The Master had Darkie and Blondie bring the two young men to the place where they had fucked and tormented Elias earlier. They were made to stand in the middle of the room facing each other. With Darkie standing behind Andrew and Blondie behind Elias, they slowly pushed the two boys together until their bodies were touching. I watched as their two beautiful and semi-erect cocks stood side by side, their balls mingling together. Then, the two guards took the culprits arms and raised them half way up. As they made the boys wrap their arms around each other, I fervently recorded in my book every detail about how their sweat covered bodies merged together in an awkward embrace.
Both boys were about the same height. The toned muscles in their well-tanned arms and legs, made it obvious that they were hard workers in the fields. Like Elias, Andrew had a magnificent ass, firm and hairless. I watched in delight as beads of sweat rolled down his back and into his crack. Both young men had thin trails of hair leading down from their belly buttons to their cocks. They were extremely handsome with features that made them look much younger than their 18 or 19 years. I watched their sweat-covered bellies rub together as they squirmed in fear.
If I had time alone with the culprits, I would attempt to find out what they had done on the mainland to warrant being brought to the island plantation for punishment. But, for now, all I could do was record their session in my book. In all my time working with the master, I had never known him to punish two young men at the same time. This would require me to be very attentive. I continued writing in my book.
The Master nodded and the guards proceeded to tie each of their wrists so that they were bound together, forced to face each other in a precarious hug. Then, their legs were also bound together so that they had to struggle to remain upright. Darkie and Blondie went to retrieve their whips, both choosing floggers with many strands. As the guards circled their prey, I marveled at the predicament they had placed the two young culprits in. Not only would they have to endure the pain of their own beating, but they would have to suffer intimately the agony of the other.
After making an assessment of the situation, the two guards stopped circling. Darkie stood behind Andrew and Blondie took his place behind Elias. They both raised their arms at the same time and brought the whips high over their heads. I was prepared for the first strike when the Master called out.
"Wait!" He said, just before the whipping was to begin.
Darkie and Blondie looked over at the Master, confused.
"I want them to be whipped separately, giving each of them the distinct experience of feeling the other's torment... up close."
Darkie and Blondie grinned. Then, Darkie lowered his whip, leaving Blondie alone with his arm raised.
"Oh God." Elias whimpered.
"I am so sorry," Andrew whispered into Elias' ear.
Their voices, still sounding youthful and innocent, echoed in my thoughts as my heart ached for the young man about to be whipped, yet again, in my presence. Time seemed to stand still as Blondie stepped back to survey his culprit's backside. Elias' young ass twitched in anticipation.
Finally, the Master spoke. "Young Andrew, your friend is about to be punished. Pay very close attention to the pain in his eyes. Listen very carefully to his cries of agony. For everything that happens to him will eventually happen to you."
