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As they left Randy's house, William noticed the mayor's wife peeking out her window toward the sheriff's home. William pointed it out to Randy.

"There's somethin'goin' on there I ain't been able to put my finger on" the sheriff said." I do seriously think the mayor's wife may have got in on the pussy lappin' but I can't imagine her wantin' that shit while the Colonel was sharing his dick with her. But there's somethin' goin' on there. I gotta keep an eye on it and try to make sure it don't bite me in the ass."

"Didn't seem like your deputy had any clue that his girlfriend got married this afternoon" William said. "Can anybody really have his head that far up his ass?" They all laughed.

"Arney's always been a dumbass" the sheriff said. "if he weren't my cousin, his ass would have been gone a long time ago. It was pretty amazing that a woman as beautiful as Velma Sue would ever even have given him the time of day."

"Maybe he's got some kind of monster in his pants" the doctor said.

Both men laughed.

"It sure ain't that" the sheriff said. "Dopie's got more dick than Deputy Arney. I used to wonder if maybe Velma Sue really like girls and used Arney as a cover so no one would suspect her of bein' a cunt lapper. She did seem seem real eager to make friends with Nellie Walker when she came to town. But she seemed pretty happy today to be with the Colonel. "

"I think the Colonel has shown himself to be pretty open to anything, sexually speaking" William said. "It could mean any number of things or it could just be that two people actually fell in love fast and got married. Time will tell."

They were at the Butter cup Motel by then and they headed straight to room 21, where they were greeted by Benjie. Aaron was on the bed and they said Eric was still in the shower.

"Sorry we're a little early, but we had to run by my house to check on a couple of things" the sheriff said.

At that moment, Aaron came out of the bathroom, still naked, using a towel to dry his hair and exposing the thick hair under his arms. He seemed totally comfortable with these men seeing his thick, swinging uncut meat swinging below a thick patch of pubes. When he saw the men had arrived he apologized for his nudity but they told him no apology was necessary. He seemed very comfortable exposing his fit body to them as he sat on the bed, still toweling his hair.

"All three of us have no problem with naked men – as a matter of fact we all enjoy them" William said as they introduced the doctor to the three guys. Aaron continued to dry his body.

"I realize that this may come out of the clear blue for you guys and you may have no interest at all in what I am about to propose to you" the sheriff said. "We haven't known each other for even twenty four hours, but my gut tells me that you are all good guys. We've had a lot going on here in the past few days."

He told the boys about all of it, from the fire at the Colony and the cross burning and the burning of the school and the community to the Smith brothers and how they had been involved in not just the fires, but also in circumcising one of their sons. It was explained that Barrow had been arrested t the school and Tara Bedford's involvement in putting out a hit on Kurt. He also explained about William's father and how he had been trafficking men, women and children for years and paying bribes to corrupt government officials in several countries.

"The truth is, sheriff, that this kind of shit goes on everywhere" Aaron said. "It's a dangerous world and most people have no idea just how bad things are. You've been honest with us and you really saved our lives today. Now I need to be honest with you. I told you I'm married with a kid. That's only partially true. I am married to a young black woman. She was engaged to my younger brother, Todd. They had been really careful and secretive but somebody found out he was dating her. We had a cross burned in our yard and my brother got taken off and killed, sheriff. Not a fuckin' thing was done. Everybody in our community knew who was responsible and nobody did a single thing. All three of us have wanted to get out of Alabama for a long time but jobs are hard to come by for three guys with high school educations. We all managed to get a little college, but then construction jobs in Alabama went bust. We love building houses but we couldn't get work. This road construction job was something we all hated, but it put food on the table. If you've got something to offer us we'll jump at the chance. You've certainly proved yourself to us and we like what we've seen. I ain't slept a whole night since my brother was killed. I want to get my wife and kid out of there so bad I can taste it. If we can just scrape together a livin', we'll be willin' to do most anything."

The boy had become emotional as he told his story but both the other boys had come to sit beside him as he told it. It was clear they were supportive of each other.

"You guys won't have to scrape" the sheriff said. I can pay all of you damned decent salaries you ain't likely to make anywhere else. I took over that Bedford bitch's construction company so I can make things happen. We had a whole crew of four resign because I threw her ass in jail. She had pressed her manager to hire them and I have a gut feelin' they was all klan members. They're gone and I need four good workers. I think I found one earlier, but if you guys are interested, we can get started on all of this tomorrow. I will also provide you boys a home to live in and three meals a day. Does that sound like something you might be interested in?"

"Interested?" he asked. "I'm more than interested, I'm ready to sign on the dotted line right now. I don't know about my buddies but I'm as in as I could possibly be. Earlier today I said you might be Santa Claus. Now I'm thinkin' you're Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny and the fuckin tooth fairy all rolled into one!"

The boys all started happily wrestling on the bed as the other three enjoyed watching them.

Randy called Mr. Miller, the business manager for Bedford Construction and told him he had hired a new crew. He asked for a meeting with all their employees at seven a.m. the following day and the man said he would get it set up.

"I feel like I'm dreamin' but if I am I don't want to wake up" Aaron said. "I'll never breathe easy till my wife and baby are here. I'm so scared for theme very minute. It will bso nice to lay that burden down."

"You're a good man for takin' on the raisin' of your brother's son and taking care of his woman" William said. "Not many men would do that. It shows me who you are."

"So is there any plan for fuckin' with your prisoners tonight? Just tell us what we need to do and it's done" Benjie said.

"I think a top priority needs to be getting the name of other klan members" William said. "The church we took that table from reported the theft to the sheriff's office today but they also reported some cash and several other things stolen. We know that's not true because we were the ones who broke in. There's somebody in that church, maybe a whole group, dealin' dirty, even with his partners."

"It is my intention, before all is said and done, to get the names of all the boys who got cut on that altar table and do the same damn thing to their paws" the sheriff said. I also feel that most of the men in that church are klan members. We know for sure that the Smith brothers know those names and I suspect the Prints do too. And I have no doubt that Will Barrow knows it all. I really think he's the head of all these stupid motherfuckers and he loves playing the puppet master."

"From what you all have told me it sounds like Mr. Sligh is going to be a tough nut to crack" the doctor said. "Any man who would use his own grandson as a pawn is as low as it gets. I haven't had the pleasure of meeting the man yet, but that's my take. I also think the key to breaking him will be William. He obviously hates our friend and it is William who will be able to humiliate him to the greatest extent."

"Which one was the fairly handsome guy with the really hairy ass and the kind of smallish dick?" Benjie asked. "He struck me as a really arrogant fuck."

