Captured soldier Matthew Fry's torture continues when a sinister device is attached to his cock and balls in front of a class of budding young interrogators.
Afghan Hell: Part 9 – Torture Class: Cock & Balls Torture
by DonaldSteve
Art by Amalaric
Series: Afghan Hell
Two hours later he was escorted to the lecture room. Things had changed on the platform. Instead of the post there were now two stakes similar to those in the compound. Obviously more work of Grey’s carpenters. Grey interrupted his lecture to introduce Fry again and then said to the audience “This man will now strip voluntarily or he knows the consequences.” Fry reluctantly removed his shirt accompanied by laughter and whistles from the students, and Grey said “All your clothes Fry.” He complied letting his shorts drop to the ground. There were more catcalls and Grey called them to order, but not before his gaze had feasted on the sight of his prisoner’s long thick penis. It hung slightly arching away from his groin. Long and thick, small blonde hairs flecked the entire surface of his shaft, with the foreskin swelling loosely and folding itself around the bulging glands.
Grey gave another command and the guards dragged Fry’s naked body towards the twin posts. He was spread-eagled between them with his legs tied wide apart. His arms were also stretched up as high as they would go and tied wide apart. With his armpits and groin exposed, he felt very vulnerable and his eyes wandered to a trolley on which had been placed metal instruments of torture conjured up by Grey’s engineers.
Grey continued with the lecture that Fry’s entry in to the room had interrupted. Using his stick again he pointed at Fry’s anatomy, digging at his genitals and lifting his scrotum. The whole area of Fry’s groin and balls was covered in long coarse yellowish hair, so dense the skin beneath was invisible. It came up in a great curl of hair to his navel where it joined the slightly paler line that continued up to the middle of his chest. Grey started by explaining the nerve endings of the genitals, pointing out the positions on Fry’s own ever-shrinking penis.
Grey called for a volunteers and tall young man climbed on to the platform. He was Arabic or Jewish with gentle brown eyes and thick soft dark hair on his arms and to Fry the least looking candidate of a torturer that he could ever imagined. Grey took him aside and gave him instructions that Fry could not hear. The student went to the table and picked up a large metal object that resembles a large metal spider with claw-like legs. He approached Fry who started struggling fighting against the ropes on his legs and arms. Grey gave an order and two guards came up behind Fry and held him at the hips and knees.
The student placed the open jaws of the claw over Fry’s scrotum. Inside the contraption, Fry could see small bars and plates attached to screws and wing nuts operated from the outside. The student pushed the object further towards his crotch, enveloping his whole scrotum, pulling at the yellow hair there to guide his testicles into place. Fry struggled against the guards’ grip, his teeth gnashing as he cursed and swore at all the onlookers. The student snapped the claws of the contraption shut over his large balls and Fry could see that inside the contraption his balls were separated.
Grey spoke to the audience again, telling them that the tip of each claw was at the site of a nerve ending and that the student would now demonstrate its effect. The student, bending and standing to one side of Fry, adjusted the various screws and levers and the claws started to tighten on Fry’s scrotum. The most god-awful pain attacked Fry. Very different from anything he had felt so far, he threw back his head baring his hair-covered throat and a high-pitched groan came from between his clenched teeth.
Grey came over and, putting his hand behind Fry’s neck, brought his head down so they were face to face. Fry’s upper lip was curled back and his nostrils flared. But it was his eyes that Grey wanted to see. Eyes full of pain and suffering that were still able to show hate and loathing for Grey. Fry understood at that moment as he looked at Grey’s amused face, that to receive any relief at all from the torture he would have to give in to him. He jerked his head away and spat him full in the face. Grey looked like thunder and grabbed Fry by the hair. “I can give you relief from this Fry.” He whispered. “You only have to say the word and there will be some respite.”
He nodded to the student who tightened the screws and Fry yelled “NO!” the word turning into a long drawn out cry. Shaking his head from side to side he gasped and cursed aiming most of it at Grey who turned back to the table and grabbed another object. He bent over and screwed the object to the claw like instrument hanging from Fry’s balls. With its metal rods, springs and hinges this contraption was fitted round Fry’s penis, enveloping its full length to the edge of the bulging glans, where a thick metal ring encircled the head.
Grey pulled hard on Fry’s foreskin, pushing it back and snapped the ring in place just below the exposed glands, causing his victim to wince and gasp as the metal dug into his tender skin. Then adjusting small levers and wing nuts, he elongated the contraption stretching Fry’s penis to double its length. The guards had now released their hold on Fry and he moaned and bucked his groin back and forth. Grey pushed down hard on his shaft and Fry yelled, spit spraying all over Grey and the student. Grey told the student bending over Fry’s groin to compress the stretched shaft and Fry roared with pain, feeling the agony reaching up to his stomach and down his legs. Grey ordered the student to continue and the claw was compressed and his shaft extended again. Fry bellowed and pulled back with his hips attempting to get away from the agony attacking his crotch, but the student carried on regardless, tightening and stretching Fry’s genitals, for more than fifteen minutes the room was filled with the high shrill sounds of Fry reacting to the agony of the implement that stretched and compressed, not just his shaft and balls but tiny bits of skin on his scrotum and penis.
With his body stretched out and his muscles bulging and jerking against the restraints, many of the students could be seen to be in a high state of excitement.. Fry did not lose consciousness but eventually he was worn down and he just jerked in his bonds hanging with his full weight from his wrists. The sweat poured from him, soaking his armpits, coursing down his sides and legs. It dripped from his forehead and beard on to his chest, plastering the thick hair slickly to his skin. He groaned and gasped with an occasional weak cry. Inside the contraption his penis had been stretched several inches, the exposed head and glands were dark purple, the slit at the end pulled out into a gaping hole. His scrotum had been compressed until the claws had closed together, so that apart from the thick yellow hair that protruded from the object, his scrotum was invisible. Grey dismissed the students and when he was alone placed his hand gently on the side of Fry’s neck saying. ”It’s over now Fry”. He released the gadget from Fry’s genitals and Fry gave a short sob of relief. He even muttered “Thank you” and Grey smiled in triumph.
Later while being massaged by the chef, Fry reflected that what he hated most about himself was not the humiliation or the shame of showing how much he hurt, but the fact then when the pain stopped he felt nothing but gratitude to Grey. He recollected again that a victim could learn to acknowledge his torturer as his only friend and Fry had been going down that road for some days now. Angrily he pushed the chef’s hands away and eventually fell into a disturbed sleep..