Welcome to the Redrum Transitional School for Young Men
#1 of Old Redrum Series
Welcome to the Redrum Transitional School for Young Men By: Berserkerb
WARNING: This story contains scenes of death and rape between male individuals. If this disturbs you at all, please do not read further. Thank you, and enjoy the story.
"Welcome to the Redrum Transitional School for young men," said the sophisticated looking feline. "I do hope your time here will bring the utmost rewards, and change your life for the better."
Colin Potter nodded meekly to tall bobcat. The feline's grin, though seemingly kind, had a dark twist that curled from his lips. Colin, a young canine of eighteen, had been sent to the school because he, like many of the students here at Redrum, had gone through school with low grades and was certainly doomed to fail. He had been held back a year in high school, but his grades still remained dangerously low. Colin was a mix of Rough and Border collie, but his British mother abandoned him and his father, and soon after, Colin's father succumbed to cancer, leaving the poor mutt to travel from foster home to foster home all his life. Without a stable home to provide love and support, Colin eventually found himself sent to Redrum Transitional School, in hopes that the institution could straighten the young canine out before it was too late.
"I think we'll finally be able to straighten you out, young Colin." The bobcat wrapped an arm around Colin's neck. "We get all kinds here, from drug dealers to car thieves, from pickpockets to the simply rundown and suicidal. Yes..." he said as he ruffled Colin's dark patch of hair, "We here at Redrum are dedicated to making sure you get on the right path to becoming a productive member of society. We have never had a single student fail here - not a single one."
Colin noted there was something odd about the way he said that second 'single.' "Thank you Sir. I promise I'll study hard." Colin tried to grin as wide as the older bobcat, but failed miserably.
"That's good Colin. That's what we want to hear. And please, call me Mr. Job.
His smile grew wider - if that were possible, and he chuckled, "I am your principal, not a prison warden."
Colin weakly chuckled along. Mr. Job had been leading the young collie through part of the campus, towards the dorms. He showed the new student to his room.
"Number 69," Mr. Job pronounced as they stepped up to the door. He handed Colin a key, and unlocked the door with a second key. The room was hardly big, with only a small, single window on one side of the room. On opposite ends of the room were two beds, which stood near the ceiling on two small pillars, and both were bolted to the wall. The space underneath was for the students computers, and two computers had already been furnished for the students convenience.
Spying the second bed, Colin asked "Do I have a roommate, Mr. Job?"
The bobcat hesitated, but then responded. "You were to have one, but unfortunately he was suspended indefinitely two days ago." He gave the boy a pat on the back. "So you get the room to yourself for a few days, at least until we find a new roommate for you."
Colin was not complaining. He loved the idea of having a room to himself for a while. It would give him some time for... privacy.
"Well, your stuff should be delivered later today. Why not make yourself comfortable for a while. Lunch is at 11:30 sharp, so be there on time, or no lunch for you."
Colin laughed at that remark, but Mr. Job was not joining in on the merriment. He stifled his laughter and nodded. "Yes Sir, Mr. Job." His principal gave a nod, and closed the door as he left. Colin waited, holding his breath as he listened to the sound of the principal's footsteps growing softer. Once the coast was clear, Colin hopped onto his computer and went straight to the internet. He mentally crossed his fingers as he tapped the keys at full speed. With a quick tap of the 'enter' key, Colin sent the domain name through, and he prayed it would come back. A few moments of agonizing waiting and claw biting, and... success! Colin licked his lips and placed a paw to his groin. "Hot gay porn, here I come!" he shouted while clicking the link to watch a video of two muscular bulls fucking in a crowded gym. He glanced at the clock, 10:06, plenty of time to work off a quick one and explore a bit of the campus before he headed for lunch.
* * * * *
As Colin sauntered through the halls of the campus, he had to admit the whole place seemed nice. Everything looked new and up-to-date. It seemed like a really modern school, with architecture that looked no more than a few years old, to wi-fi hotspots in just about every corner of the campus. It lifted the young collie's spirits. Maybe this place could help him; maybe he did have a future, maybe he - WHAM! He crashed headlong into another student just as they were both coming around a corner, and Colin felt on his butt.
"Ouch! Hey, watch where the hell you are going!"
Colin looked up from his seating position and got a rather good look into the larger student's bulging crotch. He hesitated to look up, but a few quick knocks on his head changed that. He stared up into the snarling face of a rather rough looking wolf with black fur. Beside him was a rowdy looking, and rather tall, horse whose fur was a brownish-red. Both men spotted rather impressive looking packages between their legs, which were made more apparent by the fact that they were both wearing tight gym shorts.
"I-I'm sorry about that," Colin apologized as he stood. "I was just admiring the... the view."
