The Shaman’s Revenge Part 16

The Shaman’s Revenge Part 16

(this has also been posted to the New Sore Bottomed Guys Site)

“What is going on here?” Floyd Cody’s voice boomed, as he approached the small group, initially unnoticed by his younger brothers, who spun round nervously at the arrival of their fierce older sibling.

“Uh … Hi Floyd!” stammered Billy Bob “you came back bro?!!”

“I wanted to check on you and the City boy!” replied Floyd “And it seems I was right to” he looked across at Jordan, who was still bent double, his wrists tied to his ankles, with a ‘tail’ of stinging nettles and poison ivy sticking out of his rump.

“Lazy scumbag wasn’t working hard enough!” replied Seth hastily, “So we decided to punish him!”

Despite the fiery burning sensation in his anus Jordan’s senses were in high alert mode, and he listened intently to what was being said. It was obvious to him that the two younger Cody brothers were scared of their elder brother, and after the two spankings Floyd had given him, Jordan could understand they had good reason to be nervous.

His mind buzzed with ideas as to how he could use the men’s fear of their brother, but nothing came to him.

“The lazy brat was refusing to work was he?!” Snarled Floyd “We’ll soon see to that!” He pointed to Jordan “Untie him and get that damn vegetation out of his butt!” he ordered “I’ll make him work!!

Untied, but with his butt and anus burning madly from the combined nettle and poison ivy stings Jordan was led across the field to an old ramshackle barn with a ladder leaning against the wall “Climb up that!” ordered Floyd, who then turned to his younger brother Billy Bob and pointed to the ranch house “Go get the old rug beater’s!” he said “It’s time this brat got a dusting!”

Jordan had no choice other than to obey and stepped nervously on the bottom rung of the ladder, he was not quite sure what Floyd meant by “a dusting” but he was in no doubt it would be unpleasant. His shoulders sank in misery as he climbed reluctantly up the ladder.

As soon as Billy Bob returned, carrying two very ancient looking rug beaters Jodan realised that his worst fears were well founded, and it took little imagination to guess exactly what Floyd had in mind for those cruel looking objects.

“Stick that Butt ‘o yours out boy!” snapped Floyd

With no option but to obey Jordan did as he was ordered and braced himself for the impact to come.

Floyd lifter the rickety rug beater above his head and then swung it forward hard landing the hard wicker of it’s business end across Jordan’s backside with a bruising thud!

AAAAGH!!” yelled Jordan as the juddering pain shot through his body.

Next Billy Bob aimed a swing at the trembling target, Resulting in another cry of pain from their unlucky captive.

A second, equally painful whack from Floyd brought tears to Jordan’s eyes, and he wondered frantically how he would survive much more of this savage onslaught.

It was then that one of Jordan’s very rare strokes of good luck intervened, presenting him which a change of escape, which he eagerly grasped.

The bringer of that good fortune was young Billy Bob, who is an excess of enthusiasm, when attempting to whack Jordan again, swung the rug beater too wide, and instead delivered a bone numbing blow to his elder brother Floyd’s craggy face.

Floyd let out a roar of agony, dropping his rug beater, and clutching at his face as he staggered forward. Meanwhile Billy Bob was frozen to the spot petrified with horror at what he had done, and with fear at what vengeance his thunderously bad tempered brother would doubtless inflict on him for his carelessness.

Jordan’s self survival instincts were at a heightened level, and he immediately saw the chance of escape, which this temporary distraction presented him with. 

Quick as a flash, whilst the Cody brothers were occupied with Floyd’s apparent injury, Jordan climbed down the ladder and made a dash for freedom, slipping quickly and unnoticed past the fear stricken Billy Bob, before sprinting across the field.

Jordan was half way across the field and heading towards the woods before Seth Cody, who had been standing apart from his brothers and watching the scene realisedd he was making his mistake. “Come back here !” he shouted, lifting his rifle and pointing it at the departing Jordan.

“Shoot him in the butt!” yelled Billy Bob waking from his fear frozen stupor 

Seth took aim at the fleeing Jordan’s backside and fired. Luckily for Jordan, Seth was the least proficient shooter of the family, especially when aiming at a moving target. The bullet missed it’s target and whistled past Jordan, inspiring the fleeing teenager to run even faster, as a second missile flew past him on the other side.

“Get him!” commanded the now furious Floyd as he continued to nurse his swollen and bruised face.

