backsidehouse

The Backside Of The House

The rich walnut paneling did nothing to muffle the sound of the intercom.

Sir, you have a call on line two, a Mister Miller, he say's its personal.

OK, Lucy I'll take it in a moment, said the representative

The moment lasted longer then the caller felt like waiting for, so when the representative finally pushed the button for the call, the line was empty.

Ten minutes later his door burst open,

Representative Jordan, we have to talk! The man speaking was big! Not the big of someone who eats one course too many, more like the big that comes from hours of hard work in the gym.

Sir, I'm sorry I tried to stop him but he wouldn't listen,

That's OK Lucy, I'll deal with this, leave us alone for a moment.

"Before you say another word Representative Jordan", said the stranger with a scowl on his face, "look at these"

    The representative took one look at the photographs the stranger threw onto his desk.

    "Where did you get these?" said Jordan, his face turning white then red, "And who in the hell are you?"

   "First things first, My name is Agent Miller and I'm with a special branch of the Secret service, I have been assigned to help clean up problems before they go too far. Second, You have been under surveillance for quite some time now, we are well aware of your business practices with some of the special interest groups, Including the one who you are dealing with here."

    "Shit" said Jordan, his body falling into his chair.

     "Now call your secretary and tell her to hold all your calls, we have something to discuss," said Agent Miller, setting his powerful frame into the chair opposite the representatives desk.

    The Representative picked up the phone and hit the button to connect him to his secretary, "Lucy, everything is fine, hold my calls till I tell you, OK?"

     "Yes, sir" Lucy said, here voice barely audible through the ancient phone system.

    "Now Agent Miller, What do you want?" Said Jordan, his composure returning, "If its money?"

     "No, its not money I want, as a matter of fact I don't 'Want' anything, What I need, is to correct this situation, so as to complete my assignment" said Agent Miller.

"So what are you saying," said Jordan, "if you don't want money, then what is it you're here for?"

     "I'm here to help you see the error of your ways Mr. Representative".

     "And how do you propose to do that, Agent Miller, Wasn't it?"

     "You have two choices, Mr. Jordan, We can go public with our information, or we can handle it in more private ways".

    "By public, you mean you could ruin me for life, don't you?"

       "Yes, Mr. Jordan, but you are important in the larger scheme of things, that's why you have the other option."

     "I don't see as I have a lot of choice, do I?"

     "Mr. Jordan, I have explained the choices you do have, what is your decision?"

      "Then privately of course!"

     "OK then Mr. Jordan, You are due on the floor in about 20 Minutes to cast your vote, I believe?"

    "Yes I am"

     "Then tell your secretary that you are not to be interrupted by anyone."

     "Lucy" Said the representative, pushing the appropriate button, "Go ahead and close the office for the afternoon, Send everyone home now."

"Now what Agent Miller"

     "Stand up and come around to this side of the desk, Mr. Jordan."

     The representative stood slowly from his chair, and with a look of uncertainty walked slowly around his desk.

     "Mr. Jordan, a hundred years ago you would have been horse whipped by the voters, then tarred and feathered, before they rode your ass out of town,
Today we don't have that much freedom, but we have our ways!"

     "Now Mr. Jordan, if you will please face the desk and drop your trousers for me"

      "What in the Hell?"

     "Just do as you're told Mr. Jordan, We don't have much time!"
      The representative looked at Agent Miller, saw the look of determination on his face, and slowly reached for his belt buckle.

     "Mr. Jordan, this afternoon you are due to vote on the very matter that you have been paid to vote a certain way for. That will not happen. We are going to give you something to remind you of the screwing you've been giving your voters, In hope that you will cast the correct vote according to their wishes. I will be watching you from the gallery, after you vote you will proceed to the address given, Is that understood?"

     "Yes Sir" said the Representative, Acknowledging his defeat as he unzipped his pants and dropped them to his ankles.

     "Now your briefs" said Agent Miller, Pulling a bottle and what appeared to be a plug of some sort from his coat pocket, "bend over the desk", "Good,"
" Now hold still or this can hurt more then it should", With that the Agent poured a few drops from the bottle onto the tips of his fingers and proceeded to push them up into the representative's virgin ass.

    "Stop," said the representative, "I can't take it!"

    "You can and you will" said Agent Miller, Forcing first one finger then the other deep into his hole, "relax, This is for your own good"

     The look on the representatives face showed anything but pleasure as the Agent worked his fingers around and around inside his hole.

    "You are going to feel some pressure, and will need to push out as I push this in," said the Agent, aligning the plug to the opening of his hole.

