"Lets go, lets go," Ali one of the Persian boys whispered in the dark. He wanted Peter and I to follow him. It was late at night and Ali together with his partner Fayrouz were sneaking out of the room. We didn't know where they were going but we joined them anyway. They wanted us to go with them out of the compound and we did.
"What is it?" Peter asked Ali while we were crawling out of the room but he didn't answer. I also kept silent not wanting my voice to be recognized by the rest of the boys who were asleep. I knew that some might wake up if they heard us. I was very curious as to where Ali was taking us but I didn't object and we went along to find out.
Ali and Fayrouz were one of the boys whom Peter and I formed our first friendship with. Ali was a Persian from Tabaristan and Fayrouz was an Arab from Ahwaz. They were paired together so that Ali could teach Fayrouz some Persian. I thought that our friendship was good enough to last for a long time unfortunately it didn't after this incident.
We climbed down the wall and ran into the fields. After we were half way between the school compound and the main house of the estate Ali explained, "you know that Turan is always going out at night. I followed him a couple of times and found out he goes to the barn. I thought I would follow him inside tonight to see what he is up to but I needed someone to go with me."
Ali didn't like Turan much and sometimes they had arguments which ended in minor scuffles between them. Ali was almost the same age as Turan and he didn't like being bullied around. Their fightings were always quickly broken up by the rest of the boys whenever they happen. They were also fortunate that their disagreements weren't serious enough to be addressed by chief Daii Mustafa or any of our instructors.
We reached the barn, all four of us, and we slowly climbed to the second level to take a closer look at what Turan was doing. I can still describe the image I saw in full detail in the barn that night. Turan was sitting with a woman right on the stacks of hay in the middle of the barn. By the looks of her face and her body she seemed to have been a few years older than him. She was a fully grown woman with perfectly shaped breasts. She was laying on her back and Turan was sitting next to her with his hands buried inside her dress.
He lifted her skirt up and his hands started caressing between her legs until he reached her entrance. He opened her legs wide and he brought his head closer. She immediately grabbed his hair and pulled him to her entrance. They must have done this a couple of times before because neither of them hesitated.
"Oh yes Turan oh yes," the girl moaned out his name, "lick me there please," she continued. Turan increased his paste and she responded by wiggling her body to the rhythm of his speed. After a few minutes she exploded in his face. I saw her juices cover his face until a few drops of liquid were dripping from his thin beard.
That was the first time I had seen a sexual encounter being performed right in front of me. I wasn't a naive boy. I had seen animals pro-curate and I knew what sex was supposed to be like. I had heard moans of pleasure from women but I had not seen the actual sexual act before that night. I was mesmerized and so were the rest of my friends. We all continued to watch Turan and the woman do their love making right in the barn.
Turan started to take his clothes of. The woman watched him until he finished. Then he helped her out of her dress until they were both laying naked together. She pushed him on the pile of hay and sat between his legs. His cock was already in full mast and so were our own. She grabbed his cock and put it in her mouth. She didn't have to suck for long until he shot his cum into her mouth. His semen was so much that it flowed out of her mouth and covered her chest. She swallowed what little there was in her mouth and rubbed what ever was on her all over her breasts. They sat for a few minutes in silent and we remained frozen in our places waiting to see what was coming next.
After a few minutes she started playing with his cock once again and it immediately sprang back to life. She laid back on her back and Turan climbed on top of her and inserted his dick in her entrance. He started to slowly push his cock in and out of her and she reacted to his rhythm. After a few minutes of this back and fro they gradually increased the pace.
"Oh God. Faster Turan faster," she moaned out load, "I want you to fuck me harder," she added and he obliged. She must have felt him coming inside of her because her legs entwined him and she shouted, "oh God keep going don't stop. Oh yes I am also coming," and she did.
The next few minutes were engulfed with silence. We could only hear the panting of the two lovers while their breathing gradually returned back to normal. Throughout the act we must also have forgotten our own breathing until it was over. Suddenly something in the barn moved and the two lovers looked over and saw four pairs of eye watching them. Turan immediately stood up wanting to spring at us but the woman grabbed his hand laughing, preventing him from doing so while we scrambled to run out of the building towards the school compound.
After this incident Turan never spoke to us for days. He couldn't look us in the eyes and frankly nor could we. He tried to avoid bumping into any of us and we kept as far away from him as we could. We never spoke of this to anyone not even between ourselves until that terrible day when the Daii Mustafa announced that we were to gathered outside in the square the next day to hear the master's speech.
