How To Rape A Straight Guy by Sullivan, Michel (phonics reader .TXT) š
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Through the whole thing, Shayes was screaminā, āLemme go, you fuckinā faggots! Help! Help me! Fire! Fire! Faggot! Keep the fuck off me! Motherfuckers! Help! Police!ā
The second we were inside, I kicked the door closed, behind me. Then Wayne anā Lenny grabbed some rope anā tied Shayesā ankles back together -- at light speed, it seemed. Now that he couldnāt kick, they helped me force his arms up over his head anā slip the strap around his wrists into the ring at the end of the cable. Then they pulled the cable up, forcinā him to hang by his wrists. Now he was danglinā off the floor. He could struggle anā curse anā spit as much as he wanted, but he sure as shit wasnāt goinā nowhere.
Iād taken most of the beatinā -- at least, I got it from the point where Shayes got outside; once things were back under control, I saw Wayne had a cut over his eye anā Lenny had a nosebleed. Anā both of āem were pissed.
āWhat thā fuck happened?ā I asked āem.
Wayne glared at Lenny anā said, āWe were tying his feet to the bed posts, first his left foot and then his right. But Lenny cut the straps around his ankles before Iād secured his left foot. He kicked Lenny and rammed a knee into my back and slipped his hands under his butt before I could do anything to stop him. He yanked off his blindfold and got to the door. I tackled him, but he punched me. Then he ran outside. He was screaming the whole time; didnāt you hear him?ā
āNot a word,ā I said. āShit.ā
Then I looked at Shayes. He was hanginā from the chain like a side of beef, half his shirt torn away, his shorts āround his hips, his briefs at an angle. He had curled his arms to pull himself up to try anā free himself from the straps, but they were caught too well inside the ring anā he couldnāt get a good hold of the cable to pull himself up higher.
Any questions I had ābout what we were gonna do vanished. Lookinā back, I can see thatās when somethinā else took over. Unstoppable. No barriers. No control. Somethinā Iād only got near to once before, when I lost out on āChadā anā ripped into the first thing available. The animal in me smelled blood. Smelled its meat. Was lookinā at it anā...lovinā the idea of it. It couldnāt of been stopped now if Iād tried. If Iād even wanted to. It was somethinā that just had to happen. Anā all that worry anā bullshit Iād been fussinā over went out with the trash. What I needed -- deep down needed -- meant ten times more to me...no, a thousand times more than anything else Iād ever even thought about. Ever considered. The animal...the lion...the jackal...whatever, it needed to be fed. Even if it meant prison. Even if it meant hell.
I grabbed Shayesā ankles anā yanked him down. The straps dug into his wrists anā he cried out. He still tried to kick me, but I had control of him, now. I lifted his legs up, curled my right arm up under them, addinā to the pressure on his wrists. Yeah, they were good legs. Damn good. Anā they were mine, now. I let my fingers slip between āem just above his knees, anā I leaned in real close.
āWhat thā fuck you think youāre pullinā, bitch?ā I asked, real soft anā low.
Shayes snarled back, āYou touch me, motherfucker, Iāll fuckinā kill you!ā
I chuckled anā smacked his ass with my left hand. āMake up your mind, bitch. Iām a fatherfucker or a motherfucker; I canāt be both. Or can I?ā
I dropped his legs. He jangled there, gruntinā in pain ācause of his wrists.
āWhatād you get to spread his legs?ā I asked Wayne.
He showed me a foot restraint -- two soft straps at each end of a two foot long pole. I took it anā looked it over. The buckles were tarnished anā the leather lips had creases where theyād been used. I smiled anā tightly wrapped one of the straps around Shayesā left ankle, usinā his sock to pad it. He tried to fight me off, but Wayne anā Lenny grabbed his legs anā body to hold him still.
āWhat the fuckāre you think youāre gonna do!?ā Shayes asked. āYou gonna kill me!? Youād better! You fuckinā touch me, youād fuckinā better fuckinā kill me!ā
I just sneered at him anā said to Lenny, āHold his right leg at the knee.ā
Lenny did what I said, anā I untied the rope around Shayesā ankles. He tried to kick us away, but he couldnāt get the leverage, this time, so I was able to force the leather strap around his right ankle. Now his legs were under control.
āIt wonāt be any good for you, faggot,ā Shayes said. āIām gonna fight you the whole time.ā
Then I went to the cable anā lowered Shayes so he could stand instead of hang. He could barely keep upright, even if he didnāt move around so much, so he stood pretty still. He was thinkinā a mile a minute. Tryinā to figure out how he could talk his way out of this. Prayinā he could.
āListen, man,ā he said. āIām not queer. So it wonāt be any good for you. Listen to me! Iām a cop. If -- if you do this to me -- any of you -- anā if -- if you do kill me, itās a capital offense. My buddiesāll come lookinā for you. Theyāll find you! And itās the needle! For all of you! Canāt you see how dumb that is?ā
In answer, I just stepped back anā opened my arms, sayinā to Lenny anā Wayne, āYou boys wanna do the honors?ā
Wayne
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