     The Representative gave a loud moan as the Agent forced at first the tip, then the entire plug up his ass.
Agent Miller couldn't help but notice how Jordan's ass was still firm at an age that most men had gone to pot. His report showed the Representative to be 45 years old with a clean bill of health, and a well used membership at the House fitness facilities.

"This could be more fun then I thought," said the agent to himself, "Now hold onto your desk Mr. Jordan, While I give you a small taste of what's in store for you."

     The representative reached without looking back, for the edge of his desk as Agent Miller removed the dressy but unusually thick belt from his pants.

     "Mr. Jordan, I'd advice you to keep quiet, You don't want your voice to bring in security, They might have some embarrassing questions to ask," with that Miller proceeded to raise his belt over his shoulder and bring it down sharply on the hot ass before him.

"Ummfff" murmured the representative, his face a mask of pain as Miller raised his belt again and again to lash out at his unprotected ass.

      After about sixty lashes Miller stopped and began replacing his belt, "now get up Mr. Jordan, and pull up your briefs and trousers"

     Jordan rose slowly wincing at the pain of the plug firmly embedded up his ass as well as the beating so recently applied. "You have five minutes to get to the floor, you'd better not be late!"

   Jordan finished buckling up his belt and grabbed his coat from the rack in the corner.

     "Can I promise to change?" said Jordan with a look of both fear and pain, "after the vote I mean"

     "Your word doesn't mean much anymore Mr. Jordan, you should know that! Now hurry, and after the vote proceed to this location," Said Miller putting a slip of paper into the Representatives shaky hand.

                          Chapter II

The Gallery was full by the time agent Miller got there, people visiting Washington did not want to miss the chance to see democracy in action. Agent Miller was able to secure a seat a few rows up from the rail, in front of him was the man he fondly referred to as the lieutenant, His partner in life as well as this current situation. The lieutenant was sitting next to the man who was seen in the pictures that Miller had shone Jordan, it appeared he was there to protect his interests.
The leader of the house stood calling the session to order and bringing to the floor the very bill that Miller was here to oversee.
As the issue was brought to a vote each representative gave his yea or nay, the Lieutenant keeping a sharp eye on the man next to him as representative Jordan cast his "corrected vote."
     "Why that....."Was all that escaped the mans lips before he saw the photograph in the lieutenants hand.
     "I think you better come with me sir" was all the lieutenant had to say to drain every bit of color from the mans face, "we need to talk"

"What in the hell are you doing with those?" said the man.

"Outside" said the leutinant, "now"
    The man rose slowly from his seat and followed the lieutenant out into the hallway, agent miller just a few steps behind.
     "Mr. Tompson, My name is Jones and I am with a special branch of the secret service, behind you is my partner Agent Miller"
     Tompson turned quickly to see the agent standing behind him.
"Mr. Tompson, we have been following your actions for some time. And have a collection of information on your activities, enough to secure a solid conviction, but do to the current political situation, we have been instructed to handle things in a different Manner"

Agents Jones and Miller each took the arm of the man between them and with a professional way escorted the man outside of the building and into a waiting car.

"Where are you taking me?" said the man, his fear rising with each turn of the car.

"You'll find out soon enough, Mr. Tompson," said Agent Miller.

The car proceeded slowly down Pennsylvania Avenue and over the bridge towards an area of town the man had never gone before.

"Now Mr. Tompson," if you will please extend your hands towards me," said Agent Jones,

    The man thought quickly about his options, there where two men plus the driver against one of him, and the doors had been automatically locked from the front compartment of the car. Knowing there was no way out he slowly brought his hands towards the agent.

Click went the cuffs that seemed to come from nowhere. "And now Mr. Tompson, you will be blindfolded" With that Agent Jones reached behind him for the blindfold. "Mr. Tompson, this is not our first case as you can tell and if you want to ever see the light of day without bars blocking your vision, you had better do as you are instructed"

Tompson felt the blindfold being fastened over his eyes as the car proceeded to a pre arranged site.
He could feel the car finally slow down before turning to the right and coming to a stop,

"Driver, you can hit the door opener now, we will take him in via the garage" said agent Jones as the sound of a garage door filled their captive with dread.

"Stop the car!" said their captive " I'll take my chances in the courts"

"To late for that Mr. Tompson, Things are already arranged" Said Miller as the car pulled to a complete stop and the engine shut off.

"We'll take it from here Driver," Said Miller opening his door," what happens from here on is a need to know basis"

The Agents carefully helped Tompson from the car, being careful to keep him from hitting his head on the doorframe. And led him through a doorway before cautiously descending down a flight of stairs.

