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Rest in Peace
2015 March 1 to 2016 May 13
01 October 2016 to 8 September 2020
That was the first time I was in The Club. The full name is Popping Cherry Club, but people simply call it The Club. It’s not an open club. The Club has a private airport and marina, and it’s only for invited and select guests with a special interest in seeing high-quality shows with boys and enjoying fucking boys hard. And, of course, only men with cash for spending. It’s a secure place to take pleasure in all depraved desires—no fear or limits—beyond the imagination.
The Popping Cherry Club offers all types of illustrious sex shows for its elite clientele. I knew the fame, but this was the first time I would enjoy the shows myself. The Club is located on an island in Southeast Asia where boys are abundant, and many poor families sell their boys for cheap money. However, you can find any kind of boy at The Club. The Club has connections with the Russian Bratva for European boys, the Mexican La Eme for Latinos, the Mafia for Ameican boys, and African gangs for Blacks or Arabians.
Tonight, The Club will have some extraordinary entertainment. When I entered, I saw tables and chairs surrounding a stage in the center. Some guests were already sitting and had “entrepreneurs,’’ little boys trained to be companions for the guests during the show and after, who worked for tips.
As I looked around, I observed that the boys were between eight and fourteen years old. When I chose a table, a waiter offered me a digital menu with photographs and descriptions of boys to choose from and a limited offering of newly acquired six to seven-year-old boys at a premium charge. At the bottom of the menu, there was a warning: “If a guest severely damages or snuffs an entrepreneur, the guest shall incur a significant surcharge. The Club offers rooms for those guests with unique desires where the only limits are your imagination. Enjoy The Club.’’
I chose a pretty eight-year-old boy, and the waiter brought him to me. The boy was cute and completely naked, and he was softly crying. I asked the waiter about the limits of what I could do.
“No limits, sir. Just enjoy the party. The bill comes according to the use.”
“Really, no limits?’’ I asked.
“Any product on the menu is at your total disposal for any request. You can have fun any way you desire, though you must reserve a room for any extreme games, as noted on the tariff of services. You pay for any services at the end of your stay,” said the waiter.
“Yes, sir, we have standard rooms, torture chambers, and two snuff rooms. One of the snuff rooms is already reserved tonight. Do you wish to reserve the other?”
“Oh, not tonight.”
“May I suggest, sir, that if you want, sir, you can also observe the rooms in use like a peep show. Some clients like to watch the action. All rooms have cameras, and we have theaters where you can choose the channels.”
“The other clients have no problem with that?”
“The majority of our clients don’t have problems with it. They like being performers, showing off their skills. In case they don’t, they can turn off the cameras in the room.”
That was fantastic. I was in heaven—or in hell when I remembered that the waiter told me one of the snuff rooms was reserved. I looked at the people sitting around while waiting for the show to start, wondering who booked the death chamber.
Looking around, I spotted Frank Smith. Maybe he is the guest who reserved the snuff room. He was the guy I met in the pedo chatroom responsible for inviting me to The Club. He posted videos of extreme pedophiliac savagery in the chatroom. He had two crying boys in his lap who appeared to be under six years old. The other guests were ordinary people to me, but I knew this is fallacious. They were all pedophiles, and their desires, like mine, were degenerate.
It’s time for the show to begin. I was excited about the show I was to see, as The Club very famous for the productions they produce. Only the wealthiest elite guests were invited to experience this exclusive show. It was why I was here. The theater lights turn off, leaving only the stage illuminated as the master of ceremony entered the stage and announced the first show.
“Good evening, gentlemen. Tonight, we have an amazing show. I invite you to have fun and enjoy the time with our entertainers. We begin with the first show with the deflowering of three virgin boys of seven, five, and three. Enjoy your entrepreneurs during the show.”
On the stage, the lights focused the three distraught, crying boys being guided by six men. The kids wore dog collars, and their arms were tightly bound in an armbinder behind their backs. The men took the boys, bent them over, and brutally spread the boys’ ass cheeks far apart to display their most intimate sanctum for all to see. The tight, virgin assholes winked at the audience, causing great excitement among the spectators as they gazed upon the captivating treasure before them. The boys moaned and cried during the humiliating ordeal. I almost came, just from the showing.
