Party Boys!!

Synopsis:
5 Teenage Guys are abducted from a party,
violently tortured and castrated. If you can't handle
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The last thing I remember was me and a bunch of my teenage friends 
partying at someones house.
There must have been something in the drinks, because the last 
thing I remember was
The room spinning, then everything went black.
When I awoke, I found Bud, Jered, Damien, Jimmy and myself all 
handcuffed to a rail,
the rail ran the full length of the room, both wrists were cuffed 
to the rail so we could do nothing but face the curtain in front of 
us, above each of us was a number. I stood under number 5. 
We were all shirtless and wearing only our underwear.
The 5 of us stood there looking around wondering what would happen 
next. We could hear a lot of noise and shuffling coming from the 
other side of the curtain. The curtain slowly drew back, to reveal 
a site that none of us had been expecting! 

On the other side were two items of death, a noose hanging down 
from a electric winch and a wooden chair much like an electric 
chair, except this one was set up as a garrotting device, it stood 
some 4 feet off the floor so that who ever was in it could not put 
his feet to the floor. Also two large tables with straps
At the head and foot of the each table were in the corner. 
Several guys dressed in full Cop uniforms approached Bud who was 
standing under the number 1. Without un-cuffing him they pulled him 
forward and pushed him down as far as his bonds would allow, then 
un-cuffed him from the rail, re-cuffed his hand behind his back and 
dragged him forward to the waiting noose. 

Bud struggled violently, and pulled away but the muscle bound Cops 
just continued to drag him forward to his doom. When they reached 
the noose they stopped and I could see the noose frame his 
petrified face. Another Cop approached him and knelt in front of 
him and put a leather strap round his ankles, then rose, and 
punched Bud directly in his nuts. Bud would have collapsed from the 
pain, but the guards held
Him up. He then placed the noose around Bud’s neck, not pulling it 
tight but leaving it loose. He held the knot just behind the guy 
left ear, and used his foot to press a pedal that I had not noticed 
before. This caused the winch to very slowly turn taking up all the 
slack in the rope. The Cop released the pedal when the rope hung in 
place. He stepped back. 
He then explained to Bud, and to the remaining 4 of us that the 
winch would very slowly hang him, and that the noose had been left 
loose so as not to block the blood supply to the brain thus making 
the whole process take a lot longer thus increasing the suffering 
of the death. 

Bud cursed at the Cop as he stood there waiting for the noose to do 
its deadly work. The Cop stepped on the pedal and the winch hummed 
as it very slowly took even more of the slack out of the death 
rope, He 
Began breathing heavily though his mouth, and his smooth chest 
began to rise and fall deeply. His cock was bulging, filling and 
tenting the front of his underwear. Still the winch pulled on the 
rope. He was now standing on tip toes, stretching and straining for 
every inch he could gain holding onto life. Then it happened he let 
out a gasp as the noose pulled him off the floor he now swung free 
swinging from side to side slowly. The Cop removed his foot from 
the pedal leaving Bud hanging in mid air suspended by his neck. 

His chest heaved with his efforts for air, the increasingly 
constricting noose throttling off his supply, as well as the blood 
to his brain. Unconsciousness and death would soon follow. He 
jerked and jack-knifed, swinging his legs around, writhing in his 
final moments. The muscles of his arms and chest bulged 
as he strove hard but uselessly to loosen the bonds. His body 
tensed, the jerking subsiding as he shot a stream of cum into his 
underpants, causing a large wet spot above his throbbing cock.
Then he relaxed, going limp, with just a quiver and twitch now and 
then, decreasing in frequency. His head, encased in the noose, 
leaned over to the right and back a little. The minutes ticked 
away, then a shudder ran through him and he was dead.

Two of the Cops left the side of the now still warm body of Bud and 
approached the next in the line cuffed to the rail. 
They took Jered the same way as before, and the they took him to 
the chair. As they approached they bent him over and released the 
cuffs from his wrists. Then, in one seamless movement they had him 
sitting in the chair - the Cop’s were all over him pulling straps 
tight around every part of his body, his calves, thighs, waist, 
chest, biceps and his forearms.

They stood before him for a while just looking at him smiling at 
the look at fear on his face. 
A Cop approached him and put a rope round his neck feeding it 
through the holes in the back of the chair either side of his neck. 
The Cops moved behind him, one of them picked up a stick of wood 
from the table and wrapped the loose end of the rope around it, 
taking up some of the slack.  Jered jumped as much as his bonds 
would allow when the slack was taken out of the rope. 
The Cop holding the stick gave it one turn just enough to take all 
the slack out the death rope, causing
Jered to tense and push him self upward in the chair, his breathing 
was fast and hard and the occasional whimper escaped his roped 
throat. Then slowly, almost imperceptibly, the Cop turned the stick 
tightening the rope that was about to choke the life out of Jered.
 
