Time Gentlemen ( A Horror Story )

Jason Crest was an A plus student. Not very good at sport, couldn't hold a tune and uninterested in girls. This information had not slipped by some of the more gung hoe members of the football team who delighted in tormenting Jason at every opportunity. Culminating in a night of terror that Jason would carry with him for the rest of his life.

The Franktown Eagles had taken the Premiership and put there opposition away in a nail-biting Finish. Three of the team were intent on celebrating to all excess and after exhausting the alcohol they had decided to drive into town to replenish supplies. The Store owner recognized the three and as a fan he agreed to sell them more drink so they could continue there celebration.

Jason was returning home, he had been out at a friends for the evening and was walking the short distance home when the three drunken Victors spotted him from there RV.

The next morning campus police received a call from the grounds keeper to attend the football stadium. Paramedics were cutting down the naked, beaten and sodomised body of Jason Crest from the Goalposts. He spent a week in intensive care, two more in recovery before being transferred to County Heath. A specialist facility dealing with the treatment of the mental ill. Jason never spoke about the incident and no charges were ever laid. People simply put it behind them and the town of Franktown got on with living. The tree jocks graduated and took there places in the community.

Twelve years passed, Jason's recovery was slow and over that period he suffered many setbacks. But on the twelfth of May two thousand and six, the administration at the advise of his doctor released Jason as an out patent. He had a small bag with a few positions when he walked from his room, stopping to say his goodbyes to patents and staff as he passed. He filled out some paperwork at the desk, he was then greeted by his father who took his bag and led him to the car. The journey back to town was an almost new experience for Jason who had not seen the changes the town had undergone in the years he had been away.

The car passed under a large banner with re-elect Burt Crasser for Mayor. The large bannor was strung across the street with a cheesy photo found in the centre.  Jason's pupils dilated wide as he stared into the picture, his dad noticing his interest added.

"You used to go to school with Burt, he's a big shot now took over his daddies auto yard now it's a big dealership, sure gave me a good deal on this car a few years back."

Jason sat silently.

Jason would walk around the town every morning at six stopping a Kojens Dinner for breakfast before returning home. He'd smiled to the people in response and always had the Special of the day which never changed. Toast, eggs over easy, two rashers of smoky bacon and Black Coffee. He would sit and read the paper listen to the conversation and watch who came in, when, and what time.

The Election came and went with Crasser the clear winner. The small disruption to small-town life soon passed and with things settling down, Jason's return slipped by largely unnoticed.

He looked through his paper as he waited for his breakfast. The door opened and tree regulars entered the dinner, taking the table next to the door. The waitress approached notebook at the ready. Jason watched quietly as the mayor Burt Crasser and his long-time buddies  Christopher Lenski and Angelo Frangini placed there orders. Jason's eyes dilated wide as he watch the tree belittle and taunt the waitress.

The next morning. at almost the same time Burt and his friends approached the dinner, Jason stood placed his money on the table and waked to the entrance. He stumbled as he passed the table by the door knocking the condiments over he placed them back up and continued on his way out of the dinner and across the street.

Burt Crasser blinked trying to focus, he was hanging by his arms  looking directly into the face of Angelo Frangini.  Confused and still under the influence of the drug he turned trying to look around the area when he felt extreme pain. A slightly larger version of Chines finger trap joining the two by there Penises. The slightest pressure tightening the grip another noticeable link was the large nipple rings that had being place on all four nipples of the two further joining the two bye chains.

It was dark, cold and illuminated only by one green light, strung high above. Pain ran through Burt's body causing him to jolt uncontrollably ever tightening the Penis trap. Lying on a metal bed base still unconscious was Christopher Lenski there was no visible restraints, naked lying on the metal frame. With out warning a bucket of ice-cold water launches through the air soaking Burt and Angelo. This sudden shock caused Angelo back to consciousness with a deep breath Burt cried out as the ice water hit the tender and already painful Nipple rings. Another bucket of water covers Christopher but he is still heavily under the influence slowly his regains his senses.

Jason takes a seat in front of them he switches on a light above him, the heavy shadows make it hard too fully make him out but deep down they all knew who was behind this.

"Good evening Gentlemen," said Jason in a low Monotone voice. "I trust you remember me, I haven't forgotten you."

Burt calls out in Anger, "you sick fuck, let us go know and I'll let you keep your life."

