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Carmen and me
CHAPTER 3 I made it through the door to my apartment and crashed on the couch. It was about 7 AM and my roommate came out of the bedroom upset because I had woke him up. I apologized but it didn’t seem to have much effect. Brian calmly told me that he was moving out. I guess that he had it with my partying and such and I didn’t blame him because I knew that he was having a hard time living with me. I didn’t know what I would do for housing, though, because I was barely making it on my meager financial resources from home. I should have been on my own by now. I had quit my job at the Pizza restaurant when the Calculus course had demanded more and more of my time. Most of my time I now spent with Carmen except for this weekend. I started feeling bad about having been with another girl. The weekend wasn’t even over yet. Carmen was still foremost on my mind and I was wishing that I could be with her. I knew that unless I could find a cheaper place or another roommate that I would have to move into a dorm, pledge a fraternity or get a job. None of these options were particularly attractive to me. I decided those since it was going to be the long July 4th weekend followed by a two week mid-summer break that I would just drown my troubles and try to make the best of it for as long as I could. I knew that Carmen would be back on Tuesday and that maybe I could tell my troubles to her and with that brain of hers maybe she could come up with some plan that would solve all of my problems. The refrigerator held the liquid that would make my headache go away if I could drink it without puking. I chugged two bottles of beer and went back to bed. Mercifully, a sound sleep came over me and I slept the day away. When I finally awoke it was to a simultaneous pounding. My head was throbbing and someone was pounding at the door. I arose, pulled my pants on and staggered to the door. I noticed that it was evening. I had slept all day. I opened the door and there stood Carmen! I reached out to hug her. She was not responsive. Stepping back she looked me straight in the eye. “Danny, on the way home I stopped by to see one of my old friends who was several years ahead of me in High School” Carmen explained. “I don’t want to belabor this point but her door was unlocked and she was asleep on her living room sofa naked. We had a nice visit. When I got ready to leave I found your wallet on the floor and she told me all about meeting you before she knew that I knew you.” I instinctively reached for my back pocket. No wallet! Oh shit! “I…I.” was all that would come out of my mouth. “I heard Billie’s story now tell me yours. If you are serious about me and want to be with me I want you to think of something that will make me trust your sorry ass again. Just when I was getting ready to make you a permanent thing in my life you do this to me. Tell me one reason why I shouldn’t leave you for good” For some reason her words unnerved me. “Please, Carmen. I won’t ever do it again.” “Don’t shut me out of your life” was all that I could say. A knowing smirk came over Carmen’s face. “If you want me you will have to let me use your body like you used Billies’ body. Furthermore, you must do something to keep me from getting pregnant and I’m not talking about a vasectomy, either. I may want to have a child or two someday and if you prove worthy enough they could be yours. If you want me you must give me total control over your body because I can’t trust you. Promiscuous guys like you are the reason why women like me get HIV. Now, stay the hell out of my sight and call me tomorrow at 5 P.M. and let me know what you have decided to consent to my requirements. I’ll let you know then if you can see me again.” Carmen stormed out and jumped in the DeLorean and left smoking the tires and leaving black marks. Absolute terror filled me. What did Carmen mean by what she said as she turned and stormed out? Could it be that…no, it couldn’t. Billie was into that not Carmen. Yet they knew each other. Could there be a connection? Would I become a pictorial in Billie’s book if that was what Carmen wanted? How could I comply with her requests and what would they be? Is it possible for a male to get some sort of birth control short of…of, no, she couldn’t have possibly meant that, since she wanted a child some day. Still, we could make deposits in a sperm bank and then…oh God! I can’t really see Carmen at this point going in to get artificial insemination. What could her demands possibly mean for me? After a while I wondered how she knew everything. She sure was smart. She was so beautiful and I knew that she had wealth by the way that she dressed and by the car that she drove. I went to bed again and drifted off into a troubled sleep. Suddenly, I was in a large room and that Carmen was there too although I couldn’t see her face. I was completely naked and all of my body hair had been removed. Carmen had a leash connected to a large ring in the head of my penis. I couldn’t remember how it came to be there. She pulled me along by my penis ring as we walked through doorway after doorway, seemingly going on forever. At length we entered a large hall with