Trained With Pain

by Mark Andrews

  All four of them went home for the weekend just prior to starting at uni and in the twins’ case, Bill and Margaret Sedgman were astounded at how bright and alive they were. Wendy and Craig had always been exemplary children: bright, alert, obedient and always loving, but now there seemed to be that edge …

  This was in part due to the exercise, both physical and mental, and to the pain they all delighted in. It was also due to sex.

  Karl had trained his partner, Alice, in the arts of enhanced sexual pleasure and he himself had learned it from an Indian guru to whom he had been sent by the Agency. Now the pair of them had taken the four trainees and shown them how to use their bodies to create in their partner the most wondrous sexual pleasure imaginable.

  First they had demonstrated a few of the techniques to the twins and Jenny and Peter.

  Alice had first very sensuously undressed Karl and now, as the trainees saw their trainer totally naked for the first time, they goggled. They had seen him stripped down to an athletic support before when he had demonstrated a gymnastics technique to them but they had not seen his genitals. Now, as they sprang into view, all four stared very rudely. Karl just grinned.

  He knew his cock and balls were considerably larger than usual and now, as Alice took it in her hand, he erected his penis to its full majestic size—all of nine thick, throbbing inches and the balls that hung below its root were hen’s egg size.

  Then he started on Alice, gently removing her clothes while playing up to her, kissing her, fondling her, whispering little endearments into her ears. The trainees hadn’t seen her naked before either and when they did, gasped at the perfection of her body.

  Both she and Karl were totally nude of hair on their bodies. As with all agents these days, they had been recruited by means of alert school inspectors and had all suffered the ritual depilation of their groins. This had started a trend in many people to denude the rest of their bodies as well and it was by no means unusual.

  The four naked trainees now looked from their trainers to themselves and mentally noted that Karl and Alice had better bodies than they did. Each privately resolved to work harder at their exercises.

  But then Karl began to make love to his assistant. It was slow and sensual and each of the watchers was now sure he loved her… He had to, surely. Nobody could feign the emotion he was displaying as his great tool ploughed in and out of Alice’s body. And just look at her! She was going at it just as hard, her sleek muscles scintillating as she drove up to meet his plunging weapon.

  They were doing it on a mat in the gym and the other four were sitting around its perimeter, all staring goggle-eyed at the scene being played out before them. It was erotic but it was also beautiful. The huge black man making love to the just as athletic but considerably smaller Alice, was a sight they could hardly credit. Karl made love to Alice for precisely half an hour but he didn’t come. Not once, although he brought his partner to four climactic orgasms during that time.

  When it was over, he and Alice sat on the mat and faced their students. “I imagine you now believe Alice and I are lovers?” he asked.

  “Aren’t you?” came the chorus.

  “We are not. We like one another but we are not and have never been lovers. Yes we both know to simulate the love you imagined you just observed. It is a most useful tool for agents. Now we are going to try it between you four. We want you to try and emulate everything you saw us do. Wendy, you will go with Peter and Jenny, you may take Craig …”

  The two couples made a valiant attempt but it was a poor showing after the splendour of what had just gone before. “Never mind, people. Alice and I will take you privately and show you how it’s done. For now, let’s get back to gymnastics …”

  From then on, both trainers took the boys and girls to their beds and showed them how to make love with fervour and sincerity so that after six months, the best call girl on the planet would have been envious of their skill.

  For the first six months, Karl and Alice restricted themselves to heterosexual partners, Karl showing Jenny and Wendy and Alice the two boys how to perform with skill, fervour and feeling, as if they really loved the other person. But then they switched and Karl took Craig.

  The boy was very nervous but Karl soothed him and showed him that male to male love can be very pleasant once you put out of your mind the ingrained mores of societal thinking. And it was the same as Alice showed Wendy and Jenny how to make love with her. It didn’t turn the trainees into gays and lesbians but it did open their minds to other possibilities and once they had accepted the role reversals, found these activities quite pleasurable. Certainly, if called on in the field to use them, they would give very convincing performances…

  But we jump ahead.

  Karl let them attend uni for the first week in normal clothing. After two months of permanent nakedness, they found them uncomfortable at first but they soon got used to them. They were now dressed in normal underclothes, shirts and jeans, and normal socks and shoes as they went through orientation classes and got to know their fellow students.

  But then things changed. First, underclothing was denied them.

  “You are all going through disorientation exercises now, people. For the last two months, you have been perfectly naked. We have depilated you and shaved your heads. Over the last week, you have been returned to normal attire. Now it is time to disorient you again. You are now to dress — but without underwear of any kind …”

  This lasted a week and then came the next bombshell. Craig was going to wear a restraint under his clothes.

  “It is going to be very, very uncomfortable, Craig. Your task will be to wear it, absorb the discomfort and appear perfectly normal all day.” Before attaching it to his body, though, he was thoroughly cleaned.

