Training Desmond


Desmond woke. His promontory ached. more than ached. It was as if the Halle Orchestra was tuning up inside it and using his oral sex for a boiler drum.

Desmond woke and gradually became aware of his situation. His legs were cold-blooded. He was lying on something very hard. He was outside. The grey light of morning. Rain dapple overhead. A railroad train was coming. He was lying on something hard. It was vibrating.

Desmond's thought process merged. His balls hurt. He sat up and agony ripped through him. He lay down again. His orchis hurt. He couldn't see his bollock. He explored with his hands. His glob were bleeding. They were fixed to something. A train was coming. He was lying on a railway line caterpillar tread and a train was coming. He fainted.

"Missed the bastard,"Ted Rogers sighed as Desmond fainted at the finis second and the 350 H.P. Rudolf Diesel shunting locomotor passed harmlessly over Desmond for the third time.

"Oh well, next metre 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 Big Dipper thundered harmlessly over Desmond's supine body.

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

Actually he was wrong, they had used knitting needles as six column 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 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 ?"mortal asked.

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

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

All the trivial boys. And not so niggling boys. The ones he had taken camping with the boy picket troop. The one who he kept warm when they cried.

"power train's coming mate, I should make love off if I was you."somebody shouted helpfully.

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

"Ashley Muppet, River Tyne and Wear TV, do you have any last wrangle ?"a reporter shouted.

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

Desmond stared. The track was vibrating. No it could not be ! Ted had the accelerator pedal well over as the 60 twelvemonth old family 08 diesel rocked and rolled on the worn out course. It was doing at to the lowest degree 25 miles an minute, 10 fast 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 clip ?"

"Three times,"Ted agreed.

"And han't done fuck all. Now the dopey snatch 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 hoi polloi who hated him.

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

"Whooo yes !"someone shouted.

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

Desmond looked at the bloody quite a little that had been his balls. His pecker peel was mostly missing as was his testicles. He fainted. Again.

"Yes !"the cheer went up.

Ernie White walked up to where Desmond lay. He was in explosive charge of the track which the Hartley Main pit railroad Preservation Society used. He checked for damage, but apart from three knitting needle through a sleeper and two skewered testicles it was fine.

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

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

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

‘ Whack'it hit him just above the leave 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 speak to Ernie. Ernie hopped lightly onto the footsteps in a way that belied his 80 yr,"All reet."he shouted.

"What about the Pedo ?"Ted shouted.

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

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

Ahmed was the first to be let out of the saving order Cattle wagon that 7 Group Security used as a holding cell.

heptad had just sent a press dismission stating the captive had escaped, which was stretching affair a bit was Ahmed wanted to get back in the wagon as he found it embarrassing to be seen clean shaven. Not a tramp hair remained on his immaculately shaved cock as he was dragged along past the jeer crowd. His whiskers was gone to and a huge maw cut in his fancy robe so his cock was on show.

"Reet a bit of justice Yorkshire style,"Archie Ramsbottom head shunter at pit railroad siding 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 pitman's platform where the bunch at the bridge had now assembled.

Sam Bridgeman the Stationmaster turned to address the crowd.

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

The crowd looked completely confused.

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

"Science,"Sam said,"Now you seen films wi Buster Keaton holding gear together wi his bare hand ?"

As it happened nonentity had.

"fountainhead we're going to prove that were ball,"he explained."Cause we're going to ask these gracious Pedos to demonstrate."

Ahmed screamed into his ball gag, well it was a small-arm of oily rag held with bailer drawstring but it did the job.

Andy pushed Ahmed towards the class 08. He lifted Ahmed's hand cuffed hands up and looped the range between cuffs around the pairing hook.

Next Rob cuffed Ahmed's feet. Andy had to smack Ahmed around the jaw a couple of times to stop him kicking, but as soon as it was done they lifted Ahmed's groundwork and looped the chain on the former handcuffs over the category 14 ‘ s hook leaving Ahmed suspended between the railway locomotive like a human yoke chain.

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

"contract the strain,"Sam shouted and Ahmed screamed as the handlock bit into his carpus and ankles as his body began to take the nervous strain as one fifty ton locomotive tried to tow another fifty ton loco using Ahmed as a rope.

To be continued .