Adopted

Todd was reading through the personals column of Al G’s famous magazine, when he ran across the ad.   It read:  “ADOPTION  Have you been a bad boy?  Motherly woman will adopt you and train you to be a good little man.”  Then a post office box at Grand Central Station.  He was intrigued, and sat down at his word processor and composed a letter saying how bad he had been and how much he needed training and punishment.  He fully never expected to hear back, but about two weeks later came a reply from Mother McGee as she called herself. There was a fee of course, and instructions on how to make contact in a most circuitous manner.  A contact was made to a prepaid cell phone, and when the pleasant voiced woman was assured of Todd’s sincerity and lack of connection with the authorities a date was set, for his adoption.

The address was in a better section of Queens, Todd used the subway and got off at the indicated stop.  The apartment building was a four family, old, but very well maintained.  He rang the bell for apartment four; there was no name on the bell.  The same pleasant voice inquired if he was Todd, and when he said yes, the buzzed him in.

Whatever Todd was expecting Mother McGee was totally different.  A long time participant as a victim in the Manhattan underground S&M scene he was used to leather and Goth makeup.  Mother McGee looked sunny, warm and friendly, no body piecing wearing a light summer dress.  The one thing he did notice though was the dress was shear, and the woman had no undergarments what so ever.  Glancing down he could see the outline of her pubic hair; large nipples poked though the chest of this slightly overweight woman.  If you saw her in the Safeway you would assume she was shopping for her family.

“Well don’t just stand there Todd, come in and sit down.”  The woman led him into a friendly pleasantly decorated living room right out of a woman’s home magazine.  “Come sit  here on the couch, and I will get us a nice cup of coffee.”

The coffee must have been perked because she was back in a moment with two steaming cups.  “Now Todd, tell me what naughty things you have done so I can determine the correct punishment for you.”

Todd outlined all of his shortcomings; from masturbation to his bouts of S&M., and how ashamed he was of all the things he had done.

“Let me see you hand Todd.”  She smiled at him.

”My hand?” Puzzled Todd.

“Don’t question me you little fucking faggot.”  Mother McGee screamed into his face, and she threw the hot coffee into his face.  It hurt but it wasn’t hot enough to do any real damage.  “Oh I am sorry Todd dear, mommy lost her temper, you should do what mommy tells you without question.  Now put your head down here and nurse on mommy’s tit.”  She flipped out one of her large breast and pulled Todd’s head down and he complied and began to nurse.  She had a large nipple that got hard as he sucked.  “Now Todd let me see your hand.”

Todd quickly lifted a hand, which she carefully examined.  She measured his hand from the tip of the end of his social finger to the edge of his palm.  “You have tiny little hands for a man. If the rule of thumb is correct you don’t have a cock you have a little embarrassment. Oh my, this can’t be right.  Let me see your wee wee Todd.”

“Huh?”

A hand shot out and slapped him full in the face leaving the impression of all five fingers on his cheek, she then grabbed his ear lobe between thumb and forefinger twisting and pulling it painfully.  “You little snot, your going to pay for this, now show me your wee wee.”

Todd quickly unzipped his pants and produced his small organ.  Mother McGee carefully examine the three inch long member and the tiny balls below.  “Your wee wee is too small for you to play with, it would be better not to have anything than this miserable little thing, you’re hung like a field mouse.  Now I know what will help, get down there and lick your mommy’s pussy for her.”  Mother McGee spread her ample legs and directed Todd into her nether area.  He was having such a good time, this was even better than he expected.  She was warm and moist with a large cunt and large clitoris and she held his head in with her hands as she move up and down his tongue.  When she finally came, she squeezed so hard with her ample thighs, Todd couldn’t get his breath, after thirty seconds he began to panic from lack of air and was beginning to blackout before she released him.

It took her about five minutes to recover as Todd tried to get his oxygen level back to normal.  Finally she got up reached down and grabbed Todd’s lower lip twisting it painfully until he got to his feet.  “Todd you have to be punished for being such a bad boy and having such a small wee wee, into the punishment room.  You are going to get exactly what you deserve a good hard whipping.”  Since he didn’t want his lip torn off he followed Mother McGee into the room as directed.  She had converted one of the bedrooms in to a sound proof torture chamber, egg carton Styrofoam covered walls and ceiling, so he could scream his lungs out and no one would know.  “Take you clothes off and kneel down on the bench so I can punish you.”  Todd did as directed removing his clothes and getting on to his knees in front of the bench.  “Not that way, stick your ass up in the air you ninny.”  She commanded.

