desertpaladin
Supernova
- Joined
- May 31, 2009
Lance grinned a bit as he sat in his treehouse with his fellows. Well that was what he called them however the truth of it all was that he was a rather wick individual. A man who was known to abuse women and he had been about to be sent to jail for abusing his ex wife however he had run and hidden, changed his name. However after that time he had been rather pissed and he decided to meet, or make, others who were like him. During that thinking time he ended up as a counciler for a boys summer camp, something he hated as a child since his parents sent him to it every summer. During his time there he met boys who were like him in many ways. They hated the rules that were given them and all they wanted was to just have fun, even if it ment hurting themselves or others. So the cunning Lance came up with a plan, over the course of two weeks he brainwashed the kids, making them into a secret club and eventually he convinced them to run away, and since then things have been great. They ran so far and so deep into the forest that no one would find them, hell they had been there for a month and everything was set up for their stay.
Lance had planned ahaid and made sure to plot the spot for their setup, a bunch of trees that were very close together, he had managed to craft them all together, with the help of the boys, into a large tree fort. Hell this thing was practically a house for it had a room for each of the boys and himself and a common meeting place in the center. It was here he had been crafting the boys into fine young men having them learn to hunt and gather and engaging them in friendly competition however those days were coming to a close, his young companions were very close to being men but only one last thing was needed. The 30 year old man grinned as he slammed his foot on the ground to gather the attention of the five 13 year old boys who consisted of his crew. Lawrence himself was 26, their superior, their leader, he had say on what they do and he took supreme power over everything. He was a tall guy standing over 6 feet tall in height and was built rather well. He wore no shirt at the moment showing off the impressive tan that he and the boys had been getting from roughing it so much. Meanwhile his jean pants were ripped at the bottom, going down only to mid calf now as he wore no shoes just like the rest of them. Shoes were for girls, one of his favorite mottos. "Now men, I have a gift for you" he said as he sat on a large box that had a large cloth over it "you men have done well... but not it is time to really make you men." he said as he jumped off the box and he pulled off the cloth to reveal a cage underneith it with a beautiful woman, stripped of everything laying inside "I have gone to town, and I have brought us back a plaything... this shall be your final lessons to being men... how to really treat a woman" he said.
Now the boys themselves were all rather confused, Jack being the oldest, the only one of them who was 14 rose his hand and Lance pointed to him, almost like the treehouse was now a classroom "but Sir... you said no girls would ever come" But Lance only grinned "now you see that is where you are wrong, this is not a girl but a woman... this is what a man truely desires... tell me men by looking at her now do you feel a little funny?" they all nodded "Good, then it must be true that you all are true men" he said with a grin. Now the boys themselves were all very simmular in looks. Each had rather well built bodies for their ages but all were just around 5 feet tall. Jack who was 14 stood at 5'4" and had short black hair and green eyes. Mark who was 13 stood at just 5'2" and had short brown hair and blue eyes. Then there was Hank and Drake who both stood at 5' and were both brunettes though Hank had brown eyes and Drake had green. And then there was the youngest who was also 13 though he only turned it just a week or two ago as he was 4'10" and had short blonde hair and blue eyes.
All of them were dressed in only pants, real men having no need for shirts. They all looked at the woman and Lance grinned "I will show you how to really treat them, and soon each one of you will have a bitch to call your own" he said as he kicked the cage "now wake up you stupid bitch" he yelled as he glared at her.
Lance had planned ahaid and made sure to plot the spot for their setup, a bunch of trees that were very close together, he had managed to craft them all together, with the help of the boys, into a large tree fort. Hell this thing was practically a house for it had a room for each of the boys and himself and a common meeting place in the center. It was here he had been crafting the boys into fine young men having them learn to hunt and gather and engaging them in friendly competition however those days were coming to a close, his young companions were very close to being men but only one last thing was needed. The 30 year old man grinned as he slammed his foot on the ground to gather the attention of the five 13 year old boys who consisted of his crew. Lawrence himself was 26, their superior, their leader, he had say on what they do and he took supreme power over everything. He was a tall guy standing over 6 feet tall in height and was built rather well. He wore no shirt at the moment showing off the impressive tan that he and the boys had been getting from roughing it so much. Meanwhile his jean pants were ripped at the bottom, going down only to mid calf now as he wore no shoes just like the rest of them. Shoes were for girls, one of his favorite mottos. "Now men, I have a gift for you" he said as he sat on a large box that had a large cloth over it "you men have done well... but not it is time to really make you men." he said as he jumped off the box and he pulled off the cloth to reveal a cage underneith it with a beautiful woman, stripped of everything laying inside "I have gone to town, and I have brought us back a plaything... this shall be your final lessons to being men... how to really treat a woman" he said.
Now the boys themselves were all rather confused, Jack being the oldest, the only one of them who was 14 rose his hand and Lance pointed to him, almost like the treehouse was now a classroom "but Sir... you said no girls would ever come" But Lance only grinned "now you see that is where you are wrong, this is not a girl but a woman... this is what a man truely desires... tell me men by looking at her now do you feel a little funny?" they all nodded "Good, then it must be true that you all are true men" he said with a grin. Now the boys themselves were all very simmular in looks. Each had rather well built bodies for their ages but all were just around 5 feet tall. Jack who was 14 stood at 5'4" and had short black hair and green eyes. Mark who was 13 stood at just 5'2" and had short brown hair and blue eyes. Then there was Hank and Drake who both stood at 5' and were both brunettes though Hank had brown eyes and Drake had green. And then there was the youngest who was also 13 though he only turned it just a week or two ago as he was 4'10" and had short blonde hair and blue eyes.
All of them were dressed in only pants, real men having no need for shirts. They all looked at the woman and Lance grinned "I will show you how to really treat them, and soon each one of you will have a bitch to call your own" he said as he kicked the cage "now wake up you stupid bitch" he yelled as he glared at her.