"Boy Strip!" said miller, Suddenly Tompson felt one pair of hands release him and heard the sound of clothing being removed quickly and efficiently.

"Now Boy, Release Mr. Tompson's hands" said Miller.

Tompson twisted his hands, trying to get over the feel of the cuffs on his wrists," can I remove the blindfold now Agent Miller?" said Tompson. With a voice that betrayed his fears.

"You may remove that and your clothing Mr. Tompson," said Miller

"No way am I taking off my clothes, what are you a couple of Fags?" said Tompson, removing his blindfold and rushing towards the nearest exit.

Agents Miller and Jones anticipating his moves blocked the doorway and with the strength from years of hard work managed to knock Tompson to the floor and from a nearby shelf grabbed a serenge.

"Quick give it to him" said miller, "while I hold him"

Agent Jones quickly injected him with the drug filled serenge. And within a matter of moments Tompson found his world fading to black.

          Chapter III the reunion

     The dim lights in the room did nothing to improve Tompson's outlook, of course the position he found himself in didn't help either, his hands where very strongly bound under what appeared to be a suspended bench, his clothing no where to be seen, and to make maters worse his partner the Representative was bound in a similar manner facing him, with a very uncomfortable look on his face.

"uuuugh, what the hell is going on here?" said Tompson, shaking his head in an attempt to force out the cobwebs.

"Be quiet, they'll hear you!" said Jordan

At that moment Agents miller and Jones opened the door and proceeded into the room.

"Mr. Tompson, Representative Jordan, It is time to get down to business, it's good to see you both awake, that way I won't have to repeat myself. First, you both know why you are here, you know we have enough evidence to send you both away for a long time. You have seen the photographs that could very easily get into the wrong hands. But that will not happen, We, My boy agent Jones and I are going to see to your corrective punishment ourselves. From this point on, we will refer to you as #1 and #2 you Representative are #1 due to your office. You Mr. Tompson are #2, Now before we get started let even things up a bit,"

Agent Miller proceeded walk over behind Mr. Tompson's ass, "#2 your accomplice already has one of these in place, so don't fight it just open up"

Tompson felt the agent's hands working their way down his ass toward an area of his body no one but himself had touched since he was a child, "get the fuck away from me Faggot!"

Waaaaaap! Was the only sound in the room as miller applied all his strength into one swing against his ass.

"If you don't keep your mouth shut, I'll put something in it for you! Said Miller, with that the agent forced his finger deep into Tompson's ass,

"Hmmph" was the only sound to escape Tompson's mouth as Millers finger worked his private ring, Each time his finger moved inside, Tompson's body moved with it, at first away, Then as his body became used to it, he began to move back towards agent Miller, wiggling his Firm ass back and forth, side to side,

"I think #2 is enjoying this?" Said Miller slowly inserting yet another finger. "It's about time we put something larger up this hole #2!" with that the Agent took the plug from behind his back and in one firm push shoved the entire thing up the ass in front of him

"Augghhh! Take it out it's to big, it'll tear me apart!!!" said Tompson, his face withering in pain.

"Get used to it #2, it's going to be there for a while, and just in case you're thinking about pushing it out
Here's a little something to make you remember who is in charge!" Without missing a beat agent Miller whipped of his belt and proceeded to warm the ass of the man before him, his strokes matching perfectly the wails of pain coming out of Tompson's mouth. After about 5 minutes Miller let his belt drop to the floor, Tompson before him reduced to whimpering rag, slowly started to calm,

Now Boy, shall we get down to business?

"Yes Sir," said Jones, turning to open a cabinet behind him, "what do you want to start with sir?"

"I think as vocal as these two are, we'd better start with a couple of gags, hand me the medium size pecker gags, Jones, they can get used to the feeling of being used at both ends."

Jones reached into the cabinet and grabbed the indicated gags, tossed one to Miller, then proceeded to force one into the representatives mouth," that should keep them quiet for a while" said Jones," they always work on me!"

Miller just smiled at the last comment, "now grab the two cedar paddles and we can start setting fire to their ass." Jones reached into the cabinet and took out the paddles, the paddles where not the biggest by far, if anything they made more noise then pain, but Miller knew what he was doing. "Jones follow my lead, 6X6,
Six sets of six swats. Proceed now, you keep the count."

