterday but one of us in each pair was directed to get on their knees.  Now I have never had a dick in my mouth, I am not bisexual and am generally turned off even thinking about it.  But there I was with a hard dick just inches away from my mouth.  The major says with a grin on her face, “ok boys, you remember what it feels like when a woman sucks your dick, now you do it, NOW.   Here is the challenge.  After the first one cums, you switch partners.  So the first one to get the standing guy to come twice, wins.  The first one to come then is the winner and the slow sucker gets punished”.  I was able to get my guy to come right away and had to wait about a minute for the other guy to come.  Then we switched suckers and I started to work on the new guy.  I did everything I knew to do, including rolling his balls in my hand and putting a lot of pressure on them like we had the previous day, but he came just after the other pair did and I was to be punished.  The drugs are keeping me agitated anyway and now I feel scared.  If yesterday was mild, what did they have in store for me now? 

 

Another contraption was wheeled in.  The major said, “This man is going to be punished for not doing better.  I want you all to notice the pain he will experience and encourage you to be very active and to do each task as best and as quickly as you are ordered.  This demonstration will provide incentive for you to keep in mind what will happen to you if you slack off”.  The contraption had a long vertical pole in the center with a pretty large very long dildo on the end, it appeared to be 2 feet long, at least.  There was no way I could live through that length being shoved up my ass.  A guard came over and put padded leather cuff on my wrists and ankles.  They led me over to the a small platform and had me stand on it, they then had an electric winch let down a chain and hook for an overhead beam and attached my wrist cuffs to the hook.  They then started to raise the chain until my butt was just about even with the end of the dildo.  They then spread my legs and started to lower me on the dildo that thankfully was well greased.  When it was about 8 inches inside me, they took my legs and fastened my ankles to the rod under me with the dildo up my ass.  They then moved a tall bar with another long dildo on the end and the whole thing was supported by a light framework with the dildo pointing straight down.  They brought the dildo over my mouth and ordered me to open up.  They then started lowering the dildo until it started to poke the back of my throat.  I could feel the retching start and they operated a small pump on the side of the dildo, blowing it up till my mouth was completely distended and very painful.  I could just barely breath through my nose and I was scared that I might upchuck and drown myself.  This whole set up suspended me with my feet about a foot off the floor and my head tilted back at an extreme angle.  The captain then got into the act with a big grin on his face.  He and the major and two guards took long fairly thick leather straps about 3 feet long and had a wooden handle on one end.  They began to beat me.  Two men on the front and the captain and the major at my back.  Oh my god but that hurt, and it was all over me.  I don’t thing they missed a square inch of skin.  They did avoid my genitals and head, but the rest of me was fair game.  The whipping went on for what seemed hours.  I was just short of loosing consciousness, I couldn’t scream or cry out, I had to hang there and take it.  My whole body was on fire.  They had obviously done this many times because they always eased back just before I would lose consciousness.  This time I did not even come close to having an orgasm from the pain.  It was just pain and I was in misery.  They finally released me from this thing and I fell on the floor and twitched from the pain of the beating, barely conscious.  I was told later that the major called over the man I had been sucking on and hadn’t come in time and had him roll me on my back and suck me till I had an orgasm.   I was told I did, but I honestly have no recollection of it.  I was lifted up and laid on a cart and taken to the medical room where the doctor tended to me and made sure there was no permanent damage.  I was taken back to the room and my wife was given instruction on how to care for me for the next couple of days till I had healed up.  I understood later that the training for all the others continued without me and I had provided the incentive to really put effort into doing as they wanted.  This included my wife as after the morning enemas she had to give me, dressing my beaten body, she rejoined the school till later in the day when she would return and minister to me.  Even though I was sore as hell and my body was welted and different colors, I got only two days off.