"You're right, Benjie," William said. "That's Will Barrow who had planned on being the principal of our school before all this. I think he has a lot of information that he hasn't been willing to part with. Barrow's extremely homophobic and really can't stand to have a man's hands on him. He's from a very old family in this town and his ties with Mrs. Bedford seem to be quite strong. We have evidence she has been handling all the funds for the klan group for years. As a matter of fact, she is under house arrest at the home you guys will be moving into. It may be possible, if we keep our relationship secret, that you guys could get some information."

"I always wanted to be a spy" Eric said. "This could be my chance."

"You guys should know that the owners of the dungeon said there's a closet in the back of the space with all kinds of wicked toys and shit that we haven't even looked into" William said.

"I'll be honest with you guys, the thought of fuckin' the hairy ass off that gay-hater Barrow is already makin' my dick hard" Benjie said, grabbing his crotch and making all the guys chuckle.

"Are any of you guys squamish?" the doctor asked "Does blood bother you?"

"I might be a little squeamish at times, to be honest," Benjie said. "But I ain't never passed out or nothin'" the boy said.

"The reason I'm askin' is that I think the general plan is that one of these men is likely to get circumcised without any pain medication tonight" the doctor said. "I think we're going to let the prisoners make the decision on who gets cut. That should be pretty goddamned scary."

On the way to the plantation, they stopped off for a bag of burgers, fries, and soft drinks to take with them.

"Damn, those burgers smell amazing!" Aaron said.

"They sure do" William said. "Imagine how they'll smell to men who ain't had nothing but a little dry bread and some water in several days."

They all enjoyed a good laugh. They got to the dungeon. William had the burger bag while the doc had the sodas. Benjie carried the bag of sandwiches Aunt Flea and Tara had prepared and Randy grabbed the large thermos. Once they were inside the gigantic, dark building, they waited a bit before turning on a light. The men could hear that someone was in the building but they didn't know who it was. The men began asking who was there. The men didn't answer for a bit.

"We're friends and we're here to rescue you" Benjie said in a low, loud, strong voice. "We were sent to avenge you and set you free."

The men started to laugh and shout, thinking rescue was imminent. Then Randy turned on the light and the men saw who was there.

"April fool!" Benjie said as the men started to laugh and the prisoners were disappointed. You could hear the breath go out of all of them. The men were against the wall, all in the heavy leather cuffs on wrists and ankles and all the cuffs attached to metal rings on the floor and on the wall above their heads. Their limbs were all extended and the men knew their joints had to be sore and reaching a point where they would have trouble moving.

"You think you're being funny but you ain't" Will Barrow said angrily. "There ain't nothing about this that's legal and you will all pay. I don't know who you new fellows are, but you've got yourselves involved in something that isn't going to end well for you. You need to set us free and hope we have mercy on you."

Randy walked over to Barrow and grabbed his little uncut dick.

"Hey, Mr. Will Barrow," the sheriff said. "It's so good to see you again. When you boys thought you were being rescued, I swear I heard you say "thank God she finally sent somebody. Who is the `she' you were referring to? Couldn't have been Mrs. Bedford, could it? You think your girlfriend is going to rescue your sorry little hairy ass?'" He laughed loudly right in the boy's face. "You smell like piss. We brought some lunch for everyone but we can't eat before we clean you up.

He and William got the high pressure hoses and began to blast all of them with cold water.

"If we all take one or these assholes to soap really well, we can be done in no time" Randy said. "Benjie, you said earlier you thought Mr. Barrow here had a nice ass. Why don't you wash him up. He might want you as his boyfriend. You can kiss him if you like."

Benjie was a couple of inches ttaller than barrow. He walked up and looked him over from head to toe.

"I might fuck this one" he chuckled. "After a little clean up. I think I'll give him a little kiss."

Benjie grabbed the man's head in both hands and tried to kiss him. Barrow squirmed, turning his head to keep his lips from Benjie's. Finally Benjie used both his hands to pry his mouth open.

"I guess Barrow doesn't like kissing boys" Benjie said as he spat into teh boy's mouth. "Actually I think he probably does but he don't want his friends to know how much he loves having another man's tongue in his mouth. I bet this hairy little fellow will turn out to be a good cocksucker and maybe even a good piece of tail. He's an asshole, but he ain't hard to look at."

Barrow was repulsed attempting to clear his mouth.

"If you're really sweet, I may give you a good fucking in a little bit" the boy said as he set about soaping Barrow's body.

The doctor took the Print boy, Aaron, his father and Eric the Reverend Smith. Randy took Kurt's father and William took his father-in-law.

"Hi, dad, he said sarcastically. "I hope you've had a comfortable day" he said with a laugh. "Judith is off to Statesville with the warden. She'll be there for the next nine months. But she already started trying to spill her guts. I hadn't said a word to her when she started trying to rat you out if only I'd give her the same deal we tried to give you both last night. That was before I found out that your thugs tried to kidnap my son, if you recall. We're hoping those thugs will get to visit us here but all that is being worked out. You c an bet they've already told everything they know. It's amazing what electricity does to loosen a person's tongue, don't you think? Ah, you're not in a talkative mood? That's okay. Save your jaws for cocksucking, dad"

"You goddamned little son of a fucking whore!" the man said. "I'll never suck a dick and you know that. I ain't tellin' you nothing. Ever! And I know you're lying. Judith would never tell you anything at all."

"Why, that bitch was dying to move back into that condo which will now be mine, daddy dear," William said. "She promised never to contact our sons and to give every scrap of information she knew about you and your nasty business. And all that was without even tempting her with a shot of booze. You know she can't resist that."

"You won't give her any booze with her pregnant" he said.

"Of course I won't. And neither will the warden or his interrogators. But she doesn't know that. You know how hard her clit will get when she smells a little bourbon. We both know she'll be in withdrawal hell by tomorrow and would do anything and say anything for even the promise of a thimble full of bourbon. You know that, old man. Just like I know that."

William had washed the man's upper body, handling him roughly. When he put his soapy hands in the man's bush, P.T. started to squirm wildly.

"Gentlemen, my father doesn't really want me bathing him" William said loudly to everyone in the room. " I guess that's understandable as P.T. has always acted like he had the biggest dick on the planet. It ain't even close. I actually think he's smaller than I am although I haven't had the time to examine it closely. At least not yet."

"You goddamned son of a bitch," P.T. screamed. "You better keep your goddamned nasty faggot hands off of my fucking body or you will be sorry, William!"

"P.T. is holding up the tasty lunch we brought by being obstinate" William said. "You guys wouldn't believe the way the burgers smell. Perhaps you all need a sniff so you will behave and get these baths over with so lunch can be served."