1, 2, 3, 4, 5,6, went two identical sets of swats, "One sir"

1,2,3,4,5,6, "two sir"

Both Tompson and Jordan's combined asses where starting to feel the accumulated heat of the first two sets.
Their asses starting to move any direction the restraints would allow any direction to get them out of the line of fire.

1,2,3,4,5,6, "Three sir"

1,2,3,4,5,6, "four sir"

1,2,3,4,5,6, "Five sir"

Tears could be clearly heard through the gags as the onslot came to its conclusion.

1,2,3,4,5,6, "Six sir!" Said Jones, a knowing smile on his face, "their asses should be stinging now sir"

"We've only begun Boy, Reach behind you for the tub of icy hot and get me a glove while you're at it"

Jones handed miller first the glove to put on his hand, then opened the tub and held it out for Millers use.
Miller, took a good size dollop of the icy hot and proceeded to rub it into the ass in front of him, carefully coating Tompson's ass both the outer area as well as working his way into the crack and around the plug imbedded there.

"Jones, Make sure you do the same with #1, we wouldn't want him to feel neglected," the representative was feeling anything but rejected as Jones worked the cream with his bare hands into the representatives ass, "and while we're at it, lets give their balls a good coating as well Jones"

"Yes sir"

"You two should start feeling a little coolness on your asses about now, but let me warn you, they will heat up real soon" said Miller, giving a final coating to Tompson's balls.

Tompson once virginal ass began to squirm, between the paddling and the Icy hot, he was more then a little uncomfortable.

"Lets give that a few minutes to set in Jones, Come over here" Jones left his spot behind the representative and proceeded towards Miller, "get your hands behind your head where they belong boy!" Said Miller,

     Jones proceeded towards Miller his hands placed interlocking at his back, his chest forward and leg as wide as possible.   Miller reached out as he approached and began massaging his nipples alternating from one to the other with his gloved hand, a light trace of icy hot remaining behind. Jones let out a slit tremble, knowing that even a trace would bring a warmth to his tender nipples, Miller slowly moved his hands away from Jones's chest and let them wander down towards his manhood, Jones knowing better than to resist, pushed his cock and balls out, separating his legs even farther.

"Good boy" said miller caressing Jones's dick with his ungloved hand while wrapping his gloved fingers around his balls, "you still tender from last night boy?"

"Yes sir, nicely sir" said Jones, smiling.

"You're turning into a pig boy"

"Oink oink SIR!"

"Bad piggy" Said Miller squeezing his balls, "don't get cute with me boy"

"No, no Sir" said Jones, his smile being replaced by a grimace of pain even as his cock began to grow.

"Now lets get back to work boy, These asses are probley nice and warm by now" Tompson and Jordan where clearly uncomfortable, their asses where glowing red.

"Yea, said Miller, feel that heat."

Jones reached out his hand toward the representatives ass and could feel even an inch or so above, the effects of the Icy hot and the paddling and done their job well.

"Yes sir, nice and hot"

"Hand me the strap now boy, "said Miller removing the glove from his hand "its time we get into some serious ass beating."

"Yes sir" said Jones, pulling out two identical straps and handing one two Miller, "and sir my balls are feeling warm as well"

Miller only smiled "we'll do a count of ten Boy, You count"

"Sir? Single count? Double count? Sir?

"Double 1,2, one boy"

"Yes sir"

"1"

"2"

"One sir"

Tompson was the first to scream through his gag after the first stroke struck his ass.
"1"

"2"

"Two sir"

The representative finally lost his composure and wailed with each stroke against his ass.

"1"

"2"

"Three sir"

Miller smiled as both Jordan and Tompson attempted to yell, scream and cry simotainiously as the count continued, Each doing everything possible to keep away from the leather strap as it continued to leave it's trail of welts across their asses.

"1"

"2"

"Ten sir" said Jones his arm was beginning to tire from the force of swinging the strap.

"Ok boy, put these away. Then get over here," Jones quickly replaced the straps before Miller decided to use them on him and closed the door to the cabinet before walking quickly over to his lover.

"So your balls are warm too boy?"

"Yes sir"

"Let me feel boy" Jones reached down and pulled up his cock to allow free access to his well-warmed balls.
"They feel just fine to me boy, they only got a light coat, think of what these two are feeling?"

"Yes Sir"

"Now lets remove these gags and see what these two have to say for themselves, Said Miller and remove their plugs while we're at it." Agent Miller moved behind Tompson and gripped the base of the plug," At the count of 3, 1,2,2and ½, 2and 5/4's 2and 5/8ths .3." Both Jones and miller pulled the plugs from the virgin asses grateful that they had yet to remove the gags, the look in both faces told of the screams that would have taken place, but by the time their hands had reached the buckles on the gag straps, there was no sound beyond a whimper.