Then the show began. Putting the seven-year-old boy in the center of the stage, one of the men put the entire length of his cock into the boy’s mouth as the boy struggled frantically against the intrusion. Another man put his cock in the boy’s asshole. The boy’s muffled screams were loud as his two fuckholes were opened without mercy. The man face-fucking the boy grabbed the kid’s ears and savagely fucked him as he choked on the cock, battering his throat. The other man was punch-fucking the boy’s brutalized asshole. The other two kids looked on in horror as they watched the dehumanizing fuck.
But soon, the other men took the other two boys and pummeled their cocks into the protesting assholes. The three-year-old boy was screaming while he was fucked for the first time with a callous fuck. With the entire length of the large cock in, he caused internal damages to the boy’s battered asshole. But who cares? The five-year-old boy was fucked hard in the ass, too. He screamed his lungs out during his ass rape, his anguish making the guests’ cocks hard.
Then the kids were fucked in the mouth by the other men, suppressing all shrieks. The six men were enjoying the double fuck of the three kids. The show was exhilarating. The men change positions during the rape scene, fucking the mouths and asses mercilessly. Finally, the men began to cum. The kids are trembling from the distress of their nightmarish ordeal and the excruciating pain. The show was really amazing. After the show, the boys were taken to one of the snuff rooms.
After intermission, it became time for the second show of the night. The stage was illuminated again, and the master of ceremony announced the new show.
“Gentlemen, we are proud to announce the next act for your pleasure—a boy and a pony.”
Claps sounded around the theater while a twelve-year-old boy was brought to the stage riding the pony. The boy looked frightened, wondering what was going to happen to him. Two men took the boy and put him on his knees in front of the pony. The trained pony, injected with hormones, was prepared as its cock was hard and ready.
A man brought the pony to the boy, ordering the boy to suck the enormous cock. When he refused, the man punched the boy and repeated his order. With fear, the boy attempted to give the pony a blowjob. The scene was incredible as the boy licked and slurped on the giant cock like a lollipop.
‘‘Put the entire cock in your fucking mouth!’’
Trembling, the boy tried to obey, but the cock was too big. The man angrily punched the boy.
“You’re a piece of shit! Force it in!’’
The man held the boy’s head in position so he could not move while the pony forced its cock into the boy’s mouth as he gasped and choked. The pony’s eagerness was evident as he tried to shove the monster cock down the boy’s throat. If the men had not have stopped the pony, the boy would have suffocated on the cock.
The men then took the boy and put the terrified boy on all fours. Putting some lubricant in his asshole, the men positioned the pony while the other man held the boy in position, while two other men opened the boy’s legs wide apart, offering the puckered hole to the pony. The pony did not hesitate.
“Fuck the little bitch hard,” shouted someone.
“Yes, make the faggot feel the cock,’’ shouted another.
With a savage push, the trained pony forced his enormous cock in while the boy screamed his lungs out. Securely held, there was no escape for the unfortunate boy. The rape was violent. Screams and cries filled the auditorium. Blood came out, and no doubt, the boy’s intestines were destroyed. The boy fainted during the brutalizing fuck, but the pony continued until it came, flooding the boy’s battered fuckhole. The sperm flowed out of the destroyed ass. The men pulled the comatose boy from the room as frenzied clapping filled the theater along with the moans and cries of abused entrepreneurs.
After the show, the master of ceremony announced, “We will now have an intermission. If you want a rest or enjoy our facilities, be our guests. The next show, the last of the night, will begin in ninety minutes. Just a little warning, the show is special for lovers of extreme acts. If you don’t like this kind of action, please, enjoy our facilities and rooms. See you soon.”
The spectators began to leave the theatre, some of them going to reserved rooms, others to the bar, four or five to the nursery, maybe to choose one toddler for fun, and others to the video shop.
I walked to a media room. I was curious to see what was on. I brought the eight-year-old boy I rented with me. I entered the media room and closed the door. My cock was growing in excitement. I was in a small media room with brutal scenes of kiddie porn with a young boy and no limits of what I could do. Wow!
