by Cloudskinner and Charming Melody.
Warning Extreme genital torture and male/male sex Look away now, you have been warned, and I am not responsible from here on out if you choose to read further. Also If you are under 18 or age of legality wherever you are, please close this story now.
It was early on in the development of Manehatten, where sodomy, was illegal, and punishment for committing said act was severe. These unicorns, were a very religious folk, and followed their scripture absolutely. This is one story told through the ages as a reminder.
“You have been accused of sodomy!!!”
“I….I….I have a wife, you have the wrong man.
“We did not question you having a wife. We said you practiced sodomy.
“Please let me go, I never…!”
“First we will have the truth for these nice unicorns here."
Von pulled at the bindings that kept him bound to the metal chair. The chair kept him tilted back, which forced his pelvis forward, and exposed his freezing genitals to the Manehatten crowd this cold and snowy night. His legs spread, and attached at the ankles, knees, and thighs by thicks straps to metal stirrups. His legs bent at the knees and his legs rotated outward, made him more vulnerable. the stirrups were connected to gears, so they could be moved further apart.
Panting for breath in panic Von looked at the five men who were his Jurors. One of them happened to be his lover. Von looked at him with a cold expression, sure he wouldn’t say anything to help him. The Grand torturer made a motion to the crowd as if showing him off, before things got started. Von’s lover proceeded to step up between Von’s legs. Von had to look away to avoid getting and erection from that chiseled stallion body.
“The crowd will know the truth.” The torturer screamed for effect.
“I swear I did nothing.”
“It is too late to grovel at my feet. Spread him until sweat pours from his skin.
Von’s lover didn’t hesitate in tightening the straps. With each turn the pain in Von’s hips grew. As it raidiated through his body, it was harder for him to breathe. He begged for mercy, but his lover kept going. With his hips opening, his buttocks were also spreading apart to reveal his tight plothole. Just as the torturer predicted Von was sweating even through the cold.
“Back it up one turn.”
The lover did as he was instructed. The relief was immense, but von was still in a lot of pain. The torturer started to prod Von’s balls.
“You would have no need to shave your balls unless you were practicing sodomy hm?”
“I had lice. I had to shave my balls to get rid of them.”
“MHHHMMMMM” The torturer said knowingly.
The torturer lifted Von’s balls up slightly so the audience could see before he pressed his hoof into them. This caused Von’s cock to come slightly out of its sheath.
“It is well known that anal penetration will cause an erection in a stallion, but my belief that only sodomizers can reach climax this way. Bring me my instruments.”
“No…No I can’t take that kind of pain.”
“If you are lucky, there will be agony, but you may go free after.
“Please no.”
The torturer paid no attention to von as the cart was brought in. He addressed the audience explaining the instruments. There were several silver rods, vaguely like cocks. Each one had a different texture. The most cruel one was constructed of five increasingly bigger balls.
“How do you choose, someone from the crowd said.”
“You will note his face showed horror when he saw this one.” He picked up the one made of balls.”By looking at his eyes as they see the tools, I can tell which horrify him. By ensuring terror, he has a better chance of showing us the truth. He will not climax while in pain if his claim is truthful, and he did not commit sodomy.”
“God, please no.”
“You will heal.”
Von’s heart was racing, he couldn’t do anything. The torturer pressed the tip against his plothole with a driving pleasure. Von wasn;t sure how, but under no circumstances could he climax. The consequences whatever they would be had to be horrific.
“I will require lubricant to ensure it goes all the way in.
Olive oil was poured on the rod before it was inserted into him again. Von gasped as pleasure radiated from his hips. It took him a second to scream in mock pain.
“The erection you see is normal, as any man penetrated this deeply will experience erection."
Von welded his eyes shut as he was penetrated deeper. The balls would stretch him wide, and then allow him to relax as his anus slid down the other side of the ball. Once all the balls were in the torturer let go. Von bit his tongue to allow tears to fall down his face as if pain.
“How does it feel?”
“Please take it out, It is ripping me in two.”
"Embrace the pain as it shows you pure.”
“Have I passed, can we stop?”
“Not yet. I will begin the motion to see if true pleasure is obtained.”
He screamed at the realization that the device was to be drawn out and pushed in again. He didn’t know if he could avoid cumming. The torturer removed it slowly, so Von had to feel every ball as it was removed. It was eased into his anus twice more, and was driving Von insane. It was taking all his power not to thrust back. He screamed all throughout this and struggled at his bindings. The audience looked in fear when he did this.
“One more test”
“Please take it out.”
“Your tip is purple and swollen, that is not good. Are you holding back?”
Von started to cry as his shaft throbbed and demanded release. Precum was flowing out of his tip and onto his stomach. He was going to make it. The torturer started to thrust the device deep and hard. This could only be done by someone experienced in sodomy. He knew how to cause pleasure and pain. Von did everything to keep his mind off this.
Although Vons cock was now aching, as the torturer pulled the instrument all the way out. He relaxed thinking he was done. The torturer lanced the rod in as far as he could when he saw Von relax.
