Training Desmond


Desmond woke. His headland ached. more than ached. It was as if the Halle-an-der-Saale Orchestra was tuning up inside it and using his pass for a kettleful drum.

Desmond woke and gradually became cognisant of his state of affairs. His peg were stale. He was lying on something very hard. He was outside. The Second Earl Grey light of morning. Rain clouds overhead. A railroad train was coming. He was lying on something hard. It was vibrating.

Desmond's thoughts merged. His Ball damage. He sat up and agony ripped through him. He lay down again. His balls scathe. He couldn't see his Lucille Ball. He explored with his bridge player. His balls were bleeding. They were fixed to something. A wagon train was coming. He was lying on a railway track and a train was coming. He fainted.

"Missed the motherfucker,"Ted Rogers sighed as Desmond fainted at the close second and the 350 horsepower diesel shunting locomotive passed harmlessly over Desmond for the tierce time.

"Oh well, next time may be ?"Al suggested to Ted as he stood behind him in the cab.

Al kept an eye on Desmond as Ted opened her up for the rise to Hartly Main Colliery and the old ember patrol wagon thundered harmlessly over Desmond's supine body.

Desmond woke again. This time his psyche worked overtime. He was lying on a railway track.
He had no trousers on, and his balls were nailed to a slumberer with six inch nails.

Actually he was wrong, they had used knitting acerate leaf as six inch nails were not long enough but basically you get the picture.

Desmond tried to sit up but the pain defeated him. He looked round. A tripod with a pad of paper on it. Filming.

He remembered the run. He still couldn't believe he was found not guilty.

Now he understood.

"You all reet Pedo ?"someone asked.

He looked circle,"Up here Pedo,"a girl shouted.

He tried to crane his neck opening, they were standing on a bridge watching.

All the little boys. And not so little male child. The unity he had taken camping with the boy spotter troop. The ones who he kept warm when they cried.

"wagon train's coming mate, I should fuck off if I was you."someone shouted helpfully.

He recognised the boss of the panel laughing. The tribunal usher, his own lawyer, three uniformed policemen.

"Ashley Muppet, Tyne and Wear TV, do you possess any shoemaker's last words ?"a newsman shouted.

"Yeah got any endure words Pedo, trains coming."Trevor ‘ Michael'Kane shouted as he necked another can of King John Smiths.

Desmond stared. The path was vibrating. No it could not be ! Ted had the throttle well over as the 60 yr old form 08 diesel rocked and rolled on the worn out track. It was doing at least 25 miles an hour, 10 faster than it was supposed to go as it swung round the curve ball and Desmond caught sight of it.

"It's fucking amazing,"Al observed,"We been over that cunt what three times ?"

"three times,"Ted agreed.

"And han't done fuck all. Now the dopey cunt is awake he han't got fucking signified to lie down."

Desmond was not thinking straight, he tried pulling the acerate leaf out. The painful sensation was unbearable.
He looked for something, anything.

All he saw was hatred. A bridge wall lined with people who hated him.

He almost lay down and died, but a selfish streak led him to try to preserve his miserable perverted spirit a bit longer and with a superhuman feat he flung himself off the tracks and away from the train.

"Whooo yes !"soul shouted.

The train swept majestically over Desmonds lump which remained skewered to the railway track.

Desmond looked at the bloody mess that had been his ballock. His stopcock skin was mostly missing as was his orchis. He fainted. Again.

"Yes !"the cheer went up.

Ernie Theodore Harold White walked up to where Desmond lay. He was in bursting charge of the path which the Hartley Main Colliery railroad preservation Society used. He checked for damage, but apart from three knitting needle through a tie and two skewered orchis it was fine.

"help me !"Desmond whined as he saw Ernie approach.

"DOE thee require something for t'nuisance ?"Ernie asked,"Knock thee out like ?"

"Please,"Desmond asked, so Ernie nutted him with the 14 pound sledge hammer he carried for bashing in rail wedges.

‘ rap'it hit him just above the bequeath ear. A chunk of skull the size of it of a cooky tin caved in and Desmond fainted again.

Ted stopped the old diesel and set back to speak to Ernie. Ernie hopped lightly onto the step in a way that belied his eighty years,"All reet."he shouted.

"What about the Pedo ?"Ted shouted.

"Handy meal for the foxes !"Ernie grinned. He hated Pedos.

As it happened Desmond off lightly. Ahmed was not so favorable. He had been a gamey boy. He had been section of the Northern pedo ring with his brother and cousins.

Ahmed was the maiden to be let out of the preservation club Cattle wagon that Seven radical Security used as a holding cell.

sevener had just sent a pressing acquittance stating the prisoner had escaped, which was stretching things a bit was Ahmed wanted to get back in the Wain as he found it embarrassing to be seen clean shaven. Not a stray hair remained on his immaculately shaved cock as he was dragged along past the jeering crowd. His beard was gone to and a huge hole cut in his phantasy gown so his cock was on show.

"Reet a bit of justice Yorkshire style,"Archie Ramsbottom head shunter at colliery sidings said. He looked smart in a replica LMS uniform. At eighty he was too young to let worked for the LMS but he looked the part.

Andy and Rob Braithwaite brought Ahmed along by the coal miner's program where the bunch at the span had now assembled.

Sam Bridgeman the Stationmaster turned to treat the crowd.

"Like the old justness,"he said,"On me good we got a family 14 Diesel Hydraulic what we calls a Teddy Bear and on me left we got the Gronk a course of study 08 Diesel electric car, so its Teddy Bear Versus Gronk."

The gang looked completely confused.

"What's that to do wi Pedos ?"mortal asked.

"Science,"Sam said,"Now you seen films wi buster Keaton holding string together wi his bare hired hand ?"

As it happened nobody had.

"wellspring we're going to turn out that were ball,"he explained."suit we're going to ask these nice Pedos to demonstrate."

Ahmed screamed into his orchis gag, well it was a bit of oily rag held with bailer string but it did the job.

Andy pushed Ahmed towards the division 08. He lifted Ahmed's handwriting cuffed hands up and looped the chain between cuffs around the union hook.

Next Rob cuffed Ahmed's foot. Andy had to peck Ahmed around the jaw a duo of meter to stop him kicking, but as soon as it was done they lifted Ahmed's human foot and looped the chain on the former handcuffs over the form 14 ‘ s bait leaving Ahmed suspended between the locomotives like a human being coupling chain.

Geordie Graham was on the class 14. the whole loco shook as he started the 600 horsepower diesel motor.

"Take the strain,"Sam shouted and Ahmed screamed as the turnup bit into his articulatio radiocarpea and articulatio talocruralis as his body began to involve the song as one fifty ton locomotive tried to tow another fifty ton loco using Ahmed as a rope.

To be continued .