I turned on the television and started to look at what was going on in the rooms. Not all were occupied, but in the first room with action, I saw a man with a boy, who appeared to be about four years old. The man had the boy in his lap, forcing some lube in the sobbing boy’s ass. After he finished lubing the little pucker, he picked the boy up and placed him on the bed, spreading his legs wide open. The man began to fuck the boy’s ass. The boy screamed loudly, but this only excited the man more. He was going balls deep into the tiny hole. When I saw this scene, I started fucking the little eight-year-old boy I had rented, and now he was sobbing and moaning too.
I changed the channel, and I saw some different action with three men and two ten-year-old boys. Two of the men made the boys deep throat and suck their cocks while the third man was whipping the wailing boys with a belt as tears and snot ran down their faces. The men were obviously having a great time.
Again, I change the channel. What I see now was a little weirder. A thirteen-year-old boy was hanging from the ceiling. Weights were attached to his balls and nipples, pulling them toward the floor. A man with a whip was whipping the boy viciously, leaving lash marks and welts that were bruising the small body. The wailing boy’s screams were earsplitting.
The man stopped whipping the boy and began fucking the ass of the suffering boy. The scene was incredible. He fucked deep and hard. He had his fingers around the boy’s throat, asphyxiating him during the fuck. Hopefully, he will cum before he kills the boy, but that’s not my problem.
Now I was really horny. My boy screamed when I put my cock back in his ass.
In a new channel change, I now see four men and two Asian boys, five and seven-years-old, in an orgy. The men had fucked the boys in their mouths and assholes, and at this moment, they were double penetrating the boys’ assholes. Tears and whimpers came from the boys, triggering the men to fuck harder. One of the men pulled out of the boy’s ass and spurted his cum in the boy’s mouth, then another pulls out and cums over the boy’s face. The other two men continue to double fuck the other boy until they cum.
I looked at my watch. Where has the time gone? It’s time for the last show of the night. I was energized. What can I expect? I carry my little boy while I walk quickly back to the theatre. The show was nearly ready to begin.
“Welcome, gentlemen. For the last show of the night, we have an extraordinary act. I need to give a warning again that tenderhearted or sensitive people may be offended. Now, enjoy the show of the first bondage and sadomasochist extreme hard fuck of a fourteen-year-old boy!”
The curtains part and I saw a stake with chains and a wooden horse on the stage. The lights illuminated the side of the stage, where the naked, bound boy was brought in. He was resisting and struggling against the two men pulling him to the center of the stage. Obviously, he understood that nothing good was going to happen on stage.
The two men brought the boy to the front of the stage where everybody could see his fear. The men spread his legs and pulled apart his ass cheeks to display his virgin asshole. After the presentation and the cheers, he was brought to the wooden horse and brutally seated over the torture implement. With points to chain the boy, the triangular sharpened wooden bar immobilized him in the agonizing position of supporting his body’s weight over the sharpened side. He began to scream deafeningly, but this was only the first step in preparing him for his torment. Bounded and chained, he was now ready for the work of his tormentors.
The two men pierced the boy’s nipples. The boy’s screams rose to a higher crescendo when his little dick was fitted with a magic cross piercing. The men tied off the boy’s balls until they were tight in his ball sack and hung weights from them, and then skewered his balls with spinal needles. This action made the boy frantically scream in pain as he struggled against his chains, but he was well secured to the horse. The man then put some extra weight on the boy’s legs. The boy was now hysterical, as the torment and pain drove him to madness.
Using the pliers, a man pulled out the boy’s tongue and pierced it too. They fixed a small weight to the pierced tongue to increase the discomfort and pain, so the boy could not close his mouth or pull his tongue into his mouth.
The next thing was hot cigarettes, which the men touched to the delicate and tender parts of the boy’s body, making him spasm in agony. Clamps were put on his nipples and weights attached to pull them down. The men took needles and inserted them under the nails of the hands and feet, causing more spasms and screams from the abused boy.
I looked around at the electrified audience, and some of those were abusing their entrepreneurs.
After the needles and burns, the men took canes and began switching the maltreated boy, leaving bruises and stripes over his torso, arms, and legs. The pain and suffering had to be intense for the fourteen-year-old boy.