Checking through a stack of switches she selected one that suited her mood, and commenced to whip Todd’s ass until it was a bright cherry red.  His tiny weenie got as hard as it could with each stoke.  “Now lay down on the bench and spread you legs, I’m not done with you.”  Mother McGee started on the soles of his feet, he would be limping for a week, then worked his nipples over, then she went to work on his cock and balls till they were bruised and swollen.  She was covered in sweat and breathing hard from the exertion.  Once she caught her breath she strapped Todd to the table; top and bottom he could wiggle his toes but that was about it.

“Todd to be a really good boy mommy is going to make some modifications to you, your little wee wee is useless, and your balls are pathetic.  I am going to fix you for all time by removing them.  You will be a good boy forever after and won’t be doing nasty things. Now be good and don’t scream too loud.”

Todd though it was all a joke all part of the act, boy was he about to be surprised.  Mother McGee got a long metal tube about three eights of an inch in diameter, and rammed it down Todd’s cock.  “This is so you can pee once you wee wee is gone little Todd.”   He thought this was pretty good act, and even though it was painful he was able to keep from crying out.  He still thought it was good fun and games even as she wrapped a piece of heavy gauge copper wire around his little cock from the top to the bottom in a helical manner, with a very tight coil close to his body at the base of his tiny member.  Then she wheeled over an old toy train transformer, which he recognized from his childhood days.  She connected clips from the transformer to both ends of the copper wire and said:  “Say good by to you miserable little wee wee Toddy, you will be a better little boy for this.”  She then turned on the juice. Inching the power upward, the copper got warm, then hot, and finally with full power red-hot and his cocked was burned off his body and the room filled with the nauseating smell of burning flesh.

Todd screamed and screamed both from pain, shock and loss.  She had really done it she had burned his cock off his body.

With a pair of pliers she grabbed the copper wife and slid the burned cock off the metal tube.  “See Toddy honey, no bleeding just pain, you wee wee is gone, you will be a better little boy with it to distract you.”  She then began to fondle his scrotum.  “Now we will take care of these.  Now I know you will thank me later on, though it maybe a bit painrful now.  A good mother like I am can’t let her little boy run around without a cock, but still have his little ballsies pumping out testosterone and getting you all frustrated.  You might do something nasty like let little gay boys fuck your ass just so you could get off.  We can’t have that now I have something special for your castration Toddy it will be really painful, but that is what you want, you just go ahead and scream all you want while mother takes your balls away.”

Gulping back the pain from his burned penis Todd pleaded with Mother McGee not to take his balls.  “Oh god, don’t do that, please leave them alone, I promise I will be a good boy.”  Todd began to cry.

“Oh dear me son, your tears touch my heart, but it is all for the best, your balls must go, you have to be castrated.  Little boys like you that love pain find this the best punishment of all, now I am going to get a sandwich when I come back we will fix your little balls so you won’t care that you don’t have a cock.  In the mean time here is something to keep you occupied so you won’t get in to any more trouble.”  Mother McGee applied saline solution to Todd’s nipples, then the alligator clips and turned on a little D.C. current from the transformer she kept increasing the juice until she could see his muscles begin to jump.  “There you go Todd a half hour of electricity should make you see that behaving and doing as mommy tells you is the best thing for you, don’t go away.”

Todd’s body jumped and twitched as the current surged through his chest, sort of doing the supine version of the ‘funky chicken.’  Finally after an eternity and a half Mother McGee returned.  “Oh Todd did you have fun while mother was away.”  She removed the alligator clips, and his muscle continued to spasm for another five minutes.  “Lets get on with you modification and get you castrated Toddy.  Your just going to love your new life without that miserable little cock and this tiny little marbles you call balls, I know how gratefully you are going to be for my doing this.”

“I don’t want this.” Cried Todd, “This isn’t what you promised, I’m the customer, you can’t do this.”