William then walked over and retrieved the bag of burgers from the table. He walked down the line of men, opening the bag and putting it to their noses. The aroma was wonderful and he had enjoyed a big lunch.

"Y'all shut the fuck up" young Charlie said. "I think I may be starvin' to death. I ain't never gone this long without a meal and I'm really hurtin'."

"Men, remember that it was P.T. who held up your lunch" William said. "Remember that when you all have a decision o make later tonight."

"Get your goddamned finger out of my asshole, you dick!" Barrow shouted. "This cocksucker's over here fingerfuckin' me instead of washing me. I'll break that fucking hand for you when I get free. Get it out of me now!"

"Shut the fuck up, Barrow, Mr. Print said. "My boy is starvin' to death and we won't get food till you settle down and shut the fuck up."

"Maybe you need to shut the fuck up, Print," Jack Smith said. "Your little bastard has been whinin' and fuckin' bellyachin' till we're all sick to shit of him. It's a shame yoooooooooooour wife didn't have an abortion instead of bearin' and asshole like that!"

"Don't say that, Jack!" his brother said. "You know the Lord don't approve of nothin' like that. Children is sacred and havin' an abortion will send you to hell faster than anything we can do on this earth."

"Every one of you asshole rednecks needs to shut the fuck up" P.T. said. "Just before they got here we all agreed we wouldn't say a goddamn word to them, no matter what happened. Hang fast. I told you that even if the rescue Barrow talked about doesn't work I know that my people will find out where we are and will come in to get us, guns blazing. Just shut the fuck up, every one of you!"

"Hey, look, guys!" Benjie said. "I've Barrow's little cocklet hard as a rock. He's breathin'faster too although he's tryin' not to let y'all know. His cock's lookin'pretty tasty now that I got it all clean and his hole just pulses on my finger when I kiss his little dickie. He thinks I'm gonna let him cum right now but I ain't. I wanna see if he can cum without his cock bein' touched when I fuck him up the ass later."

The men all laughed as the boy punched barrow in his hairy gut and turned the hose on him, removing the suds and exposing his little hard cock. He was further humiliated by the laughter of all he men, including his fellow prisoners.

"Barrow's gonna really enjoy havin' some of this sweet Alabama meat up inside him" Benjie teased. "It's been said that Alabama meat is some of the sweetest and tasties meat in the world and I plan on getting' Barrow's opinion on that after I feed him some."

Barrow was clearly trying hard not to cry in front of his fellow prisoners but he was an arrogant man who had never enjoyed being ridiculed or teased in any way. All the men were washed and allowed to drip dry.

"I think it's about time for lunch" Randy said, as he opened the bag of the delicious-smelling burgers. He removed a French fry from one of the bags and walked over to Jack Smith.

"Want a fry, Jack?" he asked.

The man was salivating and trying to get his head near enough to snatch it with his mouth from the sheriff's hand.

"Sorry, asshole," Randy said, "that one had my name on it."

He swallowed the entire fry in one bite. Randy began to remove the burgers from the bag. The aroma wafted throughout the room. He then removed the fries and set the soft drinks around the table. William and Aaron had gone into the back closet and found some folding chairs which they brought and set up around the table.

"I hope you guys don't mind that we're short on chairs. Looks like everyone won't get to sit down while lunching today. He had set most of the food out and then he reached back into the bag. "Uh-oh, I think they messed up my order. I ordered burgers and fries for everyone but they only gave me food for seven people. Let's see, there are six of us and six of you. I certainly can't deny my friends their food so it looks like only one of you gets to eat right now."

"Sheriff, sorry to interrupt, but I think it might be most fair to let the men decide which one of them gets to eat" Benjie said.

"That's a wonderful idea" William said. "Democracy at it's best. Charlie, who do you think should eat?"

"Guys, I' so sorry," he said to the other prisoners "but I really do think I'm on the verge of starvin' to death. I'm dizzy and feel like I'm gonna faint. I really think I'll be dead if I don't get some food in my belly. So I have to vote for myself."

"Mr. Print, who do you vote for?" the sheriff asked.

"Son I'm sorry but you're a lot younger thant he rest of us" Mr. Printo said to Charlie. "The younger you are, the better your body is equipped to handle stress. I think I should get the lunch and you should actually be at the end of the line."

They went on having each of the prisoners cast a vote for who should get t he food. Each man was voting for himself. The captors began to eat their lunch, the men watching and salivating.

"Well, our vote didn't work" the sheriff said. "Any one of you willing to change your vote and let someone eat?"

The men were silent.

"Maybe we out to just throw it in the garbage cause it's already getting cold and probably won't be good anyway" the sheriff said.

The men began begging him not to do that.

"Sheriff, Eric said, "I was raised with brothers and sometimes when we'd argue over a toy or somethin' our paw would do `eeny, meeny, miney, mo'. Would that work?"

"That's a great suggestion, boy." William said. "Want me to do it, sheriff?"

"Sure" the sheriff said.

William walked over and began going down the line pointing to each man as he said each syllable. "Eeny meeny miny moe, catch a rascal by his toe, if he hollers let him go, eeny meeny miny..."

The next syllable was to fall on Mr. Sligh. The man was already looking pleased, as he loved being a winner. But William surprised him and skipped over him, pointing to young Charlie as he said the last syllable. Charlie was ecstatic.

"No, the rules say it should've been me" P.T. yelled angrily. "I was the goddamned winner. I get the motherfucking lunch."

""P.T., my dear daddy in law" William said, grabbing a fistful of his gray chest hair. "Let this be a lesson o you, asshole! You don't get to make the fucking rules here anymore. Not at all. We make the rules. Charlie gets to eat. You get nothing. Not a fucking bite."

With that, William released the chest hair and gave the man a hard fist in the gut. It took the man's breath away and he looked as if he might vomit.

"Come on, Charlie" William said, jovially, putting his arm around the boy as the sheriff released the rope from his legs and feet and leading him to the table. They gave the boy a chair as he began to eat, savoring each bite while all the other prisoners glared at him with hatred in their eyes, even his own father.

While the boy ate, William and Randy went to the back room, returning with four very thick, sturdy leather straps. By the time the boy finished his lunch they had moved the straps and the mattress to the center of the room, pushing the table back just a bit.

"Okay, daddy dear," William said, "it's showtime!"