After the thrashing, the men untied the shocked boy from the horse, only to tie him down over a sawhorse. He is now ready to be fucked. But first, the men gave his ass a vicious caning. Then, two of the men began to fuck the ass, forcing a double penetration, which was to hurt the boy, not to give him pleasure. Screams, moans, and squeaks came from the boy as his asshole was savagely fucked by the men trying to get in balls deep. Some blood came out. The battered asshole finally gave way, and the two cocks went in all the way, ruining the boy’s ass. Finally, the men pulled out and came on the boy’s face. The audience clapped enthusiastically when the semi-conscious boy was dragged off the stage by his balls.
The master of ceremony entered the stage and announced, “I hope all of you appreciated the show. The boy was amazing, right? He is now going to our movie studio to film his last movie. All of us know what that means, don’t we? If you want to see what happens, visit our video shop.”
The audience laughed. Of course, the boy never came back. This was his last live show.
As the audience began to leave the theatre, the master of ceremony announced, “Tonight, we have a surprise encore show, short, but I hope, intense. However, I need to give one more warning. This show is recommended for gore and snuff lovers only.”
Most of the audience left the theater, but a few stay in anticipation. I saw Frank Smith with a broad smile on his face in expectation of what was to come. He usually posted pics of savagery in the pedo chat. I decided to stay and see the show. The stage was illuminated once more, and three men entered, dragging two boys violently across the stage.
“This boy was disobedient and will now be punished along with his baby brother. The older boy dies, the younger boy—maybe. Discipline is a serious thing here. Enjoy the punishment.”
The men took the terrorized boy and began to whip him hard with canes, tearing away screams from the kid. Then, while two men spread and held the boys’ legs wide open, the third man bisected the boy’s little dick and then, using a pair of locking sheet metal pliers, slowly clamped the boy’s balls until they ruptured. The boy convulsed in agony and fainted. After the complete mutilation of the prick and balls, the men took metal rods and broke the boy’s legs and arms. Finally, the men took a pole and impaled the boy, while another put a rope around his neck to hang him. He slowly asphyxiated while suspended with the pole deep in his ass.
Then the men took the hysterical younger boy, ripped off his clothes, and savagely fucked the boy’s ass. I could only imagine that it caused internal bleeding, and he was going to die from hemorrhaging, but that’s not my problem. The men finally cum over the little body, and the final act is over.
It’s time to find fun in the rooms. I saw Frank going to a room with another man and four little kids. What were they going to do with the boys? Maybe I could see the action in the media room, but first, I entered the bar to have a beer. I was now ready to tour the facility, so I approached an attendant with my entrepreneur.
“Please, take this boy to my room and leave him there. For now, I want to relax a little bit.”
I found the video shop. When I entered, I saw hundreds of movies filmed in high-definition for sale with all kinds of action—the videos were separated by genre—bestiality, scat, orgy, BDSM, and snuff. I looked around and saw one billed as four blonde boys in an orgy with dogs and ponies. Next to it was a movie with snakes and three Latino toddlers. In another section, I saw a movie advertised with one man and two boys and another as an orgy with five men, three boys, and two toddlers, and yet another promoting the man who loves boys. Another announced two hours of totally anal with twenty pre-teens. And some other titles that sounded promising, Taken Virginity: Twelve Boys First Time; Daddy, Please Fuck Me: An Amateur Homemade Compilation; Filipino Pedo Club; BDSM Kings: Asian Delights; Toddlers’ Nightmares, Screams, and Cries: The Ultimate Spanking Video; and finally Slaves, Crucifixions, and Impalements: Fun in the Roman Empire.
“Where do you get your movies?” I asked the attendant.
“From dealers around the world, Russian mafia productions, Asian mafia productions, and of course, we have our own production company too. If you have some unique fantasy, we can shoot it for you. Do you want to order a custom video? No problem for us. We will shoot anything you desire.”
“Very interesting. Maybe I stop later and buy some videos.”
During my tour, I came to the nursery. It’s really not my age preference, but why not take a look? The nursery was a big room, full of cradles. I saw, more or less, thirty-five toddlers from newborns to two-year-olds.
The attendant approached me and asked, “Good evening, sir, what is your choice? We have Nordic, Blacks, Asians, Latinos. We have five new arrivals from India, untouched and brand new, three months to one year at a special price. The Chinese boys are also on promotion but are expensive because of their rarity. Chinese families prefer boys, you know, so they’re expensive to obtain.”
“Not for me; I just came to see what you have here.”