“Oh but I can Todd, you climbed up here on this table and that is implied consent, no need to thank me Todd, I’m just doing what a good mother should to her naughty little boy taking away the things that make you naughty.  No lets get started and get those nasty balls off you dear.”  Mother McGee produced a fine wire already bent into a noose, she placed this around his scrotum and tightened it down by hand, then she threaded it through a pistol grip device.  “This is picture wire Todd, it will take you balls of nice and neat, and cause you all kinds of pain, now let me tighten it up a bit so you can see what you are in for.”

“Oh no pleeese don’t, I’ll do anything, give you money, be your slave just leave my balls.”

“Don’t be silly Todd I don’t need your money, this is just being a good mother and correcting you little problem, now hold still while I get this on you good and tight, it will take a few minutes for you balls to get numb, each time they do and you think the pain is as much as you can stand, I’ll find a way to increase it.”  She gripped the little device and squeezed increasing the tension until his scrotum was devoid of an blood circulation..  “While we are waiting for you balls to die, why don’t you eat mommy one more time, after today you won’t be that interested in pussy in more, might as well get one last taste.  With that little dick you had you sure couldn’t even fuck a house cat.”  Mother McGee lifted her dress and mounted Todd’s face.

Todd for his part pretended to be interested in the cunt that was cutting off air to him.  He worked his tongue and teeth around until he found the clitoris, then sucked it into his mouth and bit down as hard as he could.  Mother McGee let out a shriek of pain.  It took he a second to realize what had happened, she reached down with two fingers and shoved them up Todd’s nostrils and twisted  until his pain was great enough for him to release her clit.

Mother McGee quickly got down and examined herself to check for damage. “You ungrateful whelp, I feed you, nurse you, provide comfort for you and this is how you repay me.  If I had known you were going to turn out like this I would have drowned you at birth.  You think you have suffered now, just wait, you don’t know what pain is yet you little shit.”  She stormed out of the room, Todd couldn’t hear what was going on, for what seemed like an eternity then she came back into the room with an eight quart pan of boiling water.  “Hi Todd, surprise, this is a favorite of mothers everywhere to punish there little children, boiling water.”  She poured the water slowly over his body starting with his face and all the way down to the groin.  He was scaled a bright lobster red, he screamed and screamed, and she just smiled.  “You will be a good boy from now on won’t you Todd.  Not answering, well we will fix that.  See this?”  Holding up a bamboo flail. “It is a Japanese split bamboo flail, each time you are hit it bites a little bit of flesh off, get ready Todd.”  She started with his face and worked it until it was a swollen mass of cuts and bruises, then she went to work on his nipples until the were both gone.  “Well Todd I was going to castrate you a little painlessly but since you have been such a perfect little shit, this is going to be the best punishment yet.”

“Noooooo,” Todd tried to scream through bleeding lips, but his voice was gone by this time.

Using the flail Mother McGee worked his scrotum stroke after stroke, until the skin was gone and the gonads were exposed, this increased her determination she beat his gonads into hamburger, this took about a half hour.  When Todd would pass out, she would wait till he regained consciousness before going back to the beating.  When his balls were finally reduced to nothing more than a bloody mush she stopped.

“Todd dear you will be a good boy from now on.  Either that or I will find a way to make things more painful than today.”

These words penetrated Todd’s pain fogged brain, and what ever could be more painful than the last twelve hours he couldn’t begin to imagine.

“Let me finish your castration Todd.”  Mother McGee picked up the grip and tightened the wire until the mess that had been his scrotum fell off and he started to bleed from the wounds.  “Oh you nasty boy, you’re bleeding all over my table, I can’t have that.”  Mother McGee picked up a brazing torch from under the table, lit the flame, carefully adjusted the propane until it was a full blue, then cauterized Todd’s groin.

Todd now knew there were worst pains.

“I want you to keep you mouth closed Todd about today, so just as an example this will make sure you know what this means.”  Mother McGee took a needle and carpet thread and sewed Todd’s mouth closed.

He lay there moaning, and crying in unbelievable pain.  Mother McGee un-strapped him and made him dress as best he could.  She called a gypsy cab, one that kept no records, and helped Todd limp down to the ground floor.  She dumped him in the back of the cab, and gave the driver a $50 to drop Todd off at a faraway emergency room.

Back upstairs she went through his wallet, taking all the money and destroying the directions to her apartment which she had found in his clothing.  It was so nice to have children and realize with the proper corrective techniques and modifications they would behave themselves.