All the other guys took seats on the table or in the chairs. They even left Charlie untied, knowing they could easily overtake the boy if he tried anything. Randy and William untied P.T.'s ropes from the rings and led him over to the mattress, putting him on his back. When he began to struggle, Benjie helped the men hold him down as they attached one of the buckles around his chest, pinning his arms to his body. They put another one at his waist, pinning his arms to his body. Another was attached just above his knees and the final one attached at his ankles. The man was now essentially immobilized and at the mercy of anyone in the room. They then handed out the shock collar remote controls giving each the control for the pri8soner he had bathed earlier.except for P.T. William handed his remote to Charlie.

"Charlie, you have the remote for P.T. The doctor has your remote in his hand" William explained.. If I tell you to shock, you better hit it fast, because if you don't the doctor hits your button. Do you understand?"

Charlie nodded.

"Yes, sir" young Charlie said. "I'll obey cause I can't stand that electricity runnin' through my body. I'm sorry, Mr. Sligh, but I ain'

T got a choice here."

"Fuck you, you scum-sucking little hick town piece of dog shit!" P.T. said.

"Shock!" William ordered.

The boy hesitated for an instant and the doctor zapped the hell out of the boy, who screamed loudly and fell to the floor.

"That wasn't fast enough" William said. "This time you better be faster or your skinny ass will get it again. You hold that button till I say `release'. Do you fucking understand, boy?"

"Yes, sir," the boy said.

"Shock!"

This time the boy hit the button and P.T.'s body went rigid and his legs went stiff as boards. William let it run for over a full minute before telling the boy to release.

"William, you don't want to do this" P.T. said. "My body has always been very sensitive to electricity. I have the whole condo treated to control static electricity. You could cause serious damage with that device."

"Well, I guess that give us something to hope for" William said as the group laughed and P.T. glared. "I been watching you stare at my crotch for all the twenty years I been married to your daughter. I seen the hunger in your eyes and today you're gonna get your wish. Since she's gone off to prison and I won't have no pussy available, I guess I'll have to unload in my paw-in-law's mouth. And, P.T. if I feel one fucking tooth scrape my cock, I'll electrocute your fucking ass to death."

"You lying cocksucker!" P.T. yelled. "I ain't ever wanted your cock or any other man's. You've always been the fag in this family and you've probably turned both of your boys into cocksucking queers!"

William had been undressing s he spoke and was now down to his white boxer shorts. He had a good body with plenty of hair. The younger guys seemed to appreciate his body as he slid his boxers off, revealing his very thick uncut meat and his thick bush. William had nothing to be ashamed of it and he kenw he was above average in the meat department.

"P.T." he said "today you get what you've dreamed of.

He was now kneeling on the man's chest, his nuts resting just below the older man's nipples.

"Lucky for you it's still soft so you can get used to the feel of my cock in your mouth before it gets hard. I know you're gonna do some gagging but if I feel a tooth on my dick, I'll shock the living shit out of you and then the doctor will extract every fucking tooth you have from your mouth with a pair of rusty pliers. He ain't trained in dentistry, P.T. but he has a pair of pliers."

P.T. had thought the man was bluffing and had been certain that somehow he would be rescued before things got this far. He had always been totally in control of situations. He knew he employed enough thugs to populate a small state and he had convinced himself they were all looking for him and might burst in the door any second with their guns blazing. Until now. He realized he had no choice but to suck the dick of his despised son-in-law or risk a painful electric shock, something that terrified him for more than the threat of a bullet.

"Open your mouth, daddy," William said with a smile as he inserted his cock into his father-in-law's mouth. He got it all the way in and P.T. didn't gag until William ordered him to close his mouth and start sucking. When the gagging started William ordered a brief shock which caused him to get it under control.

"You got a hot mouth on you, dad" William said. "If I'd known you could suck cock like this, I'd have let you suck it years ago. "Any of you boys want to explore his asshole?"

"I like a nice hairy ass" Benjie said. "I'll do it."

"I bet his ass ain't as tight as your buddy Barrow's" William said. "But I fingered it earlier today and he seemed to enjoy that."

Aaron had gotten hold of the man's bound ankles and lifted them into the air, exposing his butt for Benjie who got down to inspect the man''s hole.

"It is a nice hairy hole" Benjie said as he spit on it and immediately inserted two fingers.

P.T. was trying to scream but his mouth was full of a rapidly hardening thick cock and he couldn't make a sound for fear of more shocks. The man was concentrating on not letting his teeth touch William's cock as he felt another finger inserted into his ass. He groaned but he was totally helpless to resist and he knew it. William had his eyes locked on the older man's. P.T. closed his eyes but when William told him to open them he immediately did, fearing more painful electricity.

"Well, lookie here, boys, the doctor said. "Little Charlies's got hard watching William get a blow job. I think he likes it."

"Feed the boy that dick of yours, doc" the sheriff said.

"Don't mind if I do, the doctor said as he removed his clothes and fed the boy his hard cut cock.

"Eric, buddy, you want to take Benjie's place? William asked. "You might be able to get your whole fist in the old man's ass with a little work and I know Benjie's wantin' to get back to his buddy, Will Barrow."

Barrow groaned. The four men on the wall had been absolutely silent as if they thought they might go unnoticed and escape any action. Benjie moved and was replaced by Eric who jammed three fingers into the man without even spitting on them and started to vigorously fuck the man with three of his long fingers.

"Mr. Print, you better open your eyes" William said. "Your little boy's developed a real taste for cock. Look at the way he's goin' t o town on the doc cock! He's a natural born cocksucker. He sucks like a boy whose daddy taught him how to do it."

Benjie had stripped already and was starting to play with Barrow, pinching his hairy tits.

"Goddamn, they sure do grow big dicks down in Alabama" Randy chuckled. All three of you boys have healthy meat on you! Maybe Benjie will be willing to share his little boyfriend's hairy pussy if you're nice to him."

"Shut the fuck up, asshole!" Barrow shouted but then he got quiet because Benjie had shoved his thick tongue into his mouth. Barrow knew better than to fight because the boy had his shock collar remote in his hand. Barrow had no choice but to submit to the boy's kissing and energetic groping of his hot, hairy body.

"Men, continue what you're doing" the sheriff said, now standing on the table. I just want to give our prisoners something to think about. We're going to have another vote in a little while. It could be another reward like Charlie got earlier. Or it could be a punishment and God only knows what that might be. One change in the next round of the game though. You will not be allowed to vote for yourself. So think about who you will choose to vote for. Your vote could be very, very important. Smith brothers, you are not paying sufficient attention to what's going on up here. If you don't start watching the action, prepare to be shocked. Both of you!"

"Are you going to tell us whether the next vote is for a reward or a punishment before we have to vote?"

The question was from Charles .

"I ain't made that decision yet, Mr. Print, so you better start figurin' all the angles" the sheriff chuckled.