"Now you two, We're going to remove the straps holding you down, I'd advise you both not to move an inch unless you would like another session with the strap!" "Boy, Come over to this side and untie #2 I'll deal with the representative myself"

"Yes sir" said Jones, crossing over to the shaking form of Mr. Tompson, slowing only long enough for Miller to lightly caress his ass.

"That will be mine later boy," said Miller, Jones only smiled his response

Together Miller and Jones made short work of the restraints the two captives made no move whatsoever but instead only looked in fear towards agent Miller.

"Now, #1& 2, get down off there and stand over here facing me!" both men leaped from the table as if on fire and hurried as best as they could over to Miller, Both of their ass sore and their holes aching from the plugs removal. Agent Miller reached out both hands and slowly started to fondle the men in front of him, Tompson, who had previously shouted faggot, simply stood there with his head bowed, while Jordan blushed at being handled this way by another man.

"1&2, as you can tell I can make you feel real nice or" Squeezing each set of ball "I can make you scream in agony" Both the Representative and his special interest friend remained silent. Each doing everything possible to ease the pressure from their balls, "Now I want you both to face each other and place your hands behind your necks" both men immediately followed Millers orders before he had a chance to re-affirm them with the strap, "closer" Jordan and Tompson each moved closer to each other until they could feel each others breath on their face, "closer" slowly both men came together, their chests touching as well as their cocks,

"Jones, Bring me the double parachute strap" The men almost jumped when they heard Miller call for a strap but where visibly calmer when Jones brought forth a strap composed of two circles of leather each looking like a flattened doughnut but joined at one point and with chains coming down. Miller proceeded to unsnap one side and place it around Jordan's balls, he then reached over and pulled Tompson's balls closer, placing them in the opposite side.

"Now Jones bind their hands around each other, and attach the 15lb weight to the strap." Jones quickly did as instructed, using two sets of restraints, he fastened their hands snugly, forcing them face to face, before he bent to attach the weight to their balls.

"Now 1&2 we are going to give you a little time to think about your actions, the Icy hot on your balls and asses should help your thought patterns." With that both Miller and Jones exited the room, shutting off the light and leaving them alone, their last sight was of agent Miller grabbing a firm piece of Jones's ass.
                    Chapter 4

Alone in a dark room no light to see by and no sounds to hear other then the breath of each other Jordan and Tompson found themselves reacting the each others presence.

   "This feels so strange," said Jordan.

   "Yea it does, I've never been this close to another man before"

   "Nor have I Mr. Tompson, Nor have I"

   "Your dick is hard isn't it?

   "Yea," said Jordan, "I guess I'm not as straight as I thought I was, but then it's not the only hard thing down there."

   " I can't help it, Between the heat on my ass and your dick poking me in front. I never thought I'd get turned on by another man" whispered Tompson.

"You think they'll come back soon?"

"I don't know, I kind of hope not, Jordan sighed, I have to admit, I'm enjoying myself"

"Me to" Said Tompson, Squeezing the Representative even closer to him.

"I don't know what you think your doing my friend but I hope you continue" whispered Jordan, "I couldn't help but see your ass while you where passed out" he continued, "Now I find myself wanting to touch it, probe it, just enjoy the feeling of it"

"I can't exactly stop you guy, not that I would" smiled Tompson, "I guess you have my consent"

Jordan smiled at his response and wrapped his own hands tighter around Tompson, and let his hands travel farther down, he had just enough separation between his hands that he could grab both of Tompson's ass cheeks,

"Your butt does feel warm!"

"Yea" said Tompson "and empty"

Jordan listened to Tompson and let his fingers travel further down Tompson's ass, "You still tender?"

"Yes, but go ahead Jordan, I want to feel it again"

Jordan laughed at Tompson, A virgin newly awakened, Jordan let his fingers explore the ring Tompson's ass, inserting first one finger then another, each motion setting off a chain reaction as Tompson forced his chest closer, his balls pulled by his attempts to drive himself onto Jordan's fingers. Jordan found his face moving closer and closer to Tompson's till their lips met and tongues intertwined inside.

Tompson and Jordan lost themselves in passion, not caring about anything but the pleasures of each other's bodies.

Meanwhile in another room Jones was on his knees, his arms down in front of him in an attempt to hold both his weight and Millers who was busy shoving every inch of his dick deep inside him,

"Oh sir, Fuck me sir, Fuck your boy sir" moaned Jones, "God I love it when you drive into me like that!"