The two younger Codys ran after the sprinting Jordan, however, although they were both strong and muscular, these heavily built corn, pork and potato fed country boys were no match, in terms of speed for their agile, athletic young prey. Jordan easily outran them and vanished into the woods beyond the farm.

Jordan ran through as fast as his well toned young legs would carry him, while the shouts of the men pursuing him grew fainter as the distance between him and them increased.

Once he was deep in the woods, Jordan determined to find a hiding place where he could remain hidden until the two older men gave up looking for him. At that point he spotted a tall tree with plenty of branches, which might hide him from someone on the ground.

With the agility of a young monkey Jordan quickly scrambled up the tree, until he reached a point about forty feet up, where a number of thick branches shielded him from being visible to someone on the ground. He then crouched on a large branch and determined he would hide up the tree until he was sure the Codys had gone.

He glanced around and noticed a small gap in the leaves, through which he might be seen if someone in the right position on the ground happened to look up. He quickly backed up the branch, moving closer to the trunk of the tree, where he would be afforded greater cover.

It was at that point that his bottom bumped into something attached to the tree trunk. He heard a cracking sound and felt whatever he had pushed up against begin to crumble around his butt cheeks.

Slightly nonplussed, he looked back over his shoulder to see a large structure, about two feel wide and four foot high, seemingly made from clay and grass attached to the tree just above where the branch he was crouching on connected to the tree trunk. It was then that he heard a loud angry buzzing sound, and came to the horrifying realization that he had just rammed his bare bottom into a hornets’ nest

The angry hornets reacted instinctively to this violent attack on their home and flew straight at the large pink object which they perceived to be attacking them, furiously stinging Jordan’s tender and recently beaten butt cheeks. 

To make matters worse, Jordan’s precarious crouching position had the effect of spreading his cheeks, enabling one hornet to fly in between the cheeks and sting Jordan directly on his vulnerable puckering anus, causing him to give a shriek of agony.

These were an especially aggressive breed of hornet, which had emigrated north from South America. In appearance they were very similar to the fearsome yellow jacket wasps, but these creatures possessed even more powerful and painful stings.

Jordan lurched forward and immediately lost his balance, sending him tumbling head first onto a branch about six foot below, where he dangled for a few moments, bottom up across the branch, kicking his legs and struggling for a hand hold, whilst the aggressive hornets continued to attack his behind.

Jordan finally managed to clamber back up the new branch, whilst still being assailed by angry hornets, and quickly began climbing back down the tree, he had no option but to risk capture by the Cody brothers, as the hornets would surely kill him if he stayed in the tree. Images from the 1978 movie “The Swarm”, with Michael Cain and Katherine Ross flashed through his mind.

When he was back on the ground, the good news was that there was no sign of any sadistic hill billies, the bad new was that the hornets had followed him down, and still seemed determined to sting him to death.

Running as fast as he could Jordan tore off through the woods with a swarm of outraged hornets perusing him all intent on sting his fleeing bottom.

After a very unpleasant and painful half mile run, Jordan found himself on a small country road through the woods, and to his relief saw a vehicle heading towards him, which he frantically flagged down. It was not until the vehicle stopped beside him that he realised it was the ranger’s car.

The Ranger wound down the window to a small crack and shouted “Get in quickly Sport…. and close the door after you!” 

For the first time since their first encounter, Jordan was relieved to see the Ranger, however, that relief would not last for long ………

To Be Continued …………

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The Shaman’s Revenge Part 15

