HECTOR, THE LEGIONARY ----- EIGHT

Are you going to keep your finger in there much longer, Corporal Carlos? I’m thinking you’re starting to like it, lad.... Héctor asked, bent over on himself, tied up naked, legs spread, with Carlos inspecting the inside of his anal cavity.

Don’t get smart with me, Héctor, don’t get smart with me.... because I can still put two fingers in you, and then maybe you’ll like it...... Carlos replied.

Cockiness for cockiness in that personal duel between alpha males incapable of bending the other to his will.

Come on, let’s take you to the stocks, just as stipulated, but first we’ll put the “regulars’ cilice” on you.....

The regulars’ cilice? I can already imagine some other faggoty nonsense from you lot, seeing how much you love posturing, Héctor said, and added: Can I straighten up now, or are you still staring at my little asshole?

Straighten up for a moment, although you’ll have to get back into position when we put the cilice on you.

A soldier handed him an esparto rope, quite rough, all covered in thick knots. Carlos took it in his hands and explained to Héctor: “this goes wrapped around your waist. The knots will dig into your skin. Then we’ll pass it down both sides of your package, shove it through the crack of your ass, and fasten it tightly behind you.”

Carlos continued: “As you can see, each knot is thick and rough and it’s going to punish your skin” “Although one of them might end up hiding in that asshole of yours you keep so tightly shut” “This knot in particular,” Carlos calculated, tying the rope around itself three times and forming a thick bulge about 15 centimeters long.

Bend over again, Corporal. He ordered harshly, and once Héctor adopted the required position he penetrated his ass with the three knots, keeping his little asshole fully dilated and penetrated at least 15 centimeters by the rough esparto.

Very good. Now I’ll place it along your crack, your groin, and your waist, tighten it hard, and we’ll walk toward the stocks, arrested corporal.

Move out!, he shouted as he gave a loud smack on Héctor’s ass, and Héctor, ass-fucked as he was, only muttered several insults and curses through clenched teeth.

Once at the stocks they untied his hands and made him crouch down and place them aligned with his head in the holes made in a wooden beam. After getting him into position they closed the stocks, leaving him immobilized and bent over, with his ass sticking up, completely exposed to everyone.

After this they chained both his legs wide open to both side rings set into the floor, and finally they passed a rope around his cock and balls, tying it taut to another ring located in the center of the platform.

Very good, Corporal Héctor. You are now in position according to the punishment imposed. Carlos said, smiling maliciously. And bringing his mouth close to Héctor�...