The sheriff walked over to where the Smith brothers were suspended side by side.

"You boys enjoyin' the show or feelin' a little bit left out? I know it ain''t as much fun as the earlier show when your daughter was the star, Reverend." Randy chuckled.

"Fuck you, asshole for defiling my pure, sweet daughter" Roy said.

"your daughter loves dick, reverend" the sheriff said. "I ain't figured out yet whether it was truly your brother that busted her cherry or if the girl had been whorin' around under your noses for a while and had you two fooled. I do know your brother was fuckin' her cause I saw that with my own eyes and I do know that she has a good friend who turned out to a whore since she was around twelve years old. Her and Sarah was real good friends and they tried to rip these three young men off for over a thousand dollars, chargin' `em for pussy. And it woulda worked too except that Sarah and Betty Jean got as drunk as the boys did and ended up passing out in the motel after taking their money. But not before them sorry bitches had a good time lickin' and eatin' out each other's pussies!"

"You vile, lying, godless motherfucker! "the reverend said. "My brother has sworn to me that he never touched my daughter in a carnal way. It was his son who fucked things up. He was supposed to marry my Sarah in a few months but that little faggot decided he'd rather beat his meat and suck cocks. That worthless little goddamn fucker. This is all the boy's fault!"

"You got a nasty mouth on you, reverend!" the sheriff said. "Maybe stuffing your brother's cock in your mouth would shut you up for a while."

"No, no, please, sheriff" please" the reverend begged. "It goes against the laws of God to suck another man's dick and it's a double sin if it's your own brother. Please don't do this!"

He loosened the reverend's arms enough to lower him to his knees then tied the rope back. Randy pushed the reverend's face into his brother's bushy crotch and ordered him to start sucking his brother's dick. He did nothing.

"Okay, asshole, your remote's on the table over there but I got your brother's" the sheriff said. "Don't really matter to me which one of you assholes I start shocking the shit out of but you better start sucking dick, rev, or your brother gets the voltage."

"You know I can't take it, Roy" Jack said. "Get on my cock. Please don't let him start shocking me. For God's sake suck my dick!"

Reverend Roy didn't move so Randy hit the remote. Jack started screaming and jumping as he felt the voltage. As soon as he released and the man recovered, he started begging again.

"Please, brother, please" Jack begged. "Please suck my dick! In the name of God Almighty Jehovah, please just suck my dick!"

Randy held the remote up and started a countdown. Jack was begging his brother.

"5, 4, 3, 2,"

The sheriff got no further as Roy engulfed his brother's cock in his mouth.

"Don't think you can fake this" the sheriff said. "You're going to feed your brother a cumload. I'm going over to the table to get your remote too and I'll shock the shit out of both of you if you're not well on your way to cumming when I get the fuck back."

The sheriff walked over to where Charlie was down on his knees vigorously sucking the doctor's dick.

"How is the little cocksucker?" the sheriff asked."The kid seems pretty enthusiastic."

"He doesn't compare to the sweet boy I've had in my bed the last few nights" the doctor said.

"That Mark is a sweetie all right" the sheriff said. "It's always better with somebody you care about. I know he'll be waiting on you when you get home. You really do have one of the furriest chests I've ever seen and mine is pretty damned furry. Mind if I have a taste of your tits?"

"Not at all, sheriff" the doctor said. "It might be just what I need to feed this boy a steamy load of cum."

Randy began to rub the man's hairy tummy and suck on his nipples. He was an incredibly sexy man and Randy leaned in and kissed him. It was a hot, wet kiss. He went back to sucking on the man's hard nipples as the doctor got ready.

"Oh yeah, boy, suck that dick" the doctor said. "Here it comes, boy, get ready for it I'm fucking coming."

The sheriff put his arm around the doctor and kissed him again as he fed the boy his load. He held him as he recovered and his respirations slowed. He helped the doctor get on the table and lie back as he recovered. Then he reached down and pulled young Charlie to his feet.

"You still got that load in your mouth, boy?" the sheriff asked.

The boy nodded.

"Come on" the sheriff said. "You're gonna feed it to your daddy."

They walked over to the older man.

"You was hungry but your boy got to have lunch. He has something for you. Kiss your daddy, boy" Randy said.

Charlie leaned in to kiss his father but his father turned his head and started to squirm.

"Don't make me go get that remote, Mr. Print" the sheriff said. "Kiss your fuckin' son!"

The man stood still and let Charlie feed him the doctor's considerable cumload. The sheriff checked in on the brothers and Reverend Roy was still sucking on his brother's cock. He went to check on Benjie and Will Barrow Benjie had the man pressed against the wall, fucking his ass with hard, pounding strokes.

"How's that hole, Benjie" the sheriff asked the boy.

"Nice and tight" the boy said. "I've never fucked one only using spit. May not feel so good to him but it feels nice and tight to my cock I wouldn't mind getting him on his tummy on the mattress where I could do some deep quickthrustin".

"There's room over there by William" the sheriff said. "I'm sure he'd welcome the company and Aaron and Eric might want to fuck him when you finish."

Hearing that, Barrow began to groan. They removed the ropes from the loops and Randy was planning to help but the tall young guy was manhandling Barrow as he led the man over and threw him down on the mattress beside William, who was still feeding his cock to his father-in-law. Eric was now plunging four fingers in and out of the man's tortured hole as Aaron continue to hold the man's legs in the air. Benjie again thrust his big cock into Barrow who was now sobbing and begging the boy to stop.

"Look at Barrow sobbing over here, Randy" William said. "Does he know his girlfriend the Bedford bitch got herself locked up and is spilling her guts just like my fucking wife is doing?"

Barrow was groaning and sobbing more loudly now as Benjie was fucking his hole even faster.

"Looks like Benjie's about to fill Barrow's hairy pussy, boys!" William said. "If you boys want to take a break, I'm getting' a little tired of P.T.'s mouth and I think I want to try his asshole."

The minute William's cock left his mouth P.T. started protesting.

"No man has ever fucked P.T. Sligh in the ass" the older man yelled. "Any man that tries will fucking die. You can take that to the fucking bank!"

William loosened the straps at the man's ankles and knees enough that he could get between the man's hairy legs and lift them over his shoulders. He spit on his dick, then lined it up and jammed his fat cock into the man's dry, unlubricated hole. P.t. screamed as if he had been shot.

"Your tearing me in half" the man screamed. "Stop it! Get the fuck off me now! Get that goddamned dick out of me!"