Shaman’s Revenge Part 15
a sleepless night, Jordan was untied and dragged blinking into the
day light by the Cody brothers, Floyd, Billy Bob and their brooding
middle brother Seth. “It’s time for you to earn your keep boy!”
snarled Floyd “We’re gonna’ put you to work!”
let me go!” wailed Jordan “My Dad’s a rich man, he will pay for
the eggs and milk I took!”
growled the elder Cody brother “You think just ‘cos your a rich kid
you can steal from us farmers and that your rich Daddy can pay us off
do you?” he moved closer to Jordan so that his craggy, unshaven
face was inches from the frightened young jock’s “Well that ‘aint
the way it works around here!” he hissed 
that, the three men led the unhappy and naked Jordan out of the house
and across a nearby field towards some old barns, as Floyd encouraged
Jordan onward by jabbing his bare bottom with the sharply pointed
spikes of his pitchfork.
considered attempting to escape, judging that in a sprint he could
almost certainly have out run the more heavily built Codys. However,
seeing the rile which Seth was carrying, he decided not to chance his
luck, as although he could outrun the men he could not outrun a
order to further encourage Jordan. As soon as the group reached the
barn, Floyd sat down on some bails of hay and threw the protesting
young swimmer over his knee before proceeded to administer a hard
hand spanking while Billy Bob held him down.
Floyd had finished spanking Jordan, he handed control of the new and
and unwilling ranch hand over to his bothers, and told them to put
him to work in the hay barn, before heading off to another part of
the ranch.
as soon as their elder brother had departed the scene, it became
clear that, rather than working, the younger Cody brothers wanted to
play with their new toy.
City boy!” Sneered Billy Bob “Make that squealy noise you made
when Floyd” whupped your ass!” then he said something which sent
a chill down Jodan’s spine, as Cindy Mae’s prophetic words from two
days before echoed in his brain “Make like a little piggy city
.. what do you mean?” stammered Jordan
mean squeal like a piggy dumbo!” shouted Billy Bob, slapping
Jordan’s head with the back of his hand “Get down on your hands and
knees and crawl like prime bacon!”
instinct was to protest, but once again the sight of the rifle, which
Seth was still holding, persuaded him to obey. Reluctantly he
lowered himself onto his hands and knees and attempted to grunt in
the manner he imagined most similar to a pig.
Dickhead” shouted Seth “you need to squeal like a cute little
piggy, not grunt like a fat old sow!” 
can make him squeal!” laughed Billy Bob, picking up a large carrot
“A piggy needs a tail!”
Ha!” laughed Seth “Pin the tail on …. er .. up the piggy!”
Bob knelt down, and grabbed hold of Jordan and attempted to push the
carrot up the prone jock’s anus, as Jordan yelled in distress.
“Please guys, stop, don’t do this to me!!”
city boy, sure has a tight ass!” complained Billy Bob as he pressed
the large carrot against the unyielding pucker of Jordan’s
instinctively contracted portal “I can’t get it in!”
Let me try , said Seth, taking hold of the carrot and kneeling down
between Jordan’s legs, while his brother straddled the unhappy jock
and held his butt cheeks apart.
gripped the carrot tightly in his fist and then rammed it deep into
Jordan, forcing it between the tight pink lips of his anus and then
up inside, as Jordan let out a shriek of discomfort and outrage.
, that’s the noise piggy!” laughed Seth “that is a really piggy
recent weeks Jordan had had the unaccustomed experience of various
items being inserted into his tight virgin portal, but the massive
carrot was the largest , by far the widest so far and certainly the
most uncomfortable so far. It was also an unusual sight, to see a
handsome young athlete on all fours with a large orange vegetable
together with it untrimmed green plumage protruding from his rear,
certainly more elaborately than any curly pigs’s tail.
Cody brother continued to have fun with their unlucky captive, making
him crawl around the barn with one or other brother riding on his
faster pork chop!” yelled Billy bob as he jabbed at Jordan’s rear
with his sharp pitchfork.
the Cody brothers tired of making Jordan act like a pig and roughly
pulled the carrot out of his backside. However, they had other plans
for him.
think this City Boy would maker a better rooster than a pig!”
Laughed Billy Bob
rooster?” replied Seth quisically
with a big feathery tail!” replied Billy Bob
that they dragged Jordan out into the meadow next to the barn, and
tied his wrists and ankles together sop as to force him into a
chicken like pose.
after pulling a pair of leather gloves from his jeans pocket, Billy
bob set about creating a “big feathery rooster’s tail” with
nettles and poison ivy, which he proceeded to shove unceremoniously
up the tender part of Jordan where the carrot had previously been.
the boys laughed uproariously, Jordan was forced to waddle around the
farm yard clucking like a chicken, with his fiery, sting covered
“Tail” flapping behind him, the combined nettle stings and poison
ivy turning his tender orifice into a ring of fire, which was sure to
burn for days afterwards.
backwoods adventure was becoming very uncomfortable
Be Continued ..

Soccer Jock Humiliation

Jock Humiliation

The coach’s methods were old
fashioned but very effective. He kept an especially embarrassing ping
pong paddle ready for swollen headed jocks like young Colton Fisher,
as he knew that the stinging humiliation of being publicly paddled,
over the knee like some kid, in front of his team mates, would stay with Colton long
after the fire in his tight little butt had faded.

he planned to make sure that fire didn’t cool for quite some time,
certainly a lot longer than it would take for cell phone footage of
Colton’s embarrassing bare bottomed punishment the reach every jock
and Co-Ed on Campus. 

would not stop until Colton’s butt cheeks were glowing even redder
than the one’s on his face.

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