"You are a pig, aren't you boy?"

"Oh yes sir, your pig sir!"

"Well, get ready for it boy, 'cause here it comes".   Miller increased the speed and force of his thrusts, while Jones's head shook back and forth, his entire body centered on his ass, and the man riding him, till finally Miller moaned and collapsed on top of him filling his ass with his juices, Jones's own juices forming a pile on the floor before him.

"Shit boy, I couldn't have a better partner, but you quote me on that and your dead meat!"

"Promise sir?" said Jones a wide smile on his face.

" Pig" said Miller withdrawing his dick and slapping Jones's tender ass, "it's time to check on our case."

"Yes sir"

Miller and Jones rose from the floor, Miller putting his dick back into his pants, Jones still naked lifted his face to Millers and kissed him.

"Thank you sir! you are a hell of a fuck" said Jones, ducking to avoid a playful slap from Miller,

"Come on boy, we have work to do."

Miller and Jones returned to the room, stopping Just outside the door, Miller raised one finger to his lips.

"Quite boy, Listen," said Miller, putting his ear to the door, "they aren't exactly fighting"

Jones leaned against the door and like Miller heard the moans of passion coming from within.

"Think we should break this up boy?"

"Sir, we are supposed to be disciplining them."

"Yea you're right boy"

Agents Miller and Jones carefully turned the knob, and quietly open the door just enough to give the right effect, before barging through shouting " All right assholes, it's time to scream!"

Both Jordan and Tompson, jerked upright with a start, Jordan's fingers quickly pulled our of Tompson's ass,

"Boy" Said Miller turning towards Jones, "untie their hands."

Jones quickly removed the restraints from both Jordan and Tompson, neither of them making a move.

"Boy, remove the parachute as well"

Jones bent to remove the parachute connecting both men, Their dicks still hard from their attempted play, swayed from side to side. Yet neither man moved to cover or defend themselves.

"Move apart assholes" shouted Miller, getting back into the mood, "you two have had enough time to think! among other things!, now it's time to talk!"
"Get over here on your knees, both of you!"

Jordan and Tompson quickly assumed the position directed by miller each man as if by instinct clasped their hands securely behind their necks.

"Jordan, You first, Why are you here?" Snapped Miller.

"Sir?" responded Jordan a perplexed look on his face.

"Why the fuck are you here asshole, what did you do to deserve this?"

"Sir, I betrayed the trust given me sir!" responded Jordan, surprised at his own response.

"And have you received enough discipline to correct this?"

Jordan paused just long enough to show the thought pattern forming across his brow, "No Sir, Sir I deserve much more than what I have been given sir"
Agent Miller's Jaw almost dropped, Jordan had a reputation for being very straight laced yet the Representative before him was clearly asking for more, his body showing what his words had not.

"We both do" Echoed Tompson, causing Miller to do a double take, his eyes extending to Jones who gave him a look that conveyed the laughter he was barely holding back.

"Spread your legs assholes"

Jordan and Tompson spread their legs as Miller directed, their naked forms looking like bookends, their balls pulled up tight and their cocks threatening to explode at the merest touch.

Miller glanced down at the two men before him wondering in his mind what he had done wrong, and how he could turn their obvious pleasure into the punishment they both needed and deserved.

"Jones, sterilize and bring 6 rings and the equipment needed for them" said Miller a new idea forming even as he spoke.

Jones quickly left the room while Miller returned his attention to the men before him, "Spread those legs farther, I want to see those balls touch the floor" He barked.

Jordan and Tompson did their best to comply, the evil grin on Miller's face forcing their dicks to slowly loose their rigidnes until their dicks at least touched the ground.

"Now kiss the ground Assholes!" shouted Miller, his voice catching them off guard and setting their bodies in motion before their minds had a chance to issue a warning. Jordan and Tompson found their faces on the floor, the pain in their legs intensified by their separation.

"Now stay" said Miller, who slowly began to walk around them, taking an inventory of each quivering muscle, Jordan it appeared hadn't worked the muscles he was using now for quite some time, his legs stiff and his back trying to decide weather to make him scream in agony or ride the pain to another level, Miller watched every move, bending to run his fingers over every in of the representatives back, twirling his fingers in the patch of hair just above the crack of his ass before parting his ass and beginning a slow probing of the area there, first one finger, then another, taking residue from the Icy Hot further into the mans hole, stretching it in ways Jordan never thought possible, Until tears began to form in the representatives eyes.

