Initiation

A couple of hours later the door opened again this time Two skinheads stood in front of him, they walked in silently and began to unlock the padlocks that secured Tyler in place. As the restraints came off, Tyler sank to his knees and started to knead and massage his muscles with his hands. He ignored the plug that was still inside him and concentrated on getting the pain to subside and getting his legs and arms to work again.

Leaving the Head restraint and collar on, Tyler felt his arms pulled infront of him as the boys attached heavy fetters to his wrists and over his boots. A heavy chain leash was attached to the collar and they lead him out into the main play space. Tyler couldn't resist as the massy shackles were locked on him. The heavy chain between them made it hard to raise his hands and stand upright, so he shuffled forward into the next room, partially dragged by his collar.

Tyler shuffled into the room, Steve sat with his bat in his hand on the back of a chair. Dean is behind him arms folded, and recognises Tyler instantly his mouth dropping open wide. Skinboss is stood with his hand on Chris's shoulder, the other two skinheads push Tyler into the middle of the room where Tyler falls to his knees. Tyler stared around the room as best as he could. The restraints he was wean caused him to walk hunched over, so he was already in a submissive posture. The final push from the 2 skinheads put him in the middle if the room where he knelt down in his stained uniform.

Chris stood in front of Tyler in his new green bomber jacket, he hocked up and spat on Tyler as he kneeled on. The floor infront of the group. The others joined in. Tyler knelt there, blushing as the spit from the skinheads spattered on his head and body. He grunted into the steel gag as he felt anger, humiliation and arousal. He turned his head up to allow the spittle to fall on his face. Chris walked up and grabbed Tyler by the chains and pulled him up. "If you want to be a member you need to learn respect copper. He dragged him over to a St. Andrew's Cross and uncoupled the shackles from Tyler, reshackling Tyler face into the cross.

Tyler staggered along behind Chris and grunted as he was slammed against the cross. Chris seemed to have learned his cuffing lessons well as Tyler didn't have chance to do anything before his hands were reshuffled to the Cross. His ankles were similarly dealt with and he found himself stretched out against the metal if the cross. Tyler had room to move, but then Chris roughly tightened the chains and Tyler found himself stretched out and helpless again.

Tyler was streatched out, Chirs walked up behind him and whispered in his ear. "I hope you know what you're doing..." He stepped behind Tyler and yanked at Tylers Tail. pulling it out, he stood behind Tyler and unzipped his bleachers, the young skinhead pushed his hard cock against Tylers moist hole. Tyler yelled into the gag as the tail came out and almost immediately he felt the fleshy lump of Chris' cock pushing at his hole. Tyler pushed back with his hips, encouraging the younger man to shove deep inside him. Chirs started to shove, only to discover how loose Tylers hole was. Chirs pulled out, looking down at his cock covered in spunk and lube. "Who's fucked him already!" chris shouted to the rest of the room, He turned looking at the room of skins. "the only one who can fuck him before me is Skinboss, and he told me he was mine."

Tyler shook in frustration as Chris pulled out of him. With his tired muscles bring stretched, part of this was exhaustion - but some was the growing desire to be fucked .. and to become part of the gang. Chirs looked around, the others looked around not knowing who was to blame. Steve stood forward, "I did, and why shouldn't I, fucking waste of space pig coming in here making demands to be in our gang. Since Dave fucked off I aint had any release, so fuck you cunt, you aint that special." Chris was astounded, skinboss just smiled, he clearly knew it was exactly the sort of test Chris would need to see if he was a true, 'brother'. Tyler tried to look around to see what was going on. He could sense the tension in the room and wondered his far the test would go.

Chris walked over to Steve, the guy was still holding his baseball bat, and Chris was trying not to loose his cool, he kjnew he'd come off worse in a fight with this guy, and with Skinboss watching he didn't want to loose face so soon after being accepted into the gang. Chris leaned over Steve who was still unmoved from the seat back he was sitting on, Towering over him steve didn't flinch, Chris held out his right hand in front of Steves face, "what's mine is yours brother!" he said. Tyler grunted with surprise as Chris tried to smooth things over with Steve. He never imagined that would work in a skinhead gang. Steve put the bat down and held out his hand, as he did so, chris pulled Steve to his feet and into him with a bro hug, their matching Ma1's rubbing together, Chris put his left hand down and grabbed onto Steves cock beneath his bleachers rubbing it "got another load in there?"

"Yeah mate!" replied Steve. Chris taller but not bigger than Steve towered slightly over the guy, he turned steve round and pushed him towards Tyler. "Best you dump it where it belongs then." Steve was puzzled as to why Chris was being so nice to him when he had just stolen his bounty but Chris seemed amiable about it and steve wasn't about to pass up the chance of cumming up the pigs arse again he strode over to Tyler and unzipped his bleachers. Chris picked up the discarded baseball bat and followed Steve. Tyler couldn't work out what was going on. He could hear movement and the warmth of a body behind him.