  They all trooped into their bathroom and Craig had to bend over to be douched with four enemas until his inner body was quite clean. He didn’t like it but Peter’s cock was at full mast as he watched his friend take the huge dildo nozzle up his rectum and then take the two pints of warm soapy water into his bowels — four times.

  Then it was time for the horrible restraint. It was in two parts. Both were made of stainless steel. The back part was a realistic dildo, moulded of the shiny metal and this went up into his rectum. It was attached to the cage into which his cock and balls were stuffed. The cage was much too small for them and his cock had to bend down over itself in order to gain entry. Once the thing was locked around his hips by means of a thin and flexible stainless steel band that locked in the small of his back, it was there until Karl undid it once he was home.

  “I would advise no food or drink during the day, Craig, or you might begin to feel rather embarrassed. Embarrassed and in very severe discomfort for you will find you cannot urinate any more than you can defecate with the restraint in place. It is a severe trial for you, boy, but I know you will weather it well …”

  He did, too. Alice went along to the university later that day and covertly watched him. She reported back that he showed a remarkable equanimity, sitting down easily despite the pressure this placed on the dildo up his rectum and walking almost normally, even though the cage over his genitals and the rod that connected it to the dildo up his ass made perambulation more than slightly uncomfortable.

  Craig was determined to succeed. And to do this, he pretended he was a slaveboy being tested by his mistress. If he succeeded, she was going to allow him to take Alice to his bed for a night of love. This was a dangerous ploy on his part for in no small measure, Craig had fallen for the so athletic Alice and thinking about her in these terms tended to excite him — and that was a disaster for then his cock began to stir inside the cage; to try and straighten out from its bent over position …

  The others stayed by him though and although they weren’t allowed to comfort him by word or deed, their presence helped.

  That
night, as Karl removed the restraint, he congratulated the boy on his efforts. “Next time, it will be Jenny who will wear a restraint and believe me, girl, you will wish it was as easy as this was for Craig …”

  Craig grinned wryly. He hadn’t thought it easy at all and so he wondered, as did the rest of them, what Jenny’s gadget was going to be.

  They didn’t find out until the following week. As with their ritual tortures, these somewhat milder trials were imposed seemingly at random but there were definite gaps between them. When they were assembled in the bathroom, all naked still of course for the restraints were fitted to the victim’s body first thing in the morning, before they dressed to go to uni, and Karl held up the thing for them all to see, they all quailed. Mostly Jenny of course for it was she who was shortly going to be fitted to this thing.

  It resembled Craig’s restraint in some ways in that it had the flexible stainless steel belt to go around the hips—except that for the females, the sides of this rode up high at the sides to avoid the much more prominent hip bones on the female of the species. It also had the rod-like tube on which was mounted the anal dildo, identical to Craig’s in size and shape. The difference was in the other item for there was no cage in this device. Instead, there was another dildo. This one however was not the same as the anal model. It housed a long-life battery, an electronic controller and a vibrating unit that operated quite silently but with considerable punch.

  Karl fitted the thing to Jenny’s body, adjusting both the inter-crural rod and the hip belt until both were snug and the two dildos firmly and fully inserted into their respective orifices.

  “Comfortable, Jenny?” he said, grinning down at her as he lightly fondled her beautiful breasts and flat belly.

  “Comfortable enough, I suppose, Karl, but it feels awful — so filling…”

  “You’ll soon get used to it,” he said confidently. “But you won’t get used to this …” and now he produced a tiny controller from his pocket and pressed a red button on its face.

  Jenny immediately showed surprise and then shock as the dildo inside her vagina came to life, teasing her clit and the other sensitive nerve endings inside her body to an almost immediate orgasm.

  She screamed, but not in pain. The pleasure was intense. Far more than anything she had experienced with a real male, even with the expert Karl. “Turn it off!” she screamed after a few seconds. “It’s too much … I can’t stand it!”

  “Yes you can. And every now and then, during the day, you are going to feel such pleasure. It might be in a lecture room, or during lunch. Even while you are responding to a question from your lecturer… And yet you are going to pretend to nothing … Just as Craig did …”

  “Oh God! I can’t. I won’t be able to …”

  But she did. All day she lived in dread that another of those intense pleasure signals was going to burst upon her. She wondered of course how it was done. She knew all about vibrating dildos. She had even tried one but they didn’t create the sensations she had experienced back at the house that morning. What she didn’t know was that the electronic wiring inside the thing was not only a receiver that switched the dildo’s vibrator unit on and off, but a converter that took the DC voltage of the battery and converted it to a high frequency signal that was attuned to her pleasure buds and the tiny electrodes near and against her clitoris added to the vibrations to stimulate her to the most incredible climaxes possible in a human female.

  That didn’t make it any more bearable though. If she could have enjoyed it lying on her bed and dreaming about Karl’s naked body, it would have been wonderful; as it was, inserted in her quim under her clothes and without her having any say in when it was to be activated, it was sheer torture …

  Karl was at the university that day. He stood outside her lecture room in a position so that he could see her but she was oblivious of his presence. The first time he activated it, she was sitting quietly, listening to the lecturer and taking notes. The thing began its dreadful work and she squirmed in her seat, aware of people around her watching her curiously. Did she have a bee in her pants?