"Oh please Sir" Jordan whispered breaking his silence, "play with it Sir, fill it Sir!"

Williams stopped pleasuring Jordan's hole, and turned to straddle him instead. Williams then began a slow series of slaps that started to build in intensity, forcing Jordan to squirm under the rising pain, Jordan's plea for pleasure soon changing to tears as every inch of his body began to center on his ass, then just before pain turned to pleasure Miller stopped and stepped forward away from the now sobbing Jordan.

Tompson listened to his partner in crime, being careful not to move, till his own muscles screamed in pain, yet even in the midst of the pain Tompson longed for millers touch. Even pain from Miller would be better then the emptiness he felt in his ass. Tompson had from the first insertion of the plug up his ass, given up on his past life, always having been the ladies man, he had never lacked for a woman in his bed, their fingers strolling through his hairy chest as they moaned in passion, but thoughts of this did nothing compared to the way his body responded to Millers touch, the same Miller who had begun to explore his back.

Millers took his time exploring the back before him, touching, caressing, building pleasure till Tompson's nerve endings screamed for release, yet Miller continued using his knowledge of the male form to cause Tompson a different kind of pain then he had ever experienced before. Miller explored with his eyes as well as his hands watching Tompson's no longer virgin ass opening and closing as if begging to be filled, yet Miller refused him the pleasure, instead used his fingertips to caress around it, making Tompson moan even louder, begging for release and finally shedding tears of longing before miller stepped away.

Miller smiled to himself at the two men whimpering before him, one from the pain that reddened his ass, the other crying tears of longing for something he had not ever thought possible, the caress of another man. Miller just shook his head and walked over to the cabinet and began pulling out rope

Chapter 5

   "Ok 1&2, Up" Snapped miller, Tompson and the representative both rose to their feet, not quite as quickly as they had dropped to them, but quick enough for miller. "Now I want you both up on the table, Back to back, do it!"

Tompson and Jordan almost ran to the table, Tompson setting on the edge and swung his legs up, Jordan taking a little more time due to the pain in his ass. Miller grabbed a piece of rope and raising both Jordan and Tompson's arms, tied them together, forming an arch of flesh over the two men.

     Miller at any other time would have stopped and possibly even Held a still weeping bottom, but as hot and desirable as these two men where, he had a job to do, so Miller simply stepped away and walked towards a discrete switch on the nearby wall, flipping it on to activate a wench and pulley hidden in the ceiling, from the wench came a chain with a ring attached that dropped with in inches of the bound hands, Miller quickly attached the rope to the ring and flipped the switch again to secure their hands well above and out of his way, Just as Jones came through the door.

"Sir, here are the things you required" said Jones, placing a covered tray on a nearby table.

"Thank you boy, Number 1&2, we are not done with you, but before we go any farther we have a little something for you." Miller smiled at the reaction his words brought to the restrained forms before him." When you leave here you will each have a permanent reminder of what has transpired, this should make you think twice before you trade the publics trust for cash and special interests. Jones bring me the antiseptic scrub"

"Yes sir" Said Jones, lifting a corner of the cloth, Jones removed a small bottle and a couple of clothes and handed them to his master.

"Now this will clean the area for the next step, do not even attempt to struggle" said Miller, covering first Tompson's right nipple with a small amount of the scrub, then turning to Jordan, did the same.

"Now Jones hand me one set" Said Miller, donning a pair of latex gloves.
"Yes sir,"

Jones carefully handed Miller a set of forceps, handle first that Miller in turn applied to the Representatives tender nipple, "now another set Boy"

Jones carefully repeated his actions, paying special attention to the faces of the two men, Tompson's face had tightened almost to the point of a grimace, his eyes squinting shut in an attempt to block out the pain in his nipple, while Jordan, simply looked down as if the forceps on his nipple where the most natural thing in the world.

"Now Jones I want you to very carefully hand me the first needle"

Both the Representative and Tompson's eyes shot towards Miller at the sound of the word, fear and curiosity blending into one look. Their eyes betraying what their mouths refused to speak as Miller carefully lifted the forceps on Tompson's right nipple and with a trained eye, drove the needle through in a clear horizontal line. Tompson's silence ended with a scream as the needle pierced his flesh.

"Now the second needle"

   Jones carefully placed the second needle into Millers hands and watched in fascination as he repeated the same procedure on Jordan. Jordan unlike his co-ort didn't cry out, his only expression, a teardrop falling from a tightly closed eye.