Steve didn't know what hit him as Chris took a swing at his legs, the other skins watched but didn't intervene, it was between these two, Chris hit the back of Steves legs and he dropped like a rock buckling to the floor his face falling forward and into Tylers arse. Tyler yelled as he was roughly slammed into the St Andrews Cross. "Whhtt tthh fcckk!!" Chris pushed Steves face into it as the guy flailed around his arms trying to grab out, he grabbed Tylers legs but Chris had him pinned into Tylers arse he was getting covered in his own moist seed. Chris yanked Steve back by the collar of his jacket and threw him to the floor pinning him down with the baseball bat, he removed some hinged cuffs from his jacket and quickly cuffed steve on the floor.

"Dean, throw me those shackles" Chris yelled, dean was however unsure of whether to intervene. Tyler was aware that Chris had the upper hand for the moment, but had no idea whether that was a good of a bad thing for him. Dean hesitated and steve rolled over, kicking with his booted feet, he caught Chris unawares and Chris topped to the floor, Steve even though cuffed was qucikly on his feet and was sticking the boot into Chris' ribs. "someone pass me the keys to these cuffs" he yelled at the other skins, they all however remained still, watching the spectacle in front of them. Chris moved across the floor and laid his hands on the discarded shackles and grabbing one cuff of them he swung the chain around steves boot as it extended towards him again, with a yank, steve was back on the floor again, this time on his back, Chris wasted no time in laying on top of steve face to face, pinning Steve to the Floor "It's about time you learnt a bit of respect mate!" Chris said as he spat in Steves face. Chris' boots pinning Steve down "fuck you" replied Steve.

"No I think you've done enough fucking mate!" and Chris pulled the leg cuffs off the floor and manacled Steves legs together, then he rolled Steve over and soon had him in a cuffed hogtie. standing over the hogtied Steve Chris shoved his boot under the skinheads dirty face 'SUBMIT FUCKKER!" Tyler was going nuts with curiosity "whtt tthh fcckk SS gwwnngg nnnn?" With everyone's attention on the fight, Tyler started exerting his muscles to pull at the restraints and see if he could break free.

Steve lay on the floor refuicing to open his mouth and Chris stood over him, waiting - it was like a mexican stand off, Chris knew it was dangerous, but he needed Steve to know that he was in charge, the dumb cunt would calm down eventually, but he still needed to know Chris could take him down. Steve would have to be let out at some stage, but Chris knew once he had got him to submit he would be easier to control next time. as the mexican standoff continued, Chris looked over to see Tyler had slipped his restraints, ignoring it he continued to stare at Steve, who evntually stuck his tongue out. "good boi" said Chris as Steve began slowly to lick Chris' boots. slowly at first and then with rigour as he realised he'd been topped by a better man. "Dean, pass me that buckle gag will you" Dean knowing that Chris had won fair and square now passed the thick leather butterfly buckle gag and Chris secured it around the back of Steves neck silencing the hogtied skinhead. Chris turned his attention back to Tyler.

"anyone else want a go with me first?" the other skins remained quiet, Chris walked up to Tyler and pulled his cock out and whispered into Tylers ear. "Don't rush it - one at a time!" Tyler twisted around, able to now see what was going on. He exhaled in relief as he saw Chris had the upper hand. As Chris turned back to him, he turned to face the Cross and put his hands back up to the restraints. Chris pushed his cock back in position and slowly pushed against Tylers hole ramming his cock deep into his arse, Chris still hadn't cum since he was released from chastity, he had been holding onto it for this moment, but fuck was he horny now. He was still kind of pissed that Steve had stolen this virgin arse but he knew Tyler was still tight enough to enjoy and what's better than fucking a cop in uniform.

Tyler clenched down on Chris cock and enjoyed the feel as he pushed inside of him. He groaned as Chris started to fuck him and rocked his hips back to help Chris inside him. Chris got deep and though he didn;t want to so quickly soon came inside Tylers arse. the explosion was massive, it just kept coming, Chris was exhausted, the fight earlier and Steves insurrection had worn him out. Tyler yelled incoherently as Chris unloaded inside him. He felt the fountain of cum and it seemed like Chris would never stop. He bore down trying to milk Chris dry.

Chris eventually pulled out, Tylers arse dripping down his legs, Chris stepped back. "next guy, Dean he's all yours!" Chris walked over to craig and the other skin, Skinboss looking at dean as he stepped forward to have a go on Tylers arse. Craig and the other skin prepping themselves for their turn whilst Steve still struggled defeated on the floor. Tyler grunted in shock as he realised he was going to be the fuck toy of everyone. As Dean slid into him, he groaned and partially slumped against the Cross. Dean fucked him hard as the other skins Craig and Gav approached ready to tag team Tyler's hole. Tyler continued to writhe and buck helplessly as he was fucked by one man after another. Cum was running out if arse and drenching his uniform trousers.