“Okay, sir, but call me if you find one you like. Did you see that we have three newborns? One blonde, one brunette, and one Asian. They are only for sale since they usually don’t survive their playtime. Maybe this is your interest?”
“No, thanks,” I said, “I prefer them a bit older.”
“We have many good options for two-year-old boys that are lightly used and at a reasonable price, but if your preference is virgins, we have those too.”
He was proud of his merchandise and the breadth of his selection.
“Hell, you have a really complete stock here.”
“Look at this,” he said.
He took a toddler near him, pulled off the diaper, and opened the ass cheeks. I saw the tiny puckered rosette. Beautiful. He put one finger in the boy’s mouth, and immediately, the baby began to suck intently.
“We leave the toddlers hungry, so they suck anything you put in their mouth.”
Lubing one finger, he slowly entered the boy’s ass. I watched his finger go deep in the boy’s ass, preparing it to fuck, which turned my cock hard.
“You sure that you don’t want to try a little test for free? Fuck him and tell me if it is not hot. He’s totally clean and prepared.”
This was too much for me. I took my cock out and gently entered the proffered ass, and began to fuck the toddler. Wow! I was really tempted. The idea of one or two toddlers to use and abuse in any way might be good fun. I handed the boy back to the attendant.
“Amazing experience, thanks again, but not now, maybe later. I want to walk around a little bit more. And I’m here for a week...so who knows?”
While I was talking with the attendant, I saw four men taking eight toddlers from the nursery to a reserved room.
“The men with the toddlers, just curiosity, you know anything?”
“Those men? They’re a group of baby-lover friends. They have a toddler orgy every two months and buy only toddlers below eighteen months. Most of them don’t come back to the nursery. Do you want to meet the group? They are open to new members.”
“Maybe later,” I say. “Thank you for your help. See you later.”
I walked again to the media room. Maybe new rooms would be occupied, and I could see more hardcore kiddie porn before having my own fun. New channels were online, and some of the channels I had seen before were still active. The room with the double penetration orgy was still online, but now two new men have joined the action with two new pre-teens. The orgy had become more extreme, and the little fuckholes were suffering double penetrations in the mouth as well as the ass.
On another channel, I saw a movie set with two men doing five boys of three to seven years old with a cameraman shooting a typical heavy abuse kiddie porn movie with ass fucking and deep throat action.
I changed again, and the new channel was from the torture chamber. I saw three men fucking and torturing a fourteen-year-old boy. One man was fucking the boy while one of the other men was burning the boy’s nipples with cigarettes, and the other man was fucking the boy’s dick with a thick, ribbed sound. The blubbering teen was screaming incessantly.
I switched to a new channel and a torture scene with an eleven-year-old boy bound to a table while a man was mutilating the genitals pins and sodomizing him with a giant dildo.
I once again changed the channel, and I saw the baby lovers group from the nursery. Some babies were being sodomized, others were covered with cum, and blood flowed from their violated assholes.
On the next channel, I saw a black boy, about three-years-old, forced to suck and fuck with two dogs. Depraved zoo act.
I changed to another channel. Now, I saw Frank’s room. He was with the other man and the four suffering little boys, and it was a hard scene of torture. The boys had slashes, bruises, burns, and wounds over their bodies. Frank was fucking the ass of one boy while he put needles through the boy’s nipples. Blood was dripping from the needles.
The other man was fucking the ass of another boy while cutting the boy’s skin with a switchblade. The other two boys were bound and suspended by their wrists and sodomized with thick poles as they waited for their time to be fucked and tortured. A lot of screams, blood, and pain. I suspected the boys would not survive their fun time with Frank, but why not let the guy have some pleasure? Now I know where Frank obtained the pics and vids he posted in the chat room.
The last two channels were the death rooms. In one, I see an eleven-year-old boy nailed to a cross, agonizing while a fat old man whipped him with barbwire, the blood splashing around the room. The scene had too much splatter for my taste. I changed the channel quickly.
The last channel was two boys, a nine-year-old and a seven-year-old, hanging by their necks while a group of men masturbated as the boys convulsed and struggled for air as they slowly asphyxiated toward death. The boys’ wrists were bound behind them. Their balls were attached to weights, stretching them toward the floor. A large pin had been pushed through their dick heads, and large dildos were shoved deep in their asses.