The equine stood right next to Colin, pressing his rather impressive sac into the dog's belly. "Listen you little dip-shit, you better watch where you are going, or else me and my mate here will have to fuck you up. You got me?"
Colin wanted to answer, "You can fuck me anytime," but he held back. "I read you loud and clear."
The black furred wolf pressed in between them. "Hey wait a minute Lest... I think this guy's a newbie here."
The horse, Lest, looked down at Colin curiously. "Is that true? Are you new here?"
Colin quickly responded "Yes," but wished he had not.
Lest grinned widely. "Well James, it seems we have some fresh meat to play with." The wolf beside him grinned and nodded wildly.
Colin gave a loud gulp, and slowly started to inch back. "I think I'd better get going. Don't want to be late for lunch... and stuff." He turned and made a break for it, unfortunately, Lest was too quick, and Colin found himself being bear-hugged by the tall equine.
"Let's fuck his brains out!" James proclaimed with utmost excitement. "I wanna hear him gag on my cock."
"I like the idea, honey," Lest said sweetly to his wolf mate. "I bet this guy's ass is tight as a drum. I bet I'll get a good fuck out of him."
Colin could not believe what he was hearing. His first day and already he had made two enemies who were going to rape him senseless. He pictured being tied up, with the horse's thick shaft pressed between his ass cheeks, ramming into him like a machine. He licked his lips while he imagined the wolf's thick member sliding in and out of his maw, coating his throat with hot, sticky pre-cum.
"Hey look Lest, I think the doggy wants us to fuck him." The wolf was quick to point out the rising tent in Colin's pants.
"You're right. This guy's a slut; a dirty, perverted bitch-boy." With each word pronounced, Colin's shaft grew larger and larger inside his pants. "Let's get this bitch to our room before he explodes in his pants." They hurried back to the dorms, Lest carrying Colin over his shoulder like a piece of meat.
Back at Lest and James's room, the young men made quick work to bind Colin's paws behind his back, and use a rod with straps to separate his legs. Colin's pink shaft was hard, and already dripping wet from the anticipation.
James ran a couple of fingers along the collie's throbbing shaft. "Wow, this slut really wants to get his ass plowed." He licked his wet fingers, and obviously enjoyed the taste. "Should we use any lube on him?"
Lest pushed the wolf aside and began to massage Colin's unprotected hole with a strong finger. "Hmm, I think this one deserves to get raped without lube." Colin turned to look at him with fear in his eyes. "Ha ha! What's the matter slut, you thought I'd make this easy on you?" The horse pulled down his shorts to reveal a long, black, throbbing cock.
Colin had always heard horses were big, but damn if that thing didn't look like a third arm. "W-Wait, maybe we could talk about this." He was starting to have second thoughts as he imagined that thick shaft penetrating him without any lubrication.
The horse gave Colin a hard slap on the ass. "Too late for that, doggie. You are our bitch now." The equine straddled the young collie, holding onto the dog's sides for support, and using his height for leverage. He eased his thick shaft into the dog's butt cheeks, and pressed the tip right into Colin's pucker. Colin let out a loud whine as tight hole resisted the dry invasion. He opened to his muzzle to scream, but James clamped a paw over it to quiet him.
"No no, little slut. You don't scream yet," the wolf mocked sadistically.
Colin wanted to fight back, but before he could struggle his maw free, he felt a sharp pain rush through his body. Lest had decided to thrust in hard, and several inches of thick, dry horse meat entered the canine's anus. The horse pulled back, and sent his massive cock in again, pounding hard, but slowly into the helpless canine's insides. The friction from each thrust sent waves of pain through Colin's spine. His ass burned and stung as it spread to fit the thick shaft, taking on more than it ever had before. Tears spilled down his cheeks, soaking his fur, but still his cock remained rock hard.
James finally made his move, and quickly slipped his short's strap underneath his big balls using his free paw. His pink shaft, nice and hard, and already dripping from the excitement, pointed right into Colin's face. The black furred wolf let go Colin's muzzle just as Lest gave another powerful thrust with his hips. Colin had half a second to scream before James thrust his meaty lupine cock into the collie's maw. The warm, wet pre-cum tasted good on Colin's tongue, and he immediately sucked on the shaft out of habit. The smell of the wolf's musk hit his nostrils hard, causing Colin to shudder - or that might have been because Lest had begun to fuck him even harder now.
James murred, and with his tongue hanging out of his muzzle, looked down at Colin. "Suck my cock good, you sluty, whore bitch. Or else I'll rip your throat out once we're done with you."
Lest added, "And we'll be sure to cut your cock off first, just so you can die like a true bitch." His grip tightened on Colin's sides, he leaned over the dog and began to buck and hump him like an animal in heat. The horse's pleasurable moans filled the room, and spilled out into the hall.