William just fucked harder and faster as Benjie made his final thrust into Barrow's ass, filling him with a hot cumload and Aaron replaced him, thrusting his meat in to the hairy hole and starting to thrust.

The doctor had recovered and gone over to make sure Charlie had fed all of the doctor's cumload to his father. He then got Charlie's ropes and tied him back to the wall. He watched as Reverend Roy sucked his brother off. The Reverend was not enthusiastic but Jack was starting to thrust a little harder and pump fast as he watched.

Aaron was throwing a rhythmic, hard fuck into Barrow as Benjie sat beside him and encouraged him. Aaron was waiting his turn and already had his pants off beating his thick meat while waiting.

"Goddamn, P.T.," William said. "that hole is so fucking tight. I should have fucked you years ago. You're a much better fuck than your daughter ever was. She was usually too drunk to even know what was going on. I like the way you squirm on that hard dick."

"I will fucking kill you for this" the man said as William pumped faster.

"I'm getting close, P.T." William said. "Wiggle that ass a little more and I'll shoot faster. Do you want me to come in you or pull out and shoot my load on your fucking hole."

William's talk was obviously turning Aaron on because he started rabbit thrusting on Barrow and let out a loud, animal growl as he shot his load in Barrow and was promptly replaced by Aaron who started pumping fast and hard. Aaron was already turned on from watching his buddies fuck the man and from watching William's taunting fuck of his father-in-law.

"Goddamn, P.T." William said. "I'm fucking shootin' all over your fucking pink hole. Take this motherficking load" he said as he pulled his dick out at the last minute and started blowing his load all over the man's hairy pink hole. He milked every drop out of his dick, then began to smear it all over the battered hole, finally thrusting it all the way back in and collapsing on top of him.

Aaron did the same to Barrow as he started to cum, pulling his pretty cock out and milking his hot load onto Barrow's gaping hole, then plunging his dick all the way back in.

"This guy may be an asshole" Aaron said. "but he's got a world-class pussy."

As the guys recovered and wiped themselves off, the group gathered to watch Jack Smith, Kurt's father, getting sucked off by his brother, the preacher. Jack was really thrusting into the man's mouth as Randy walked up behind him and started to lightly rub his ass, covered in blonde hair.

"Ummm, that'snice" Jack said as he enjoyed the rub.

He was almost in a trance, as if he had forgotten it was his own brother sucking his cock. Randy got on his knees behind Jack and started to lick his full, round, fuzzy butt cheeks.

"Ahhh, that's nice" he moaned as he thrust even harder. "Suck that dick, man, I'm so fuckin' close. Don't stop. Oh yeah, oh fuck yeah, I'm, about to feed you my fuck load. Oh fuuuuuuuucke" he yelled as Randy reached around, knocking Roy's head off his cock just asJack began to shoot his load. Randy jammed two fingers as far up the man's dry hole as he could get them.

"Fuck nooooo!"the man screamed as his load went into the air. "No, please, let me finish, he begged as he struggled to get away from the fingers invading his hole. But Randy held him tight and jammed his fingers into the man repeatedly until he was begging him to stop. They all laughed at him as he cried.

"Why would you do something like that to me?" he asked, alternately angry and sobbing. "I ain't done a fucking thing to desrve this kind of treatment. Not a fucking thing in my life. I demand that you release me and my brother right this fucking minute. You are holding us illegally and it must stop right this fucking minute!"

Everyone grew silent as he pitched his tantrum.

"If it doesn't stop, what do you plan to do, motherfucker?" the sheriff asked quietly.

The man just sobbed as his ropes were tightened and his brother was again strung up beside him. Benjie had Barrow back in his place and gave him a wet mouth kiss.

"Thank you for that pussy, loverboy!" he taunted him. "I'll be back for more and I can always bring my buddies with me. Sorry you were a little bloody when Aaron finished but maybe it'll heal up by tomorrow. Or maybe it won't."

William and the doctor were securing a struggling, sputtering P.T. to the wall and all the captoprs went back to the table.

"Okay, guys, before we do another reward or punishment vote, we have a little treat for all of you" the sheriff said.

William had gotten a cooer out of the car with beers and soft drinks. William, Randy and the doctor each opened a cold beer but the boys chose soft drinks.

"I think all three of us have sworn off alcohol, at least for the near future" Eric said sheepishly.

Randy was laying out the ham sandwiches Aunt Flea had prepared. He had cut them in half and had, without the prisoners seeing, soaked the ham in Tabasco sauce. Each of the men took a half sandwich and a water bottle over to the man he had originally bathed earlier. The men couldn't use their hands so the men held up the sandwiches to their mouths. They all teased the men with the sandwiches initially, then let them grab them in their mouths. All the men were hungry and started to gobble the sandwiches like wild, hungry dogs. The men held the water bottles near their faces as if waiting for the men to swallow the sandwiches. The heat of the Tabasco sauce hit Jack Thomas first and he began to try to bring the sandwich back up his throat to spit it out.

"Goddamne you motherfuckers! You burned my fucking mouth up!" he shouted, trying to gag and somehow vomit the sandwich.

The heat had hit in their mouths and all the way down their throats as they started gagging and retching. The more they had chewed, the more Tabasco they had in their mouths. They were all coughing and gagging.

"Give me that goddamned water" Charles Print ordered as his handler poured it on the floor right in front of him as he continued to cough and gag at the heat. They went down the line with each of the men, one by one, pouring the bottle of water into the floor while laughing at the gagging men. They were all begging for water while cursing the men who had tricked them.

The captors, went back to their table and enjoyed their beers while the men continued to curse and gag. Randy and William each enjoyed a cigarette. Barrow had begged for a cigarette and had cursed Randy when the sheriff told him it might not be good for his health.

Eventually they finished their beers and cleared the table. They positioned the table in the bright spotlight in the center of the room, making sure the four corners of the table were near the heavy metal rings in the floor.

Okay, gentlemen, it's getting close to bedtime and some of us need to go and tuck our sweet boys in bed" William said.

The prisoners gave audible sighs of relief that the night was finally over.

"I heard those sighs but we're not leaving quite yet" William said. "We told you there would be a second vote and we try not to lie to you. At least not very often. This time you're voting secretly. Since your arms are tied, you will whisper the name you think should received the punishment to the man who bathed you tonight. He will write it on a slip of paper and fold it, putting it into this lovely little glass dish. Remember, you cannot vote for yourself, although I can't imagine anyone would to vote for himself on what might be a punishment round. When you have all voted we'll announce who gets the punishment. There might possibly be a last chance to save whoever gets the most votes. That is only fair. Charlie, you vote first."