I never understand the humanity of some people.
As for me, I had some fun planned for myself. I headed to my room, where my entrepreneur was waiting. But first, I went to the nursery to rent the toddler I had sodomized earlier. I had changed my mind. The media room had turned me on with all the depraved scenes, which gave me some ideas. Maybe I’ll start by fucking their assholes, then pierce their nipples and dicks with rings, and then some spanking and whipping before another fuck. And then...who knows?
My first time in the Popping Cherry Club was really marvelous, and I made a promise to myself to come back as soon as possible. The facilities of The Club were superb. I had a great time with the boys at my disposal—a lot of fucking and cumming, the fantastic shows to enjoy as well as inspire, and, of course, the company of men with the same tastes. This time I came to The Club with two new friends I met in the dark net, Anders and Harris.
Anders is a wealthy businessman I meet in the pedo chatroom who likes to watch extreme zoophilic acts. The guy liked to share pics and vids of boys being fucked hard by all kinds of animals, dogs, pigs, horses, monkeys, bulls, and whatever else he can find that have cocks to suck or can be introduced in the boys’ orifices. Nice guy.
Harris is a wealthy politician and an addict to extreme pain games. I met him in the HurtTheBoy chatroom. He likes to see and practice the most depraved acts so he can hear the agonizing screams and cries of the boys. A classy guy, too.
Yeah, I met with the guys and talked about The Club. Both had never heard about it, and I was proud to invite them to know and enjoy the boy paradise. This morning we landed at the island of pleasure’s airport in my Learjet. It will be a great time.
Now, we’re at The Club, waiting for tonight’s shows to begin. While we wait, I take my new friends on a tour of The Club. First, we stop at the video store. I see new offers of all types of porn. The guys here produced a lot of new stuff. I look around at the latest titles, The Gangbang of Jimmy & Tommy: A Full Penetration Movie with 23 Men; The Orgy Party: Seven Boys Meet Seven Men; Femboy Freddy Double Penetrated; Deep Throat: Cum Swapping and Cum Swallowing with Four Preteen Boys; Felix’s First Fuck: For Scream Lovers.Nice, very nice. I look around at more titles, Black Toddlers Festival: A Compilation of Hard Fucking in Africa; Young Redhead and The Seven Dwarfs: Depraved Fairytales. Great stuff.
I look around to see my new friends admiring the offers in their preferred perversions. Anders was looking at the zoo section. He found some lovely titles: Farm Orgy: Duke and Steve Go to the Farm and Zoo Day Compilation: Preteen Boys: All Anal.
And Harris, of course, was in the BDSM/snuff section, looking notable titles like, Screamers: In the Hands of a Psycho; The Snuff Party: Part IV, and Sickest Desires: Full Action with Seven-Year-Old Tommy. Harris came to me astonished, with a dozen DVDs in hand.
“This is truly for real? Not fake?”
“For real, of course,” I said. “Here, you can find everything you want. If you don’t find it, you can order it if you have the right money. The Club has a movie set here, or you can make your own movie and double the pleasure.”
“Really?” he was astonished.
“Yeah,” I say, “but you can see it for yourself. I can give you a tour of the reserved rooms and the media room. I assure you that it’s quite an experience.”
As we walked along the hall, we could often hear cries and screams from behind the reserved rooms’ closed doors. I looked at my friends’ yearning faces as they are imagining what was happening in the rooms. However, I know that the action is probably just simple games or a gentle rape at this hour of the day. The extreme action begins later after the entertainment. I entered an empty room to show it to my curious friends.
“Here, you can have fun with privacy, and nobody will disturb your pleasure time, no matter what you do.” I could see the lustful shine in their eyes. “But, for your inclinations, I recommend you to reserve one of the torture rooms or maybe the death room.”
Both of them look at me in astonishment. I invited my friends to The Club, but I did not tell them all the services available. A little surprise is a delightful gift. They only imagined that we were coming to a humble boy brothel. Now, when they understand the possibilities, they are astounded.
“You really are speaking seriously?” Harris asked me.
“Of course, here you can find all that your imagination wishes. All the kids here are at your total disposal, no matter what you want to do with them. The only limits here are your imagination and your cash. If you have the cash, you have the fun.”