  She soon controlled herself though, fixing her face into a rigid smile and forcing herself to listen to the lecturer and to take down notes of his main points. Karl kept up the action until he was sure she had orgasmed though, her juices now sliming down the steel dildo and some actually leaking onto the inner lining of her jeans.

  The next time was at lunch. She was seated with the other three and a couple of other students, eating their cut lunch and Jenny was speaking when Karl, hidden behind a nearby tree, activated the dildo. Jenny stopped in mid-word, her face frozen as the little tingles and the violent but silent vibrations seized her body and soul.

  Craig, Peter and Wendy knew what was happening to her but the others didn’t and they stared at her in awe and mystification until she took hold of herself and finished the sentence, explaining she had had a sudden thought and please excuse her rudeness … Wendy hid her mirth behind a sudden coughing fit and Craig had to look the other way.

  The last trial for her was the worst, by far. As he had said, Karl waited until she was responding to the lecturer’s question when he hit the button.

  She stopped, again in mid sentence, blushed furiously but then, regaining her composure very quickly, finished her answer satisfactorily and then sat down, while the dildo continued its evil work of exciting her to yet another orgasm.

  Again Karl congratulated her on how well she had conducted herself. “In time, you will all learn not to even show a sign that your are being tortured or pleasured — for there is little difference between the two. You will become masters of the inscrutable, quite able to take intense pain or pleasure and show no sign of either.

  “Now let us go down to the yard. I want two hours of really hard pony work from you all before we go in for dinner. Then it’s going to be three hours of study for all four of you …”

  Peter’s first restraint was different to Craig’s. He still had the anal dildo — they all had to submit to this but the genital restraint was quite different …

  This time it was a mere collar around the root of his cock and his scrotum. It was adjustable and was secured rather tightly around his genitals and that could be a problem for if he allowed it to erect, he knew it would be a long time going down again. What he didn’t realise, until Karl produced the controller, that is, was that, like Jenny’s frontal dildo, it contained electrodes, fed from the battery and electronic works inside his anal dildo, that could tingle and send almost irresistible urges to his libido, thereby pumping blood into the erectile tissue in his cock. There was no other restraint on it and therefore, if he didn’t want the embarrassment of a violent erection to show at the front of his jeans, he would have to learn to control it.

  As with Jenny, Karl tested him to the limit, spying on him and activating the device at the most critical moments. Without underwear of any kind, his cock was directly in contact with his jeans and this was bad enough. Add to that the intermittent excitement of the delicious little tingles to his genital organs and he was hard-pressed to keep his cock slack — and yet still concentrate on whatever else he was doing.

  As Karl explained later, “You are going to have to be able to do two or even three things at once when in the field. You need to be alert to everything that is going on around you but still be able to concentrate on the job in hand. It’s not an easy thing to do more than one thing at a time but these trials will help …”

  They didn’t join any clubs at the university, nor did they engage in any of its sporting activities. They attended their lectures and tutorials diligently and then returned home. They had more lessons back there to attend and Karl and Alice took care of their bodies both physically and sexually.

  Their lessons in spy-craft continued. Their gymnastics and pony-training went on, always getting harder and more demanding as
their muscles and their hearts and lungs learned to cope with the increased pressures on them. Karl made them study hard, well into each night and at least with Wendy and Craig, quizzed them on their knowledge. For the other two, he brought in others now and then to ensure they were acquiring the necessary knowledge.

  In short, he worked them harder than they would have thought possible, both mentally and physically. Their only relief was sex. At first, as has already been said, heterosexual sex with him or Alice and then later with each other; later laced with elements of homosexual sex, again with him and Alice and afterwards with the other trainees.

  These were also in the nature of lessons but they were pleasurable as well. Karl made sure of that. Sex was never used as a torture in the house. It was their relief from the one hundred percent slog he demanded of his trainees…

  They were young however. They were dedicated to their future roles and they knuckled down and applied themselves to all of Karl’s demands. Indeed, they all grew to love him and Alice. He was a hard disciplinarian but he was also fun to be with and sex with him (and with Alice) was always great.

  One thing he watched very carefully was their masochism. This was, in all of them, the great driving force that pushed them to succeed in everything else. He wanted it to develop to its full potential but also to be channelled into controllable paths. He learned to read each of them like a book and to appreciate the signs and then he tortured them.

  Always with the others watching. Sometimes in the cellar of the house; sometimes by applying one of his numerous restraints to their bodies before they went to university for the day.

  Wendy had one of these placed on her a month after starting at the uni. As with each of the others, it comprised a large anal dildo but there was no frontal model as with Jenny’s unit. Instead, there was a triangular metal pouch on the inside of which were short but very sharp tacks and in the centre a short fat dildo, all around which were more tacks although these ones were not sharp and were very short.