That night we kept hearing the screams of a man and a woman echoing all over the school grounds. No one could sleep. Turan was no where to be seen. We also heard the sound of a whip striking flesh followed by shouts of agony and begging for mercy from both the man and the woman. What had those two retched individuals done to deserve all that punishment? We all asked ourselves that question. And we learnt the answer the next day.
Just after dawn we all assembled outside in the large square waiting for the master to emerge. Such gatherings were so few so something important was bound to happen. Everyone was present. No one was allowed to skip this event and I don't think anyone dared or wanted to.
"I have summoned you here to witness the fate of those who disobey my orders," master Badr began.
A few seconds later four guards came out of one of the rooms holding Turan and a woman between them. The two could barely walk. I didn't know the woman's name but she was Turan's lady friend, the one we saw in the barn a few weeks ago. They were both naked and covered with blood which seeped from their open wounds as a result of whip lashes on their backs. Everyone knew then whose screams we heard the night before but no one dared to speak or even breath from the shock of this sight. The guards were almost lifting the two poor individuals of the ground and they threw them in the middle of the square in front of the master.
"Those two fuckers have dared to disobey me. They had sex with one another behind my back," the master's voice echoed all around.
"Do you know why they deserved this punishment?" The master explained, "it is not that they fucked one another. No. It is because they fucked before I gave them my permission to do so."
"I told you I do not tolerate insolence," he further said, "these two have been warned but they didn't listen."
Suddenly the four guards grabbed hold of Turan's hands and feet and fixed him securely on the ground. He was thrashing and shouting but they didn't listen. One of the instructors approached Turan and knelt next to him. He held his cock and balls in his hand and brought a round sharp knife and sliced Turan's cock with one chop. Then he put a white sheet of cloth on the wound to cover it up to stop the bleeding. Turan passed out from shock but his body kept shivering and twitching uncontrollably.
We were all shocked at what we just witnessed. Some of the women watching screamed out in fear. But Turan's lady friend screamed in terror. She didn't know what to expect. If that was the fate of Turan what would the master do to her next? Every one waited to find out.
"Get him out of my sight," The master shouted at the guards who lifted Turan up and carried him back to the room. The instructor who did the incarceration followed Turan and the guards leaving behind his sliced dick on ground.
Master Badr picked up Turan's bloodied cock with his two fingers and said, "this also belongs to me and I say what you can do with it," he yelled out.
He approached Turan's lover who was sprawled on the ground screaming and shouting for mercy. He bent down and said, "if you like his cock so much why don't you keep it in your mouth," and he shoved the shrunk up piece of meat in her mouth until she gaged out and vomited it out in front of him.
"Take this piece of shit away," the master pointed at the woman who was lifted up and dragged away to another room in the building complex.
"Your souls as well as your bodies belong to me now. You can not run away or escape my punishment. I will find you where ever you go," the master shouted, "we have so much to do and I don't want to waste my time with fuckers like these. So who ever doesn't want to obey my orders can just leave right now."
I didn't know what to think or feel. My emotions had been severed from my soul. I was lost between my loyalty to the master and my fear for this man. I almost wanted to step forward and announce that I wanted to leave this place. But I couldn't. Where would I go? I was only eleven years old then. This was the only place I knew. This was the only place I felt secure. Maybe not anymore. Besides I wouldn't last out there for more than a week. So I stayed.
But four individuals stepped out and said they wanted to leave. We were surprised that the first was one of the instructors in Badr's school. Then two young boys followed suit. One was even from our own group. Finally an old woman stepped out and they all walked forward to the middle of the square in front of the master. The instructor said, "master. Can we take your permission to leave here?"
The master just nodded his head and pointed out to some of the guards assembled at one corner of the square. The four were escorted by the guards to another room in order to collect their clothes and be on their way. That is what we original thought. But we were so wrong.
The assembly was disbanded and we went to our rooms. No one slept that night. Not from the scene we had witnessed but from Turan's screaming and shouting all night. Incarceration was a known practice in the empire but seeing one performed in front of you for the first time was upsetting. I eventually grew to witness many terrible acts some even worse than what we saw but I was just a kid then and I couldn't sleep like many of my friends that night.
The next day the school woke up to yet another shocking sight. We all saw the four persons who wanted to leave the school hanging right out side the the compound gate. Their bodies were left to rote for all to see. A few days later Turan also died of his wound and from that day onward no one dared to ask the master's permission to leave. We were committed to his cause and we just had to wait and see what he was planning to do with us.