There was no stopping himself cumming now. His pelvic muscled tightened around the dildo and pulled it deeper into his ass. Von arched his back as the croud saw his cum violently spill onto his chest. His cock jerked several more times before relaxing. Once the rod was removed, he knew he was going to pay an awful price.
It will be the last time you experience pleasure” The torturer growled. “Do you see mares and stallions in the crowd how he desires sodomy? He must be punished.”
“No, I am innocent.”
“Your cumming is proof enough for the Manehatten audience that you are not. Punishment will happen in the morning. Spread him two turns for the rest of the night.”
His lover came over and gave two hard turns. He screamed as his hips were nearly at the breaking point. He was panting heavily from the agony brought on by the extreme stretch.
“Don’t leave me.”
His lover undid one of the gears and left quietly.
Alone as the crowd left, he was left to think. Although he was going to live through it, everyone he knew caught committed suicide soon after.
The morning took forever to come, and he was woken up by a bucket of luke-warm thrown on him. He could see how immense the crowd was.
His genitals were meticulously cleaned.
“What are you doing.
“Please let me go, I am ruined forever.”
“This must be done.”
“Please just let me go.”
"I need you to be hard for this to work.”
“NO!!!”
The torturer shrugged and grabbed the ribbed one.
“This one gives real pleasure, but first….”
The torturer picked up leather straps with buckles. He wrapped one around the base of Von’s shaft going behind the balls, another around the front or the balls, and another that split the two down the middle. Von was dry heaving as his genitals were packaged.
“Relax and enjoy as this will be the last pleasure you feel.”
“Please do…”
Von gasped as the ribbed cock was forced into him. It wasn’t as wide as the other one and thus caused no pain. He moaned in unwanted pleasure as the device was moved in and out.
Von was swelling once again and cried. He was about to cum when the straps around the base were jerked tight, and he was unable to cum. With the tightened straps he could not cum. He noticed a camera focused on his body recording everything.
“I know what you are thinking, and yes this is being broadcast all over equestria.”
The torturer picked up a pear shaped instrument.
“When I turn this it spreads.”
The pear was inserted into his anus, and the knob turned. He was spread twice as wide as he’d ever been.
“This is the point of pleasure, the point where you’d come if not for the straps. One more turn, and there will be pain and pleasure as your muscles involuntarily contract.
“PLE….. AAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!”
Rock your hips, and your cock will grow.
“I will never do that.
"If your cock is large enough, you can fuck me and go.”
“R…R….R….REALLY?
“Yes.”
Von rocked his hips as fast and as much as possible, increasing the size of his erection.
When the torturer came back he pinched Von’s cock.
"Not good enough.”
“Please let me go.”
“Now is the time for screaming.”
The torturer worked a rag between his teeth and tied it off behind his head. He put a few more straps around Von. One around his eyes to blind him, one around his arms to prevent movement, and one around his hips to immobilize him.
“This is a message to all stallions, as this will happen to you if you are caught performing sodomy.”
He brought out the next tool, as Von’s cock was urging for release. He felt an ice cold touch on his cock just below the head. True horror struck Von.Although he couldn’t see, a rod was being forced into his urethra. He gasped for breath between screams. The rod was penetrated to his swollen base, and the cold forced him to feel every inch of the rod.
“I like to rub it around, as this is when most stallions weep like mares.
The rod was causing a stabbing, throbbing, aching pain that worsened as time passed. The torturer started to rotate the device.
“Please stop.”
“This is nothing.”
He couldn’t imagine more pain, but the rod began to grow. He was dry heaving yet again.
“Ten more turns to go.”
“MMMMMMMMPPPPHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!”
“Another one? You must be sorry for your sin. Okay how about two.”
When the max was reached Von’s cock opening was an inch wide. After half an hour of the torturer playing with his cock, he was unable to scream anymore, and just cried and whimpered. The torturer removed the gag.
“Take it out AUGHHHHHHH!!!!”
"Do you want me to cut off your cock?”
“YES! ANYTHING WOULD BE BETTER THAN THIS! PLEASE!
Will you do anything if I stop?”
“YES,ANYTHING!!!!!”
The chair was tilted back and a piece of hard rubber fitted in his mouth.
“Just a precaution.”
The torturer straddled Von’s face as he thrust his cock down Von’s throat. The torturer was using Von’s throat to pleasure himself. The torturer pulled out enough so that his cum would fill Von’s mouth. Von was forced to swallow, but nearly drowned in all the cum.
The torturer pressed a button as soon as he had finished cumming that deployed spikes into Von’s cock and outward towards his balls. The spikes that went to his balls severed his spermatic cord, ensuring loss of pleasure. Those spikes retracted as the rod was removed, creating chasms as the spikes dug into the inside of his shaft.
Von was guided off the stage after he had an antibacterial poured down his shaft. The croud clapped at the amazing performance.
He was a gelding, forever barred from feeling pleasure. He knew now why so many of the Stallions that went through this forced gelding committed suicide. There was no meaning to life anymore.
Von hadn’t lasted a week before he hung himself, unable to live with what happened to him. He was found, by his neighbor who paid for an honorable burial, figuring it would be what Von would have wanted.