Jered struggled as much as he could in the tight straps that held 
him as still the Cop turned the rope slowly, a fraction of an inch 
at a time.  Jered’ s breathing was rapid and a series of short 
panic breaths now. As the rope bit into his neck, his legs trying 
to kick and scrape on the floor that he could not reach, the 
leather straps that held him visibly strained as he jerk and 
writhed in them, but no matter how much he struggled the rope
round his neck tightened.
 
I could see that it must be getting pretty tight round is doomed 
neck now as his head was being forced down, his chin almost 
touching his chest as the death rope pulled tighter. His breathing 
was a gurgling rasp, now and his struggles had gone from a fight to 
desperation, fighting for his life even though he must have known 
it was futile. The Cop turned the rope in a continuous but almost 
inconceivable motion so slow, extending the agonies of Jered, who 
was now flaying in his tight bonds. His breathing sounded more like 
something being dragged along a concrete floor than a human being 
breathing. The rope was drawn, his chest now heaving but no sound - 
he had drawn his last breath, but that did not stop the Cop 
tightening the rope even more. 

The rope dug into his neck,  his struggling dying down now. Then it 
happened, his body stopped its struggling, his chest heaved in 
confines of the leather straps. One of the Cops said “I’ve always 
wanted to suck a guy to death”, and he reached down, cut the 
underwear off of Jered, and began sucking his enlarged cock. Within 
seconds Jered began to shoot its load. He shuddered and strained 
against his bonds for almost 2 minutes as the Cop continued sucking 
him, I could imagine his dick pulsating in the cops mouth with 
every shot of cum he shot out, as many as 10 to 15 times before his 
body went limp in the chair. The Cop gave one more turn on the rope 
then used a wooden peg to fix it into position at the back of the 
chair. 

The Cops then moved toward Damien and Jimmy. They uncuffed them and 
took them over to the Two Tables, stripped both guys of their 
underwear leaving them naked, and then tied each one to a table 
with their arms
above their heads, and their legs spread wide apart.
They flipped a coin and decided that Damien would die first.
They took a ball-gag and tried to put it in his mouth, He resisted.
One of the Cops grabbed his testicles and began to squeeze tightly.
Damien’s pain opened his mouth wide and the Cops secured the ball-
gag in his mouth.

One of the Cops brought out an extension cord. He cut off the 
square part of it, and slowly cut off
The plastic coating showing two wires. He separated the wires and 
picked up a roll of electrical tape.
He placed the wires on Damiens testicles and taped them there with 
the tape.
Damien began screaming behind his gag, as the Cop plugged the other 
end of the cord into An electrical outlet.
Damien’s body began convulsing as the electricity shot through his 
balls,
And up through his body. His eyes bulged, and as he bit into the 
gag a small stream of blood
Dribbled down from his mouth and down his chin.

They continued to watch as Damien was slowly electrocuted to death, 
but they wanted more.
They unplugged the cord from the outlet,  removed the wires and 
tape from his testicles,
And then they took out a large sharp knife and began pulling on 
Damien’s warm balls.
Damien shook his head violently, began crying and begging them 
behind the gag not to
Castrate him, but his pleas were unheard. They pulled on his balls, 
and began slicing from
The top of the scrotum to the bottom.

Pain shot through Damiens body from the castration, and they 
proudly held up his bloodly
Nuts to his face to taunt what they had just done to him.  Slowly 
they let him bleed to death
Not even attempting to stop the blood flow from between his legs. 
Soon he lay dead with
A pool of his warm blood lying under the table he was strapped to.

Then they moved over to Jimmy who was laying nude on the table 
crying, shaking his head “no”,
And begging them not to kill him. The Cops grinned at his weakness.
One of the Cops grab Jimmy by the balls and begins to squeeze 
causing Jimmy to scream in
Intense pain. With Jimmys mouth wide open, the Cop holding Damiens 
bloody testicles
Forces them into Jimmys mouth, and suddenly seals Jimmys Mouth with 
Super Glue.

Jimmys eyes widen in terror, and begins to go into shock.
One of the Cops looks at Jimmy and yells “Chew Them, and Swallow 
them!” as another Cop continues to
Squeeze tighter on Jimmys balls.  Jimmy begins chewing Damiens 
testicles that have now been placed inside his glued mouth.
After about ten minutes Jimmy finally swallows the chewed
Testicles.  One of the Cops opens a little box and shows Jimmy a 
bunch of small straight pins.
Jimmy begins crying as the Cop removes one of the pins and places 
it through one of Jimmys Nuts, as if it were a pin cushion. 

