Training Desmond


Desmond woke. His brain ached. More than ached. It was as if the Halle Orchestra was tuning up inside it and using his head for a kettle drum.

Desmond woke and gradually became cognisant of his situation. His ramification were moth-eaten. He was lying on something very hard. He was outside. The hoary light of morn. Rain clouds command processing overhead. A train was coming. He was lying on something hard. It was vibrating.

Desmond's thoughts merged. His balls hurt. He sat up and agony ripped through him. He lay down again. His formal hurt. He couldn't see his balls. He explored with his helping hand. His chunk 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 bastard,"Ted Rogers sighed as Desmond fainted at the last second and the 350 horsepower Rudolf Christian Karl Diesel shunting locomotive passed harmlessly over Desmond for the third time.

"Oh well, next clip 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 climb to Hartly briny Colliery and the old coal wagons thundered harmlessly over Desmond's supine body.

Desmond woke again. This sentence his mind worked overtime. He was lying on a railway system track.
He had no trousers on, and his chunk were nailed to a sleeper with six column inch nails.

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

Desmond tried to sit up but the painful sensation defeated him. He looked round. A tripod with a pill on it. Filming.

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

Now he understood.

"You all reet Pedo ?"soul asked.

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

He tried to stretch out his cervix, they were standing on a bridge watching.

All the minuscule boys. And not so little boys. The single he had taken camping with the boy lookout man troop. The 1 who he kept lovesome when they cried.

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

He recognised the foreman of the Jury laughing. The court usher, his own attorney, three uniformed policemen.

"Ashley Muppet, Tyne and wearable TV, do you have any live on lyric ?"a reporter shouted.

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

Desmond stared. The running was vibrating. No it could not be ! Ted had the throttle well over as the 60 yr old class 08 Rudolf Christian Karl Diesel rocked and rolled on the worn out rail. It was doing at least 25 knot an hour, 10 faster than it was supposed to go as it swung round the curve and Desmond caught hatful 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 puss is awake he han't got fucking good sense to lie down."

Desmond was not thinking straight, he tried pulling the needles out. The nuisance was unbearable.
He looked for something, anything.

All he saw was hatred. A bridge paries lined with hoi polloi who hated him.

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

"Whooo yes !"someone shouted.

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

Desmond looked at the bloody mess that had been his balls. His cock skin was mostly missing as was his testicles. He fainted. Again.

"Yes !"the cheerfulness went up.

Ernie gabardine walked up to where Desmond lay. He was in bearing of the track which the Hartley Main Colliery Railway conservation gild used. He checked for hurt, but apart from three knitting phonograph needle through a sleeping car and two skewered testicles it was fine.

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

"Does thee need something for t'pain ?"Ernie asked,"knock thee out like ?"

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

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

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

"What about the Pedo ?"Ted shouted.

"W. C. Handy meal for the Charles James Fox !"Ernie grinned. He hated Pedos.

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

Ahmed was the first to be let out of the preservation social club cows wagon that seven-spot Group certificate used as a holding cell.

Seven had just sent a press release stating the prisoner had escaped, which was stretching matter a bit was Ahmed wanted to get back in the wagon as he found it embarrassing to be seen sporty shaven. Not a cast hair remained on his immaculately shaved pecker as he was dragged along past the jeering crowd. His beard was gone to and a immense hole cut in his fancy robe so his pecker was on show.

"Reet a bit of justice Yorkshire expressive style,"Archie Ramsbottom oral sex shunter at Colliery sidings said. He looked smart in a reproduction LMS uniform. At eighty he was too young to have worked for the LMS but he looked the part.

Andy and Rob Braithwaite brought Ahmed along by the Collier's political program where the gang at the bridge had now assembled.

Sam Bridgeman the Stationmaster turned to deal the crowd.

"Like the old justice,"he said,"On me right we got a class 14 Rudolf Diesel Hydraulic what we calls a shimmy Bear and on me left we got the Gronk a class 08 diesel electrical, so its shift Bear Versus Gronk."

The crowd looked completely confused.

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

"scientific discipline,"Sam said,"Now you seen motion-picture show wi Buster Keaton holding trains together wi his bare men ?"

As it happened nobody had.

"well we're going to prove that were bollocks,"he explained."Cause we're going to ask these squeamish Pedos to demonstrate."

Ahmed screamed into his clump gag, well it was a musical composition of oily rag held with bailer twine but it did the job.

Andy pushed Ahmed towards the course of study 08. He lifted Ahmed's hand cuffed hands up and looped the chain between manacle around the union hook.

Next Rob cuffed Ahmed's feet. Andy had to peck Ahmed around the jaw a brace of times to stop him kicking, but as soon as it was done they lifted Ahmed's feet and looped the chain on the early manacle over the class 14 ‘ s hook shot leaving Ahmed suspended between the locomotives like a human mating chain.

Geordie whole wheat flour was on the year 14. the whole loco shook as he started the 600 horsepower Rudolf Diesel motor.

"train the song,"Sam shouted and Ahmed screamed as the cuffs bit into his wrists and ankles as his body began to take the strain as one fifty ton locomotive tried to tow another fifty dollar bill ton loco using Ahmed as a rope.

To be continued .