Training Desmond


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

Desmond woke and gradually became cognizant of his position. His legs were cold. He was lying on something very hard. He was outside. The grayness spark of dawn. Rain mist overhead. A string was coming. He was lying on something hard. It was vibrating.

Desmond's intellection merged. His balls hurt. He sat up and excruciation ripped through him. He lay down again. His balls hurt. He couldn't see his balls. He explored with his hands. His bollock were bleeding. They were fixed to something. A geartrain was coming. He was lying on a railway system cartroad and a geartrain was coming. He fainted.

"Missed the bastard,"Ted Rogers sighed as Desmond fainted at the hold up indorsement and the 350 horsepower Diesel shunting locomotive passed harmlessly over Desmond for the thirdly time.

"Oh well, next fourth dimension 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 Main colliery and the old coal Charles's Wain thundered harmlessly over Desmond's supine body.

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

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

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

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

Now he understood.

"You all reet Pedo ?"someone asked.

He looked troll,"Up here Pedo,"a missy shouted.

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

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

"Train's coming mate, I should have intercourse off if I was you."mortal shouted helpfully.

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

"Ashley Muppet, Tyne and wear TV, do you have any go run-in ?"a reporter shouted.

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

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

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

"Three fourth dimension,"Ted agreed.

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

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

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

He almost lay down and died, but a selfish streak led him to try to carry on his miserable perverted animation a bit longer and with a superhuman movement he flung himself off the raceway and away from the train.

"Whooo yes !"person shouted.

The train swept majestically over Desmonds balls which remained skewered to the railroad track track.

Desmond looked at the bloody muddle that had been his balls. His putz skin was mostly missing as was his ballock. He fainted. Again.

"Yes !"the cheer went up.

Ernie T. H. White walked up to where Desmond lay. He was in complaint of the track which the Hartley Main Colliery Railway saving high society used. He checked for damage, but apart from three knitting needle through a sleeper and two skewered ball it was fine.

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

"Energy thee want something for t'pain in the neck ?"Ernie asked,"roast thee out like ?"

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

‘ Whack'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 diesel and set back to mouth 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.

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

As it happened Desmond off lightly. Ahmed was not so lucky. He had been a spicy boy. He had been office of the Northern pedo ring with his comrade and cousins.

Ahmed was the first gear to be let out of the preservation high society Cattle wagon that septenary group Security used as a holding cell.

septenary had just sent a press release stating the prisoners had escaped, which was stretching things a bit was Ahmed wanted to get back in the waggon 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 face fungus was gone to and a Brobdingnagian mess cut in his fancy gown so his cock was on show.

"Reet a bit of jurist Yorkshire style,"Archie Ramsbottom point shunter at pit sidetrack said. He looked smart in a replica LMS uniform. At fourscore he was too Lester Willis Young to have worked for the LMS but he looked the part.

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

Sam Bridgeman the station agent turned to address the crowd.

"Like the old Justice,"he said,"On me right we got a class 14 diesel engine Hydraulic what we calls a Teddy Bear and on me left we got the Gronk a year 08 Rudolf Christian Karl Diesel electric, so its shift Bear Versus Gronk."

The crew looked completely confused.

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

"Science,"Sam said,"Now you seen moving-picture show wi Buster Keaton holding trains together wi his bare hands ?"

As it happened nobody had.

"wellspring we're going to try that were bollocks,"he explained."Cause we're going to ask these nice Pedos to demonstrate."

Ahmed screamed into his musket ball gag, well it was a piece of oily rag held with bailer twine but it did the job.

Andy pushed Ahmed towards the division 08. He lifted Ahmed's hand cuffed hands up and looped the Chain between turnup around the sexual union hook.

Next Rob cuffed Ahmed's feet. Andy had to smack Ahmed around the jaw a couple of times to terminate him kicking, but as soon as it was done they lifted Ahmed's feet and looped the Chain on the former handlock over the course 14 ‘ s lure leaving Ahmed suspended between the locomotives like a human mating 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 handlock bit into his wrists and ankles as his body began to carry the line as one fifty dollar bill ton locomotive engine tried to tow another fifty ton loco using Ahmed as a rope.

To be continued .