Chris watched on as the succession of skins unloaded into Tyler, he watched carefully trying to work out an order to get them under control, he would definitely need Tyler's help, and that guy would need some rest after this pounding. He'd ask Skinboss if he could keep Steve locked up for a bit. Skinboss wouldn't have a problem, Chris had beaten him fair and square. He thought maybe Dean could help him sort Steve out. Dean might not even need as rough treatment and might easily switch sides if Chris could convince him that he should. Skinboss was still going to be a tough nut to crack.

Skinboss walked up to Tyler and released him. As he stood behind him, Tyler's loose arse dropped the mixed semen over The boss' boots. Letting him drop to the floor, he took two steps back and said to Tyler, "you want into the gang? - crawl here and clean up the mess you've left on my boots" Tyler collapsed to the floor, his muscles in agony. He crawled slower towards Skinboss and looked up at him. He grunted at Skinboss trying to get him to remove the gagging head harness. Skinboss motioned for Craig to remove the headharness, he came over and unbuckled it, lifting it up he grabbed some of the spunk off it and shoved it into the bottom of the harness, smiling to himself he walked up behind Gavin and pulled it over his head Gavin and Craig strayed to fight, the other laughed as Tyler focused on cleaning skinboss's boots.

Tyler started licking, the disgusting mix both acrid and pungent. The mingled cum and arse juice coated his teeth and he wanted to spit it out. But he didn't. Instead he licked on until the boots were both pristine and shining again. "Good boi," said Skinboss, "now stand, pass me your chain leash". Tyler stood and handed the chain leash to Skinboss, then stood with his head bowed and his hands in the small of his back.

Taking the leash Tyler followed Skinboss to the back room, it was the concrete shower room. "Strip" Tyler did as ordered and was soon naked, except for the cockcuff. "Oh so that's why you've become a sub!" Said Skinboss. Tyler blushed, "who locked you?" He asked whilst pushing Tyler over to the wall facing it he put Tyler in the search position and walked back, waiting for Tyler's response. Tyler complied with being put in the search position despite the strain it put on his aching muscles. He knew that Chris would be in trouble if he told the truth.

"I did. I wanted to make sure that I would remain submissive & that I would not be rewarded by cumming"

"good lad" replied skinboss before releasing the fire hose over Tyler, aiming it at his body paying particular attention to his arse - after a few seconds he said - "turn round!" and dreched Tylers front, "here catch" Tyler was thrown a bar of soap and told to "lather up" the cold water made him shiver and his cock contracted deep inside the cockcuff, he pushed some soapy water up there trying to clean all of the sum and sweat off him. Tyler shivered and tried not to cry out as the freezing water drenched him. He fumbled the catch on the soap and his numb fingers then had trouble picking it up again. But he managed and lathering up, he managed to clean himself. Tyler was hosed down again by Skinboss and thrown a towel, - "Theres some new kit for you in the side room there" Said skinboss "dry yourself off and come back out into the main room when you're ready."

Tyler towelled himself down enjoying the way it felt against his hairless skin. He then headed next door to see what Skinboss had in mind for him. Tyler picked up the filthy pair of bleachers he was expected to wear. They had clearly been worn by someone else and were piss stained. He pulled them on, noting the arse zip. They were skintight over his muscles and went halfway down his calves,0. He pulled on a thick yellow pair of socks and then a pair of oxblood DM boots. A thick rubber belt secured the bleachers and then he pulled on a black ribbed tank top to complete his clothing.

Tyler saw some wax on the side and in the mirror adjusted the mohawk in the mirror, he was a real sub punk now. His cock tried to get hard in his very obvious cb which was clearly visible in the tight bleachers. Tyler headed out into the room, Calm had descended, Steve was not in the room anymore, Craig and gavin were mucking around with the headharness trying to get it on each other, and Chris was talking to dean quietly in the corner. "Glad you could join us Tyler" said skinboss. "lads come here and meet the new prospect of our gang." Tyler walked over and the other lads got up and came to greet him. "kneel and open your mouth tyler."

Having done so each of the skins walked over and spat in Tylers mouth. once he was done, Skinboss lifted up a used red jacket, and gave it to Tyler to put on, tyler stood and slid the jacket over his smooth arms and zipped it halfway up at the front. Tyler swallowed the spit like the submissive boi Skinboss wanted and then stood up. The shiny nylon jacket felt great over his hairless ams and he zipped it up halfway. Good lad, the boys all put their arms around him and Tyler felt part of a team. They had a big group hug, if only they knew the disturbances Chris had lined up for them