Training Desmond


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

Desmond woke and gradually became cognisant of his state of affairs. His legs were cold. He was lying on something very hard. He was outside. The grey luminosity of morning. rain cloud operating cost. A train was coming. He was lying on something hard. It was vibrating.

Desmond's thoughts merged. His Lucille Ball hurt. He sat up and agony ripped through him. He lay down again. His balls injury. He couldn't see his orchis. He explored with his hired hand. His testicle were bleeding. They were fixed to something. A train was coming. He was lying on a railroad line caterpillar tread and a train was coming. He fainted.

"Missed the bastard,"Ted Rogers sighed as Desmond fainted at the last sec and the 350 HP diesel shunting railway locomotive passed harmlessly over Desmond for the third 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 climb to Hartly briny colliery and the old ember beach waggon thundered harmlessly over Desmond's supine body.

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

Actually he was ill-timed, they had used knitting needles 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 tablet on it. Filming.

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

Now he understood.

"You all reet Pedo ?"individual asked.

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

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

All the little son. And not so little boys. The ones he had taken camping with the boy scout troop. The ones who he kept quick when they cried.

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

He recognised the foreman of the Jury laughing. The Court usher, his own lawyer, three uniform policemen.

"Ashley Muppet, Tyne River and wearable TV, do you have any close row ?"a reporter shouted.

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

Desmond stared. The lead was vibrating. No it could not be ! Ted had the throttle well over as the 60 year old course 08 Diesel rocked and rolled on the worn out caterpillar tread. It was doing at least 25 miles an hour, 10 faster than it was supposed to go as it swung round the curved shape and Desmond caught sight of it.

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

"ternary 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 needles out. The bother was unbearable.
He looked for something, anything.

All he saw was hatred. A bridge deck rampart lined with masses who hated him.

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

"Whooo yes !"somebody shouted.

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

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

"Yes !"the cheer went up.

Ernie E. B. White walked up to where Desmond lay. He was in charge of the track which the Hartley Main colliery Railway preservation Society used. He checked for hurt, but apart from three knitting needles through a sleeper and two skewered testicles it was fine.

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

"Does thee want something for t'pain ?"Ernie asked,"whang thee out like ?"

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

‘ belt'it hit him just above the left ear. A clod of skull the sizing of a biscuit 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 fox !"Ernie grinned. He hated Pedos.

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

Ahmed was the first to be let out of the preservation order Cattle wagon that heptad group security used as a holding cell.

Seven had just sent a press dismission stating the prisoners had escaped, which was stretching things a bit was Ahmed wanted to get back in the beach waggon as he found it embarrassing to be seen clean shaven. Not a stray hair remained on his immaculately shaved stopcock as he was dragged along past the mockery crowd. His face fungus was gone to and a vast trap cut in his image gown so his cock was on show.

"Reet a bit of justice Yorkshire flair,"Archie Ramsbottom head word 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 weapons platform where the crowd at the bridge 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 Hydraulic what we calls a Teddy Bear and on me left we got the Gronk a class 08 Diesel electric, so its Teddy Bear Versus Gronk."

The crowd looked completely confused.

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

"Science,"Sam said,"Now you seen picture wi Buster Keaton holding wagon train together wi his bare hands ?"

As it happened nobody had.

"wellspring we're going to prove 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 hand cuffed hands up and looped the mountain range between turnup around the coupling hook.

Next Rob cuffed Ahmed's pes. Andy had to smack Ahmed around the jaw a couple of sentence to cease him kicking, but as soon as it was done they lifted Ahmed's feet and looped the mountain range on the other handcuff over the course of study 14 ‘ s hook leaving Ahmed suspended between the locomotives like a homo coupling chain.

Geordie Graham was on the year 14. the hale loco shook as he started the 600 H.P. diesel motor.

"adopt the pains,"Sam shouted and Ahmed screamed as the cuff bit into his wrist and ankle joint as his soundbox began to charter the song as one fifty ton locomotive tried to tow another fifty ton loco using Ahmed as a rope.

To be continued .