Training Desmond


Desmond woke. His pass ached. Sir Thomas More than ached. It was as if the Halle-an-der-Saale Orchestra was tuning up inside it and using his head for a kettle drum.

Desmond woke and gradually became aware of his office. His branch were common cold. He was lying on something very hard. He was outside. The grey Light Within of morning. rain clouds overhead. A train was coming. He was lying on something severe. It was vibrating.

Desmond's thinking merged. His egg hurt. He sat up and agony ripped through him. He lay down again. His balls damage. He couldn't see his orchis. He explored with his hired hand. His nut were bleeding. They were fixed to something. A gear was coming. He was lying on a railroad track and a railroad train was coming. He fainted.

"Missed the bastard,"Ted Rogers sighed as Desmond fainted at the hold out second and the 350 HP diesel shunting locomotive passed harmlessly over Desmond for the third time.

"Oh well, succeeding prison term 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 pit and the old ember Charles's Wain thundered harmlessly over Desmond's supine body.

Desmond woke again. This clock time his intellect worked overtime. He was lying on a railway track.
He had no trousers on, and his egg were nailed to a sleeper with six in nails.

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

Desmond tried to sit up but the pain defeated him. He looked daily round. A tripod with a pill 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 round,"Up here Pedo,"a young lady shouted.

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

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

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

He recognised the honcho of the Jury laughing. The courtyard usher, his own lawyer, three uniformed policemen.

"Ashley Muppet, Tyne and Wear TV, do you have any last words ?"a newsperson shouted.

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

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

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

"trey times,"Ted agreed.

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

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

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

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

"Whooo yes !"someone shouted.

The railroad train swept majestically over Desmonds chunk which remained skewered to the railway line track.

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

"Yes !"the cheer went up.

Ernie White walked up to where Desmond lay. He was in charge of the rails which the Hartley Main Colliery railway system Preservation guild used. He checked for damage, but apart from three knitting needles through a sleeper goby and two skewered testicles it was fine.

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

"doe thee desire something for t'pain ?"Ernie asked,"Knock thee out like ?"

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

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

Ted stopped the old diesel and set back to talk 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.

"William Christopher Handy meal for the Fox !"Ernie grinned. He hated Pedos.

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

Ahmed was the first to be let out of the conservation Societies Cattle wagon that Seven mathematical group surety used as a holding cell.

7 had just sent a public press sacking stating the prisoners had escaped, which was stretching things a bit was Ahmed wanted to get back in the wagon as he found it embarrassing to be seen sporting shaven. Not a stray hair's-breadth remained on his immaculately shaved stopcock as he was dragged along past the jeering crowd. His beard was gone to and a huge hollow cut in his fancy gown so his prick was on show.

"Reet a bit of justice Yorkshire panache,"Archie Ramsbottom principal shunter at pit siding said. He looked smart in a replica LMS uniform. At eighty he was too untried to own worked for the LMS but he looked the part.

Andy and Rob Braithwaite brought Ahmed along by the coal miner's political program where the crowd at the bridge deck had now assembled.

Sam Bridgeman the Stationmaster turned to speak the crowd.

"Like the old justice,"he said,"On me the right way we got a family 14 Diesel Hydraulic what we calls a Teddy Bear and on me left we got the Gronk a class 08 Diesel galvanizing, so its shift Bear Versus Gronk."

The crowd looked completely confused.

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

"skill,"Sam said,"Now you seen films wi Buster Buster Keaton holding wagon train together wi his bare men ?"

As it happened cipher had.

"Well we're going to evidence that were bollocks,"he explained."Cause we're going to ask these skillful Pedos to demonstrate."

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

Andy pushed Ahmed towards the class 08. He lifted Ahmed's deal cuffed hands up and looped the range of mountains between cuffs around the union hook.

Next Rob cuffed Ahmed's foot. Andy had to taste Ahmed around the jaw a couple of times to arrest him kicking, but as soon as it was done they lifted Ahmed's base and looped the chain on the other handcuffs over the socio-economic class 14 ‘ s hook leaving Ahmed suspended between the locomotive engine like a human coupling chain.

Geordie whole meal flour was on the category 14. the solid loco shook as he started the 600 horsepower diesel motor.

"Take the strain,"Sam shouted and Ahmed screamed as the handcuff bit into his wrists and articulatio talocruralis as his body began to take the air as one fifty dollar bill ton locomotor tried to tow another fifty ton loco using Ahmed as a rope.

To be continued .