Colin's ass was beginning to bleed from the rough fucking, but still his cock spilled out hot, sticky pre. He slurped and sucked on James's dick, trying not to gag as the wolf started bucking his hips, face-fucking the collie while his roommate ass-fucked him. He could only cry and whimper, the pain and humiliation was so great - much farther than he had wanted to go.
Lest cried out as he humped faster, "Oh yes! Fuck yeah, you tight whore! Take my horse cock, all of it! Fuuuuuck!" On the last word, he finally came into Colin's abused ass. He continued thrusting, getting the globs and globs of warm, steamy seed stuck deep into the canine's rectum. He leaned over Colin while his mate continued to rape the new student's face.
Colin's entire ass felt full. He had several inches of horse cock lodged in, coupled with several quarts of horse seed. The taste of the wolf's pre-cum, which drizzled all over his maw as the wolf continued face-fucking him with the fervor of a young sociopath, was the only thing that made the experience enjoyable. Soon, Colin felt the rush of the young lupine's seed as it gushed into his battered maw.
James threatened with his razor sharp claws. "Swallow it, bitch, or I'll kill you here and now." Colin quickly gulped at the sticky cum, swallowing it down as best he could - considering the circumstances. When James finally pulled out, his cock was shiny, with just a dab of cum remaining.
Colin sighed in relief. Though his ass stung and burned like hell, and his jaw felt like it might fall off any minute, he at least had survived the experience. He thought just that, until he was pulled back fiercely, and a cool, sharp blade pressed up against his flesh.
Lest, the tall equine, smiled down at him with dark, devilish eyes. "Dead dogs tell no tales," he chuckled. Colin shut his eyes, ready to feel the blade slice through his neck. His life flashed before his eyes, and he his biggest regret was that he would die a miserable failure.
Suddenly, the door crashed open, and two large men tackled the wolf and horse away from Colin. He opened his eyes and saw Mr. Job, the principal, standing in the doorway. The bobcat's face was stern, hiding behind it a fit of rage and wrath that could have scared even the devil himself. Colin looked around. James had been cuffed, and shoved against the wall by a very muscular looking Komodo dragon. Lest had also been cuffed and pushed against the wall, by a ram, who was quite muscular, but nothing like the Komodo dragon.
Mr. Job stepped into the room, and casually picked up the discarded blade. He went over to Lest, but did not look at the horse - his eyes fixated on the blade. "James and Lest... Such promise you two had. You were both bright, you both performed excellently in sports, and you even helped keep our newcomers in line." He gave a quick glance to Colin before returning is attention to the blade. "However, you made one fatal mistake: You got sloppy."
James shouted, "What the fuck are you talking about!? There's no rule that says we can't kill other students!"
Mr. Job kept his gaze on the blade. He twirled it around his fingers. "Yes, this is true. However, I said before, you were sloppy. You left several blood stains inside my halls, there are cum stains in just about every building, and we've had to cut down three boys from the football posts in the last two weeks." He finally took his eyes away from the blade and stared with fiery rage at Lest. "Do you know how much money it takes to clean all this shit up? You two have disobeyed the rules for the last time." He directed the two teachers. "Mr. Hirohito, Coach Ram, please escort these two boys to the gallows room."
There was a furious cry from both boys, and they struggled to gain freedom from their teachers' grasps. However their fighting was fruitless, and both of them were forced out of the dorm room, kicking and screaming.
Colin had been trying to take in everything that was said. His mind could not connect it all. He did not even notice Mr. Job unbinding his wrists, or removing the rod from between his legs.
"You are alright now, Colin. They will be dealt with properly for their actions."
Mr. Job's words finally brought Colin back to reality. He was walking - they were walking, and a towel had been draped over Colin's shoulders. He stared up at his principal, whose firm face remained fixed ahead. He opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out.
"You are confused about why I'm not punishing them for raping you, or trying to kill you, right?" Colin nodded in response. "You missed orientation, so it's no wonder you are confused, and probably scared right now."
"S-Sir! Isn't killing wrong and against the law?" Colin asked, shouting though he did not mean to.
Mr. Job chuckled out of amusement. "Right and wrong are relative, my dear boy. And as for against the law..." his eyes seemed to sparkle for a moment, "the law is easily changeable if one has the right money, and power."
Colin did not like where this was going. How could people get away with murder - with rape? He wanted to leave this school, as soon as he could.
Sensing his tension, Mr. Job placed a paw around the young canine's shoulders. "Let me remind you that it would be a bad idea trying leave here without permission, Mr. Potter. You are about to witness what happens to those who break the rules here at Redum. I do hope it is an eye opener for you."