“That’s fantastic!” Harris says.
“Yes, my friend, and I hope you have brought enough cash to spend during our stay here. If you need more cash, they will help you transfer the funds. No credit.”
“No doubt, I will spend every cent I worked my entire life for here in my dreamland.”
“Now, let me show you the media rooms,” I say.
I guided my friends to one of the media rooms and let them see some channels. Most of them are offline since nobody was in, but four have action.
On the first channel, a man had two boys. While he was fucking one boy, he was flogging the other boy—just tame action.
The next channel had two men and two boys, the men fucking the assholes deeply, the boys are crying and moaning, but another tame action.
One of the occupied rooms was a torture room. Here we see three men torturing three boys, ages seven or eight, with needles and whips, making the boys scream piercingly. Yeah, it’s getting better.
The last channel showed five boys sucking and fucking two big dogs in front of a half dozen men. A tender pedo zoo act, if you know what usually happened here.
The other channels are offline since most customers are resting or waiting for tonight’s show. Later, the rooms will be full of depraved activity and hotter than hell, and we can watch really decadent acts.
For now, I invited my friends to continue the tour. I had one last place to take them before we go to the bar while waiting for the shows to begin. I guide my friends to the nursery. I know that they don’t like babies, but it could be an enjoyable experience, as I discovered.
“Here we have an interesting place,” I say, “The Club nursery. Here you’ll find toddlers and babies. All are for sale only.”
“Nursery? Babies?” Anders asked in doubt.
“Yes, my friend, babies—if you want to try some baby rape.”
We entered the nursery, and then they could see the cradles.
“I never imagine this,” Anders said. “I never had a baby. It’s not even a fantasy.”
“I know, but I also never thought about it until experiencing one on my last visit. I highly recommend the experience.”
I asked the attendant if the baby rape group was in The Club today.
“Yes, sir,” he says, “they reserved twelve babies tonight. They have another orgy planned after the shows.”
“Baby rape orgy?” asked Harris. “This really happens?”
“Yes, sir,” the attendant answers, “would you like to join the group? They’re looking for new members.”
I see the light in Harris’s eyes.
“Maybe,” he says, “let me think about it.”
“Would you like to try one for free, just to get a taste?”
I see the lust in Harris’s eyes again.
“Why not? What do you have here?”
“We currently have twenty-one babies in stock, two newborns, seven of one to four months, seven from five to fourteen months, and five from fifteen months to two years. We have another twelve, but they’re reserved for the baby orgy tonight. You have any age preference?”
“No, because I never had a baby before, maybe an older one, like eighteen months to two years,” says Harris.
“Sure, sir,” said the attendant, as he took a young baby from a cradle. “This boy is eighteen months. Just used a little, but not too hard. Let me show his ass.”
“Wow, he looks great, tight ass. What can I do with him?”
“Everything if you buy him. The only limits are your imagination. For now, you can finger his ass or make him suck your cock for a moment. He’s ready for all, totally clean.”
Then, I see Harris putting his cock in the little baby’s mouth. He was amazed. The baby sucked the cock enthusiastically.
“We leave the babies hungry so that they suck anything you put in their mouths. Great suck, isn’t it?”
“Heavenly, I probably buy the baby for tonight, but let me think about it.”
Ander, who was watching intently, asked, “The babies are available for zoo acts too?”
“Of course, sir, anything you want, all services are negotiable. If you want to kill the baby, you must purchase instead of renting, though.”
I can see the desire in my friends’ eyes.
“Guys, we can come back later. Now, let me lead you to the bar. The shows are about to start, and we can relax while we rent some entrepreneurs to accompany us while we view the show.”
I lead my friends to the bar to order our beer, and then I directed them to the theater. Most of the tables are already occupied by men accompanied by their entrepreneurs—young boys for fun and exploitation. We sat at an empty table, and the waiter brought us the menu. The menus are digital displays with photos of the entrepreneurs for rent. My friends look at me in doubt as I chose two boys, one nine years old, the other eleven.
“Hey, guys, relax and enjoy. You can rent one or more entrepreneurs to have fun with during the show. No problem. Nobody will admonish you, no matter what you have done. Enjoy the shows with a boy on your lap.”
“Sure,” says Harris.
