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Round one was over, and the three hot Phillies rolled off of Matt but they let their guard up for just a split second. The Phillies trio was surprised at the sudden entrance of several guys, none of whom they recognized at first. Three of Matt's D-back friends immobilized Rolen, while two other hardballing hunks had an easy time with Burrell. At the same time Matt gave Travis a chop to the throat and followed it with a direct hit on Lee's groin. "Get those two out of here and do as you please with them. I'm going to teach Travis a lesson he won't forget," said Matt. As his buddies removed the Phillies duo and took them to separate rooms, Matt again pounded Travis in the nuts that rendered him helpless. He cuffed the boy's hands behind his back, hoisted him onto his shoulder wrestler style, and carried him off to the workout room he had made specially for his new house. Matt stood Travis up against the wall and began to pound him with his fists, first softening up his midsection, then doing a number on his chiseled chest and then a few slaps to each side of his handsome face. Weakened by the pummeling, Travis did not put up a fight when Matt undid the cuffs, and locked his wrists and ankles to four clamps that were attached to the wall. This left the cock-yanker spread-eagled against the wall and totally defenseless. "Matt, what are you going to do?" sobbed Travis. "Shut up, you pudwhacker. I am going to teach you a lesson for trying to use me as your sex toy!" Matt shouted back. “Travis, you are a pretty hot guy, but letting your buddies try to have their way with me, well, you have to pay for that. You hear that?" Coming from another room, Travis could hear the voices of Rolen and Burrell, begging for the guys to stop. "I can't take it.....don't shove anything else up me......please not again!" could be heard as screams coming from down the hall. "Your Phillies fuck buddies are getting their butts plugged, but that is just a walk in the woods compared to what I'm going to do to you, you Phillies fucker." Matt said, enraged. Matt then put on a pair of lightweight batting gloves that had some metal around the knuckles. He again started pounding Lee's magnificent body and when his abs, stomach and sides were red and raw from the beating, he turned his attention to Travis's meaty chest. He pounded Lee's pecs till they were bruised and red. Each grunt, groan and moan from the pain inflicted only made Matt hit him harder. Travis knew if he yelled out, Matt would only keep up this punishment longer. Matt then gave the handsome hunk’s face a few blows, and it wasn’t long before the Aztec angel face was beginning to look more like ground beef. “Sorry about this Travis, no hard feelings I hope, but I just can’t have you thinking you can do stuff like this to me. It must be hard on you right now, being in Philly and having Burrell the hot young stud there….and you just an afterthought.” As Travis passed in and out of consciousness, Matt attached two metal clips that pierced right through Lee's swollen nipples, that were then connected by a chain. Matt then hung a 10-pound weight from the chain. Matt strapped a ball separator to Lee's huge balls and hung an even heavier weight onto that and immediately his scrotum was being stretched. Weakened, but now awake, Travis cried and begged Matt to stop this punishment. Matt simply said, "Why, Trav boy, I haven't even begun to punish you." Matt removed the gloves and threw a bucket of salt water onto the beaten boy. It served two purposes; 1, to clean some of the blood and sweat off of the hunk's body; and 2, to add a little sting to his open wounds. As Travis squirmed and moved about he quickly learned that all that movement made the weights hanging from his nipples and balls to move also and that made pain that was almost more than he could stand. "No more, Matt, please no more, I'll do anything." pleaded Lee. "Quit blabbering, I know you'll do anything I want, but you're still going to pay." Matt then picked up a baseball bat and said to Travis, "Ya know, being a pitcher, I hardly ever get a bat in my hands." Matt then swung, first from the left, then from the right and caught Travis just below the ribs on each side. The sudden impact caused weights to fly and screams to come from Lee's mouth. "Look Lee boy, the more you scream, the longer I do this....get the idea?" As he moved up and down each side of Lee's ribcage, pounding Lee with the bat, he made sure not to break, but just bruise a few ribs.....Lee had learned his lesson and did not utter a sound. Matt then removed the weights from both his chest and his balls and told Travis that the minute he did not obey him, the weights would be back on, only heavier. He left the nipple clamps, chain and ball separator on however. Weakened from the beating administered by Matt, Lee almost collapsed on the floor when Matt undid the clamps that had held him against the wall. Matt grabbed the chain attached to the nipple clip and tugged on it and Lee followed Matt over to a padded bench. Matt told him to get on all fours and bend over the bench so that his stomach could rest on the padding. Travis did not see the small whip and paddle Matt had gotten out of a drawer, but he certainly felt the leather as it cut into his shoulders and upper back. Matt whipped Travis until his back was red but didn't draw blood. Before Travis could take a breath, Matt started in on his butt with the wooden paddle. Whack! Whack! and he kept it up until the beautiful muscle butt of T. Lee was as red as his upper back. "Tell me Trav, honey, who is your daddy?" asked Matt. "I told you, Scott and Pat make me call them Daddy," was his response. "Wrong answer T-boy" Matt then grabbed the chain that was attached to the nipple clamps and pulled it. It caused Lee to turn and Matt told him to get on his back on the bench and to lift his legs, grab behind hid knees and pull them up toward his chest. Matt took a 14 inch dildo that was about 3 inches in diameter at its widest point. He loosened Travis's easy ass with his fingers and then began with the tool. He started by shoving it in about three inches, then four, then five and in no time Travis was taking the entire length. He moaned and groaned, and Matt took this that he was enjoying the whole thing. "Can't have you liking this Le. By the way who is your Daddy?" "Scott and Pat told me that I always have to answer their names." "You stupid, fucking slow learner Travis!" Matt took an even larger dildo, this one was about 18 inches long, 4 inches at the widest point and had different size nubs that would act like little spikes all over it. Matt plunged this tool in about 4 inches at the outset and increased the insert by about two inches with each shove. Lee could only scream as the prongs were torturing his ass with every move in and out. As Matt shoved the entire length one last time, and then pulled it quickly out of T's ravaged ass, he again asked Travis, "Who is your Daddy?" "God, Matt, you are. You are and will always be my Daddy." "Now Travis, just one last thing, so that you never forget that." As Lee lay exhausted on the bench, Matt yanked on the chain attached to his nipples and pulled his torso up and got in his face. "I'm going to have to smash one of your nuts, with the promise of doing the other one, if you ever try a trick like you pulled tonight. Got it?" Matt shoved Travis back down and grabbed his balls that were still in the ball separator. Will monster man Matt make mush of Travis Lee? Read part 3: The End