Christopher fought to raise his fuzzy head and look at Jason.

"Is that him the geek?"

Jason pressed the control he was holding Electricity ran through the wires that attached to the bed base and Nipple chains. All three men shook in agony.

"Listen closely, you have one chance to survive and one chance only. Attached to Angelo is a bomb. If  you or Christopher can stand the pain you will be able to disarm the bomb easily. Christopher your wrist restraints, held by a hook. Your right arm, broken in two places, and your left shoulder dislocated, with broken ribs and other injuries you must reach up removing yourself from the hook. Fight your pain. Christopher my ever tender lover, not being a backdoor man myself I used a lubricated tube to enter your anal cavity. Reaching deep to the bowel, I then inserted through the centre of the tube, razor wire before I removed the tube. It's true you have no restrains except the razor wire that's fixed to the floor: you are free to get up but it could get messy. You have five minuets starting know."

Jason clicked a button on the remote and a strange whirling nose emanated from Angelo's back. He twisted madly in a vain attempt to see, tightening the penis trap.

Burt cried out in pain while Christopher whimpered as he tested the wire, finding it was very short.

Angelo screamed, "one of you get this fucking bomb off me now."

Burt strained to raise his arms higher but the shear agony was so intense.

"I can't do it," he screamed his breath short and shallow. "Christopher, you're free it's up to you to save us."

He lay there whimpering, unable to speak while Angelo darted about, attempting to reach the package attached to his back. Burt tried again but Angelo's movements made it impossible.

"Gentlemen you have two minuets left." Added Jason raising the pressure levels. Burt fought against passing out.

"Come on Christopher your our only chance get up." Burt used up all he had and blacked out.

"I can't," snivelled Christopher. "We are all going to die, there's nothing I can do."

Jason sent a jolt of electricity through the wires bringing Burt around and screams of pain from the others.

Jason's mind drifted back to that night so many years ago as if it was yesterday.

"Hey isn't that the geek Jason," called Angelo.

Burt jammed on the breaks, "want to have some fun boys, hay we deserve it. I bet this punk didn't even see the game."

The three leaped from the car grabbing Jason and shoving him in the back seat.

"What shall we do with him Burt," asked Christopher

"Lets take him to the stadium and teach him to like football." Shrieks of delight soon replaced by the sound of beer cans opening and tires squealing as the RV pulled away from the kerb.

The stadium now closed and dark Burt backed up the RV and crashed through a side gate driving through and on to the pitch stopping near the goalpost. Everyone piled out pulling Jason with them, dazed and frightened Jason stood rivited to the spot.

"Show him your spike Burt, called Angelo, Backed up with a, "yeah show him." From Christopher. Burt knelt steadying himself with one hand. He looked at Jason standing there like a rabbit caught in the headlights then took off at full speed launching himself, collecting Jason he speared his slight body into the Astroturf.  Cracked ribs and a badly broken arm caused Jason to rolled in pain fighting to gain breath the force had dragged his trousers down exposing his genitalia and buttocks.

"Well what do we have here," said Burt as he removed himself off Jason and scrambled to his feet.  "Do you think you can put that through the goal post Angelo."

He smiled and lined up Jason's genitales running in delivering a punt kick the force ripping open Jason's scrotum.

"Well I thing we should give this fag what he is begging for." Christopher undid his pants letting them drop to his knees and holding his erect penis.

"Christ Christopher your not going to, Oh my god you dirty bastard." Laughed Burt

"Yeah you take it all you dirty bitch, called Chris as he buried himself deep inside Jason.

"Hay what's that like!" asked Angelo

"Well he's tighter than your girlfriend," responded Christopher.

Jason begged softly for it all to end, as he fought for air with one lung punctured. Christopher stood up pulling up his pants, While Burt attached a rope to the swollen wrists of Jason then throwing the other end over the goalpost and slowly they hosted Jason's broken, bleeding body up.

"Its Time Gentlemen," called Jason.

Angelo, openly crying both pissed and shit himself. The whirling noise on his back stoped. Suddenly Jason's chair Exploded sending splinters and body parts and blood everywhere. The bed Christopher was on rolled trying to eject him

The sound alerted the authorities that arrived shortly after they found the tree badly injured, extremely shaken and traumatized the three would never be the same physically and were eventually transferred  to the county mental heath facility never to leave....