My friends took the menu and chose one entrepreneur each. Harris rented a twelve-year-old boy, and Anders, to my surprise, rented an eight-year-boy. The waiter brought us our entrepreneurs for the evening, and we got naked immediately. I sat the nine-year-old on my lap and put my finger in his ass while the eleven-year-old kneeled between my legs to suck my dick. Nice sensation. My friends lost their inhibition and began to use their entrepreneurs too. Then the theater lights turned dark as the stage was illuminated. Showtime!
The master of ceremony entered the stage and announced, “Gentlemen, we are proud to announce that the show tonight is unsurpassed in honor and in support of one of our preeminent guests. We have a three-time action show tonight where every boy will come on stage three times. The first time is for a simple fuck, but all holes are used in the max hardcore style. Their second time on stage will be more intense with extreme BDSM action. The third time on stage will be the last act for the boys. If you like only sex, stay for the first part. If you like more intense action, stay for the second part. Only snuff lovers should stay for the last part.”
My dick is hard in the mouth of the eleven-year-old. My finger goes deeper in the ass of the nine-year-old. My friends look at me, and I can see a fire in their eyes too. They will stay until the last act, for sure.
“Now, we are proud to announce a little surprise for the opening act of tonight’s show. Just for fun, an auction of our five newest kids like in the early times of slavery. Five boys, ages three, six, and nine-years-old and two seven-year-old twin boys. The owner will have the total disposal of the merchandise to do what he wants with them like in the good old days.”
I heard the crowd murmuring in expectation.
The master of ceremony continues, “Three of the boys come from Eastern Europe, blonde and, of course, virgins. The twin boys are from Asia, virgins too.”
“Yeah,” I heard Harris say with licentious eyes, “that’s fantastic. I want one of the blondes for my fun.”
And I think that the boy who Harris buys tonight will not have much of a life if my friend has the fun, I imagine. Meanwhile, the auction started.
“The first to be auctioned is Mel. He’s nine-years-old.”
The lights illuminated the side of the stage, where the kids, who were naked and with hands bounded back, hovered in fear. The master of ceremony pulled the older boy from the group and led him to the center of the stage.
“You can see his beautiful body, blonde hair, and green eyes.” The boy was bent over, and his ass cheeks were ignominiously pulled apart to let the audience see the little hairless asshole. “He’s still a virgin, but I hope not for too long.” Laughs come from the guests. “The price begins at one-hundred-thousand U.S. dollars for our unblemished merchandise.”
And finally, the auction started. The boy was sold to a fat man on the fourth bid. He looked at the boy with evil eyes, and I know that the unsullied boy will have a hard time. Then the auction continued. The three-year-old boy was sold to an old man, the twin boys were sold to a couple, and finally, the last boy of the night, the six-year-old blonde, was sold to my friend. The poor untainted boy will probably not survive the night.
Then the master of ceremony announced the evening’s raffle. Four men entered with exotic toys—two dog cages, with skinny, skeletal boys, wrists bound behind their backs and mouths gagged in each cage, and two trays with an armless and legless boy on each tray.
“For lovers of harsh sex with lean kids, we maintain these boys with minimum nourishment, almost dying of starvation.”
The men put the cages on a table and open them. The kids were pulled out and suspended on a hook. Now all can see the tiny bodies, their bones prominent.
“The boys with no arms or legs are sex toys to play with. Defenseless, you can use them any way you like. The boys were disfigured very young to bring you pleasure. Now, we’re going to pierce them and then the raffle.”
The mutilated kids were suspended by their hair. The master of ceremony proceeded with the raffle, and I gain a mutilated boy. Now it’s time for the show.
“The first act of the night is the opening of a four-year-old and a seven-year-old by four men—maximum hardcore style. Enjoy.”
We are all in earnest expectation and horny. I fingered my entrepreneur more vigorously. On the stage, the lights shine over the two crying boys. The men pull the boys by their choke chains to the center of the stage. Turning the boys onto their backs, the men forced the boy’s legs back to their ears to expose their most intimate virgin assholes. The boys are now blubbering, but nobody cares. The men then begin the action. Cocks are violently forced deeply into the boys’ throats, suffocating the boys. The fucking continues until the boys vomit, but the action does not stop.
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