The doctor walked over to Charlie and Charlie whispered to him. The doctor went to the table, wrote the name Charlie had given him on the slip of paper, folded it and dropped it on the dish. Benjie went to Will Barrow next and went through the same process. When all the votes were cast, Randy held the bowl while William announced the votes. The first vote was for young Charlie Print. The second vote was for Charlie Print. The third and fourth votes were for Charlie. The boy began to cry.

"Why me? The boy asked. "I ain't done anything. I never done a nasty thing in the world to any of you. Why are you doing this to me?"

"Shut the fuck up, boy, you got to eat dinner" his father snapped. "You weren't cryin' when you were gobblin' down that delicious burger, you little piece of ungrateful shit."

The fifth vote is for Charlie Print and the sixth vote is for Charles Print Senior.

"I don't know which of you assholes voted for me but I will get even with every fucking one of you!" Charles Senior said. "It's a good thing that little bastard of mine won ."

"I did it, paw" Charlie said. "I voted for you cause I heard you talkin' with all of them about how you was all gonna vote for me cause I got to eat dinner. No paw should do that o his own boy so I did it. I voted for you, asshole and I'm proud I fuckin' did even though I get the punishment."

Randy stepped up and whispered something to William.

"The sheriff has just informed of a rule I was not aware of" William said. "I am informed that a single winner cannot win two rounds of `Reward or Punishment' in the same evening. Charlie won the first round so he is ineligible to win the second. Therefore, the winner of this round is the person with the second highest number of votes, Charles Print Senior."

"You're making this shit up as you go along, you fucking asshole!" Charles Print shouted. "I know you're fucking bluffing and you ain't gonna do anything really bad past some fucking and sucking. We can all take that but we have some rights and you won't dare do nothin' more serious!"

At a nod from the sheriff, Aaron and Benjie stepped over and untied Mr. Print from the wall. He struggled briefly but he was no match for the strong construction workers. They led him over to the altar table and placed him on his back, securing his cuffs to the rings in the floor, ankles and wrists. The man was completely exposed, his legs and arms spread.

"Wait, what are you gonna do to my paw?" Charlie said. "You better not hurt him or I'll get my shotgun and come after every fucking one of you."

"Shut the fuck up, Charlie!" the doctor said. "I've heard enough from your dumb ass tonight."

"Does this evoke memories for you Reverend or for you, Jack?" the sheriff asked. Does this evoke memories of nights in the reverend's church when boys have been put on this here altar table? Huh? Y'all are being awful quiet for a couple of blowhards."

"This can't be" the reverend said. "You can't possibly know about the things that happened at my church! It just ain't possible!"

"Shut the fuck up, Roy!" Jack said. "They don't know nothin'. They can't prove nothin! We all took oaths of secrecy. We are all honorable men."

"Okay" the sheriff said. "One last chance. We know that some things happened at the reverend's church. We know some boys were put through a hellish procedure with no deadening or anesthesia of any kind. We want the names of those boys. It's too late for Charles to participate so we're taping his mouth."

They wrapped duct tape around the man's head, making three trips around so he couldn't make a sound. He was beginning to look frightened now as it was his ass on the cold table, spread out naked.

"Calm down, Charles, Reverend Thomas said. They're just bluffing. They're just tryin' to scare you. They won't do nothin'."

"Remember we all made a pledge not to give them any information" Jack said. "We all need to keep our fucking mouths shut. They're bluffing just like they did when they put that band on Charlie's balls and told us they'd castrated him. It's all a bluff just like that was."

"But they may be serious this time" Charlie said. "What if they do somethin' awful to him?"

"They ain't doin' nothin', Charlie," Will Barrow shouted at the boy. "Keep your fuckin' mouth shut like your father told you to. Remember what we all agreed to. That included you and your father. If you start blabbin' he'll be really pissed and you know how bad he is when he's pissed."

"Last chance, boys" the sheriff said.

The prisoners were silent. Randy and William stepped back from the table and out of the light.

"See there", Barrow said. "It was all a bluff and it didn't work. Now they'll all go home and suck each other's dicks and fuck each other in the butt. They're all a bunch of fags if you ask me."

Then the doctor stepped up to the table in the bright light. He was wearing rubber gloves and he had a straight razor in his hand and a can of shaving cream. He sprayed the shaving foam onto Charles Print's bushy pubes and began to work up a thick, white lather. He also rubbed it into the man's hairy ball sac and worked up a thick lather there. Then he began to shave the pubes using the gleaming straight razor, it's blade gleaming in the bright spotlight, pausing only to dip the razor in water. The room was now completely silent.

"They aren't playing this time" Charlie said. "You said they was playin'".

"They're playin', Charlie," Barrow said. "Men shave their pubes every day. It ain't nothin'. Your dad's pubes will grow back in no time and be thicker than ever. Be a man. They're just tryin' to scare you into talkin."

"Oh no, Mr. Barrow," the doctor said."The time for talkin' is past. Take some consolation, Mr. Print. Having a cut cock is certainly not shameful. Mine was cut as a baby and it works quite well. Some men actually prefer cut cocks. Your own son seemed to enjoy suckin' on mine just a little while ago. The fortunate thing for me is that I was cut as a child. I've never performed a circumcision without anesthesia. I am anxious to hear just how loudly you screamwhen I reip that tape off your mouth in just a few more seconds. I will warn you to be still. There are numerous stories where a boy has jerked away or moved suddenly and he loses more than his foreskin. I caution you to try to be still as the blade cuts into you dick skin."

"That crazy fucker's gonna do it!" Charlie yelled. "He's gonna cut part of my daddy's cock off! He means it. Ya'll need to stop him now."

"Charlie, the doctor said, "you might want to get quiet. Remember it would've been you on this table if you hadn't won that burger. It could be you on this table and it probably will be real soon. I doubt a single one of you will walk out of here with your foreskins and it's likely some of you will lose a whole lot more. Now, Mr. Print, the sheriff is going to take the tape off your mouth. But remember not to move because one slip of this scalpel and you could be singing soprano."

Randy removed the tape which had been gagging the man and he started talking immediately, remaining stock still in fear.

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you" Mr. Print babbled. "I seen him cut Phillip Hunt. The Hunt boy's paw's name is Michael. The boy was only twelve and he had just started getting' pubes. His paw caught him playin' with himself and he told the preacher. That sick fuck convinced him his boy had to be cut and he went along with it. That bastard has ever' man in the church brainwashed and they're all part of the klan too. It's Phillip Hunt. He's the same age as Charlie and I swear I'm tellin you the truth. And there was a bunch more. I don't know all the names but can find out if you just won't do this. If you'll let me go, I'll find out ever'thing you want to know. Go ahead and cut my boy but please don't do this to me. I beg you."