Before Colin could ask what he meant, he found himself being pushed through a nearby doorway. The room was well lit, with large fluorescent lights buzzing above. It was large; almost the size of a small gym, but the entire room was filled with row upon row of metal and wooden platforms. Each platform varied in size, but all of them had at least one tress of rope, tied with a noose at the end. On a platform to their left, a couple of teachers, different from the ones Colin had seen earlier, were getting James and Lest into place.
"Come now Colin," Mr. Job said while directing the collie to a front row position, "Watch and enjoy the deaths of the two who would have done similar to you. I need to fill out some paperwork, but I leave you in Couch Ram's capable hands."
Just then, Colin felt a pair of warm, strong hands hold him. One hand caressed his chest, and the other massaged his groin. "Don't worry son, you are safe now. I won't let anyone hurt you." Colin looked up at the ram, whose expression was that of fatherly love. Colin's shaft was beginning to harden once again, as the tender hands and gentle fingers eased his suffering away. "I bet you didn't get a chance to cum yet," he whispered into Colin's ear. "Let me help you release, while you enjoy the show in front of you."
Colin just sort of nodded while he gazed wearily up at the platform. James and Lest both had been stripped completely naked. Their arms were cuffed behind their backs, and their ankles had been bound together as well. They glowered down at colin, but their angry expression turned to fear once the teachers placed the nooses around their necks. Colin watched as the ropes were tightened, and both teachers stepped away from the doomed students. He was not sure what was more arousing, the feeling of an older man's hands caressing his tender meat, or the fact that he was just about to watch two fellow classmates - two living, thinking beings, about to be hanged to death. He waited as the both teachers took their positions to the side of the platform, and gazed curiously as they both pressed a red button on either side of the platform. There was a small buzz, and the platforms beneath Lest and James slid away. The boys dropped a couple of feet, the ropes jerked tight, and their execution had begun.
Their sudden fall had made Colin jump, but Coach Ram held him firmly, and calmly. "Shhh, don't worry honey, it's just two young men getting hanged. Watch, look at them dance as they fight to breath. It's rather... breathtaking."
As he spoke, Colin could feel a rush of energy surge through his loins. James and Lest were indeed dancing in mid-air. They shook around as they dangled in the air, their eyes bulging. Their only sounds were unintelligible gargles, and their chests heaved for some hope of catching a breath of air. Colin watched as their faces began to take a blue color, and the site made his own breathing grow faster. Coach Ram's hands rubbed and pumped at his throbbing cock, the canine could feel his body growing closer to release. It was then, he noticed that both James and Lest also sported boners. His eyes grew wide; he could hardly believe the site. The last moments in life, their fruitless struggle with death, it all was turning them on. He watched as James gave a several quick jerks, his throat grasping for the last gulp of air... and then he came. His seed leaked out from his cock, not spraying, but dripping like a little waterfall. He gave a final gurgle, and fell limp. Lest was soon to follow, but as the horse released his final gush of seed, he continued to dance in the air. His cum splattered all over the ground, just barely missing Colin by inches. Lest's body jerked, his lungs gave in, and at least, he too succumbed to the sweet embrace of death.
Watching their lives being snuffed out pushed Colin over the edge. He howled as he came, the rushing torrent of hot, sticky seed sprayed several feet from him. Coach Ram made it all the better by giving the shaft a powerful squeeze while it released. Colin fell limp, but Coach Ram scooped him up quickly and nuzzled the young collie's muzzle.
"There now, the bad boys are gone. Let's get you back to your room, and clean you up." He carried Colin out of the room.
Colin's last image before he passed out was that of a wolf and a horse, hanging by their necks, dead.
* * * * *
Later that day, as Colin had slept for some odd hours, Mr. Job decided to pay a visit to Colin's room.
"Good evening Mr. Colin. I trust you are all rested up, and are ready to join your fellow students for dinner soon."
Colin nodded, though gulped nervously. "Sir, are there others like them?"
"Of course there are. We here at Redrum strive for survival of the fittest. If you wish to survive in the real world, you have to learn to be tough, and take what you want."
Colin rubbed his neck; the thought of the noose had been haunting him in his dreams. "I don't want to die."
Mr. Job rubbed his furry chin. "Well my boy, I suggest you find a good group of friends, and fast. Surviving here is much safer in a group, after all." He threw something onto Colin's bed, and left without a goodbye.
Colin looked down at the object. It was the blade Lest was going to use to kill him with. Colin took the metal blade in his paws, and stared at it, fixated by the power in such a simple object.
"I don't need friends," he said to only himself. He gazed upon the blade as Mr. Job had been. Inside, he could feel a desire building inside of him. "I need victims."
The End