Jimmys body begins convulsing violently and the Cop continues with 
another and another,
And until Jimmys Nutsack resembles a living voodoo doll.
Then the cop picks up a container of gasoline and pours it all over 
Jimmys Penis and Balls.
He takes out a Cigarette, places it in his mouth, Lights a match, 
lights his cigarette, and
Throws the burning match onto Jimmys crotch. Instantly his Penis 
and Testicles are in flames.
Jimmy passes out from the pain. The Cops decide their fun is over 
with this victim as they
Pour the remaining gasoline over Jimmys body and watch as his body 
chars. 

Like a blinding light the reality hit me as two Cops walked towards 
me, it was now my turn! 
As the moved me away from the rail, to cuff me, the others removed 
Buds body from the noose that was about to hang me, and dragged him 
to the far side of the room. The noose was re-set and I was dragged 
and positioned to look through the noose.
 
One of the Cops knelt in front of me and roughly pulled a belt 
tight pulling my legs together at the ankles, then put another 
round my thighs pulling it tight, then the Cop behind me passed a 
belt round my 
biceps and pulled it tight pulling my arms painfully tight behind 
me, pushing my chest out. 
My dick was now raging hard. I had always fantasised about hanging 
and wondered what it would feel like to be hung till dead, and now 
I was not so far away from finding out! I was breathing deep and 
hard, still stood tightly bound, looking through the noose that had 
hung my friend Bud, and would soon hang me.
 
One of the Cops commented that he wanted to see me shoot my load as 
I died, so the Cop in front of me 
Opened my underwear and reached his gloved hand inside and roughly 
pulled out my dick. 
Without warning I felt the noose being placed over my head, and 
pulled tight, it was then loosened slightly so the knot laid along 
my left shoulder. One of the Cops snarled in my ear, “your gonna 
die slow real slow and feel that rope biting into your neck cutting 
off you air supply”. 

There was no movement nor sound apart from my frantic breathing, my 
heart was racing, my dick hurt it was so hard, my arms strained in 
their restraints. Then it started. A low hum, they have started the 
winch that would pull the rope tight and me to a slow strangling 
death at the end of it. 
At first I felt noting just heard the whine of the winch, then it 
started very slow but the 13 turns of the noose started to lift off 
my shoulder. Slowly the noose rose off my shoulder, it was starting 
to pull tight, I moved my head to the side to give a bit more slack 
in the tightening noose, but the respite it gave was short lived. 
My chest heaved as I took large gulps of air knowing that I would 
soon get no more! 
The noose rose still further. I stand in tiptoe again trying to 
prolong the inevitable moment when the noose pulls me off the floor 
stopping my airflow. I can feel the bottom of the knot digging into 
my ear, the Cops had left it that way so it would not cut off the 
blood to my brain but instead the noose would strangle me slowly to 
death.
 
Still it continued its upward pull. I stand past tiptoe now on the 
tips of my toes. Then it happened … I swing to the left a bit then 
back. I am off the floor. At first it does not feel much different 
then the panic sets in and I start to kick my bound suited legs to 
find some support, which they are never going to find! I pull at 
the restraints holding my arms behind my back pulling and 
struggling against them, trying desperately to break the hold they 
have on me so I can reach up and stop the noose doing its work. I 
kick and struggle franticly, still able to grab the odd breath 
gurgling and gasping my struggling tightened the noose that bit 
more, I can not get any more air, my chest heaves uselessly.  My 
dick strains hard and pulses, my head pounds it sound like my heart 
is in my head. I can feel my eyes bulging, and my tongue is being 
forced out of my mouth, my cock is pulsing, my chest straining for 
air.

Suddenly a Cop approaches me and begins french-kissing my open 
mouth.
I can feel his tongue in my throat.
I kick wildly pulling at my bonds trying to get free. There is 
buzzing in my ears, and the light is fading, I feel the rope tight 
and rough round my neck, doing its work, strangling the life out of 
me as I swing at its end kicking and struggling for the air I know 
I will never get. 
Then the Cop whispers in my ear, “After you cum, your nuts come 
off!”
With that, he reached down and began to masterbate me.

Soon I start to shoot my load, my last load, shot after shot shoots 
in front of me some landing on the Cop, 
and the rest running down my leg, I have never cum so much or so 
hard, my chest heaving and struggling with each shot of cum for 
that never to be had again breath. It felt like I had been cumming 
for hours, the orgasm and the buzzing in my ears subsides. Suddenly 
I felt something cold between my legs followed
by an intense pain shooting through my body, and the Cop fills his 
promise to castrate me.
When he stands I see my blood covered balls in his hands. I could 
feel my legs become wet as piss
starts to run down my legs to the floor that my feet would never 
touch again, mixing with my cum and blood on the floor. Things 
began to get blurry, then…..blackness!