Miller returned his attention to Tompson, where he very carefully removed the forceps before taking the small ring that Jones was already passing to him. "This will hurt a bit" said Miller with a smile, as he opened the ring and placed one side into the hollow end of the needle, Miller with a strange tenderness pushed the needle farther through Tompson's nipple, half dragging half pushing the ring with it until it was through the hole made by the needle. Miller then took the pliers extended by Jones and reformed the ring back to its original form. Tompson's body wracked with sobs as Miller took a little more of the scrub and carefully cleaned the new piercing.

"Now for you" Said Miller turning to Jordan.

"Sir! Permission to speak Sir?" responded Jordan stopping Miller in mid movement.

"What number 1"

"Sir, respectfully request permission that I be allowed on my knees for this, SIR!"

Miller shook his head and looked at Jones, almost loosing character "what do you think boy?"

Jones shook his head "Sir, What's fair for one is fair for the other, I think he should stay put. We shouldn't make this a reward for him."

"You have a point there boy" "no Jordan stay right where you are"

Jordan was visibly unnerved by the decision but stayed put as Miller proceeded to once again duplicate his handiwork.

"Jones, get me the leg restraints from the cabinet"

"Yes Sir" said Jones moving away from the tray and proceeded to pull out the restraints Miller had requested.

"Now put one set on each of them, Attach the rope to your left to each and bring their legs up as high as possible."

Jones did as requested forcing the men into a very uncomfortable position, legs drawn tight feet raised so high that it forced them to spread their knees in an attempt to get some form of comfort.

"That will do Boy" remarked Miller, Miller Walked around the two men, touching here and there, tugging slightly at their newly ringed nipples before finally stopping before the high and mighty representative, "now boy, Bring me one of the forcepts and take the other one for your self, we are about to give each of these ass wipes a very private reminder".

Jones Carefully handed Miller the forcepts and duplicated his actions, First with his fingers pinching the flesh just below Tompson's tightly pulled balls, then applying the forcepts as Miller and shown him, Tompson's eyes grew large at the sight of yet another needle being removed from the tray and taken below his line of site.

"Sir" cried Tompson, "please Sir!"

"what the fuck do you want #2?"

"Sir, Agent Miller Sir, I don't know if I can handle another needle sir!"

"you can and you will #2"

Tompson's body shook with fear as Jones quickly jabbed the needle through the tender area of his skin, Jordan did more then Shake, he screamed, his body growing taught and his fear forcing drops of sweat to form on his body.

"#1&2 this will not be as painful as the ones in your nipples, they are also a small gift from the two of us" with that Miller duplicated his earlier move and inserted the ring into the hollow needle, pulled it through and closed it.

"Well it is about time to finish up here Jones, lets Get the last part done and get these two back before they are missed."

"Yes Sir" said Jones, " should I get the equiptment out now?"

"No, I'll get it while you untie these two, Have #2 get off the table but #1 can stay there".

Jones quickly did as instructed, and Jordan, Freed from his bonds took a quick moment to stretch his arms.

"#1, that will be enough of that!" Said Miller, returning with a safisticated low light camera. "I want you to use your arms to spread your legs wide!"

Jordan huradly did as instructed, clearly seeing the camera but to overwelmed by the feelings in his body that he no longer cared. His legs forced up and held in place by his arms, his hole open, exposed and empty as Miller brought the camera in for a full view photo.

"#1 use one hand to finger your hole."

Jordan did what hours ago he never would have even thought of doing, He began to finger his hole. Tracing the ring of his ass while Miller began taking photographs.

"Poke it in there #1" ordered Miller

Jordan needed no further encouragement and proceded to finger his hole, opening it with one finger before adding another till he had three fingers giving his hole the attention he had earlier begged for, while Miller shot photo after photo.

"#2 get up there and help #1 loosen his hole!" barked miller, Tompson jumped to the table and pushed Jordan's hands away and replaced them with his face. His own lust taking over driving his face deeper and deeper into the hole of the man before him, letting passion take control and ignoring the snap of the camera around them. Tompson finally withdrew his face and turned towards Miller,

"Permission to fuck sir?"

Agent Miller only smiled and nodded his head once before Tompson had thrown Jordan's legs over his shoulders and in one stroke shoved his manhood deep within the Representatives ass. Miller continued shooting the photos upto and including Jordan shooting his load high into the air, his cock untouched by his own hand overriding his body and releasing the pleasure deep within. While Tompson continued his thrusts deeper and deeper into his hole.

"oh God Sir, permission to cum sir?" before the last word had escaped his lips Tompson has withdrawn his dick from Jordan's hole and with one stroke of his hand, shot his own load.

to be continued...