"I believe you" the sheriff said. "If you'd spit this out earlier, you could have saved yourself a lot of pain. But like the doctor said. It's too late for you."

The sheriff stepped out of the light and the doctor began to put a red liquid on the pubic area which was now completely devoid of hair, Mr. Print's thick pubic bush now lying on the floor and his pubic region bare as that of a newborn baby. The liquid dripped down onto the man's big nut sac, which was still hairy. It was dead quiet in the room until they heard the zap of a shock collar. Jack Smith started to scream.

"Open your goddamn eyes, man" the sheriff barked at him, "I want you to see every minute of this and remember how your own son must have felt. He was terrified. It was even worse for him because he was havin' this done with no explanation and at the hands of his own father and uncle, who he loved and expected to protect him. No, everyone of you is going to watch every second. We've all got your remotes in our hands. And, Charlie, just so you know, I have your remote since the doctor's a little bit tied up at the moment. "

The men laughed at Randy's joke. The prisoners were terrified as it had finally sunk in that this was going to happen. Except for Barrow.

"They're just playin' up the drama here, guys" Barrow said. "He won't actually cut any of us. It's all just a big show to try to get us to talk the way the asshole on the table just spilled a name. Charles Print, you are a dumb cunt! A dumb, stupid redneck cunt!"

The doctor put down the betadine bottle and grabbed Mr. Print's uncut, limp cock in one hand. The dick was soft, as the man was frightened beyond belief. He had a low pain tolerance and he knew he couldn't stand the pain of being cut. The doctor pulled the man's foreskin down over the cockhead as far as it could be pulled and then drew a circle around the foreskin at the farthest point, using a black marker.

"The marking will show me where to cut the skin away. I have stretched the skin a s far as I possibly could so this man will have what's called a high and tight cut. His scar will be quite near his pubic area as I am removing absolutely all of his foreskin. This type of cut takes longer to heal and is more painful, but some men like the way a high cut looks the best as there is a nice pink scar. We certainly want Charles to have a pretty cock although I can't make any guarantees. "

No, pleeease, doctor, pleeeease," the man begged. "I can't stand the pain. I think my heart's about to explode. I think I'm havin' a hear attack. Yeah, that's it, I'm havin' a heart attack! You have to stop! Please!"

The doctor had now released the foreskin and the mark he had made was easily visible about halfway up the man's cock. The doctor put a finger into the opening of the foreskin and began to slice it with the gleaming silver blade. Blood immediately started to spurt with the first cut.

"Noooooooooooo!" the man howled, sobbing and begging.

"You better be still, asshole or I'll cut your nuts off too and feed them to you" the doctor said.

Somehow the man remained still as a statue as he screamed and howled. He was begging the doctor to stop. Charlie and Jack looked away but P.T., Barrow and the reverend watched with fascination. Reverend Smith was beginning to get hard as he watched. Sharp shocks opened the eyes of Charlie and Jack Smith.

"I ain't watchin' this bullshit" Jack said, squeezing his eyes closed.

The sheriff walked up to him and got right in his face as he hit the button and held it. Jack screamed and opened his eyes, begging for the voltage to stop.

Charles Print was still screaming as the doctor continue to cut through the thick, leathery skin around the circle. He was about halfway when the man went silent and his body went limp.

"You've killed him!" Charlie shouted. "You've done gone and killed my paw."

"No, son," the doctor said. "He's just passed out from the pain. We can't have that. I want him to feel every second of this."

William stepped up to the man's head and poured a bottle of cold water. Print woke, sputtering and coughing as he again felt the pain in his crotch. It came back to him immediately where he was and what was going on and he again started to beg the doctor to stop.

"I am not stopping, Mr. Print, unless you pass out again. If that happens, we'll stop for tonight and continue tomorrow. You will not like that. I'll put some gauze on the wound and the blood will dry overnight. When I pull t he dried gauze off tomorrow, it will be more painful than the initial incision."

"I can't help it" Print said. "You're killing me. I can't take this pain."

"You have no choice" the doctor said. "Just like the boys the reverend put on this table had no choice."

The man began to sob.

"Have you no mercy?" the man sobbed, begging for mercy.

"Assholes don't get mercy around here" the doctor chuckled.

The doctor used gauze to wipe some of the blood away and then poured alcohol to the area. The man screamed louder than ever as the alcohol hit the area.

"I know that hurt, Charles," the doctor said. "But alcohol can help prevent infection and it clears some of the blood away so I can see what I'm doing. You do want to keep those big old hairy nuts, don't you?"

Doc then picked up his scalpel and began to cut again. Mr. Print again passed out.

"I think he's out for a while" the doctor said. "I really see no point in continuing if he isn't experiencing the pain of it. I recommend we leave him here and come back tomorrow and try to finish. He does have a low pain tolerance so it could take a couple more sessions. I'm a patient man."

"You can't leave my paw like that, you Jew son of a bitch" Charlie screamed at him.

"You can't do this, doctor," Barrow said. "It ain't no way to treat human beings."

"Barrow, I suggest you shut your fuckin' mouth right now" Benjie said, grabbing the man by his furry chest. "These men have told us that Jack Smith did worse than this to his own son. All of you have enabled him and protected him and even tried to get the son killed. You ain't got no fuckin' room to talk to no goddamn body about how humans behave, asshole!"

He landed a really hard punch into the man's gut and Barrow began to vomit. There was not much in his stomach but he threw up mostly spit and water.

"You better keep your fuckin' mouth shut from now on" Benjie said. "Your pussy is the only part of you that's worth a dime!"

The doctor wrapped Mr. Print's still-bleeding cock in gauze and they gathered their things in preparation for leaving. All the men were cursing them for what had happened and making wild, violent threats.

"Shut the fuck up, boys," William said. "Y'all boys have some thinking to do. You're all acting like a cut cock is the worst thing that could happen to a man. A cut cock is a beautiful thing. Being cut doesn't make a man any less a man. I know that and it's too bad you're all too fuckin' stupid to know that. There's no shame in being cut. The shame is on all of you for putting young boys through this. Every one of you is going to end up on this table sooner or later. And some of you'll be losing more than just foreskins. Some of you will be begging the doctor to just take your foreskin. None of you have a shred of control over anything that happens to you anymore. Your only input is helping to decide the order in which you land on that table. Think about that. Try to figure out how to avoid being on that table . This is just the beginning, sort of an appetizer, if you will. I promise every fucking one of you that the worst is yet to come."

With that, the men left, plunging the building back into darkness.