no more doorways. As I followed Carmen down the hall I noticed that she had on a wedding dress with a veil and yet I was still naked. I had also become erect. I was embarrassed because I was the only naked one there. I could not hide my nudity from anyone, even the children that I saw. Carmen was leading me by a leash connected to the ring in my erect penis. I was so embarrassed. As I walked along being pulled by the ring in my hard penis I noticed that I could not move my hands. They were secured behind my head by restraints that were connected to a collar around my neck. The guests had formed a gauntlet for us to pass through. I felt so strange because everyone was dressed in their finest clothes, the men and boys in tuxedos and the girls and women in fine formal attire. It was terrible. To top it all off it seemed that my erection was getting harder and harder. It ached it was so hard. At length we came to an altar. I was made to kneel while everyone else was standing. The one waiting for us appeared to be a minister, but something about him was different. He was fat around the middle and had soft features and no facial hair. It started. “We are gathered here today to celebrate this mans’ ultimate sacrifice for this woman,” he began. “Before he makes it he will now pay her homage with his mouth.” Suddenly everyone was on me. Hands groped me and I was forced to lean back. The only thing that kept me from toppling over backwards was the people’s hands that restrained me. The bridesmaids pulled back Carmen’s wedding gown and she must have has a 12” penis dripping pre-cum and a set of balls that hung about a third of the way down her beautiful legs in their large hairy scrotum. The whole set looked like it belonged to an elephant! More hands were suddenly all over my nude body. I tried to resist but someone had also installed some sort of contraption in my mouth that held it wide open and I couldn’t close it. As they all held me leaned backwards still on my knees and off balance Carmen came over and forced her dick into my mouth. Everyone cheered. Carmen started thrusting herself into my open mouth. I felt my erection wag in the air with each of her thrusts. I had never sucked a penis before but I didn’t mind since it belonged to Carmen. So there she was, her veil still hiding her face, ramming her erect member into my mouth with reckless abandon. After what seemed forever I heard her moaning from behind her veil. She started coming in my mouth and it tasted like sour milk but it was still cum. I almost choked from the sheer volume. I swallowed and swallowed but it still ran out of the corners of my forming a puddle on each side of me. At length Carmen spent herself and the bridesmaids again helped her straighten up her long white gown. I felt hands lift me up and a table was pushed under me. I was strapped to the cold varnished wood with my hands tied to the table legs. At the same time my legs were being stretched toward the ceiling with leather straps attached to some ropes. Above me I could see the ropes seemed to continue on forever going toward an arched dome that formed the roof of the room that appeared to be at least two hundred feet above us. It looked like a cathedral but as I looked to the stained glass windows all I could see was various depictions of castration scenes. I shuddered. I looked back to my feet and on up to the ropes attached to the cuffs around my ankles. I still could not see where the ropes were attached. It was if they vanished into the air going toward the ceiling. “Danny, do you still want Carmen knowing that you will serve her the rest of your life as you have here before us?” asked the man at the altar. Suddenly a gag was forced into my mouth before I could respond but I still nodded affirmative. “Of course you do,” the fat man chuckled, “Carmen, give Danny his rings.” Someone stuffed a dry gag into my mouth. Carmen was coming at me with a large thing that looked like great big bolt cutters but that had a silver ring in the end of it that looked like it belonged in a bull’s nose. One of the bridesmaids grabbed my right nipple and pulled it out from my chest. My nipple seemed as if it was made of rubber and stretched out about six inches form my chest. It stung like hell! Carmen put the device under my nipple and brought the handles together with a lot of force. White-hot pain shot through my chest as she forced the ring together inside the flesh of my chest. Those in attendance roared with laughter at my pain. Carmen and the bridesmaid changed sides. I screamed into my gag as the same thing was done to my left nipple. The bridesmaids started stripping off their gowns and the all had lovely bodies with beautiful shaved snatches. I still could not see their faces, as they did not remove their veils. Two of the four positioned themselves between my wide spread legs. I was humiliated at them being there. The other two stood on each side of me and started to vigorously masturbate as the two between my legs each grabbed one of my testicles and pulled so hard I thought that my scrotum would split. A little boy dressed as a ring bearer came up with a large curved knife on a red velvet pillow. He grinned a toothless grin with his wrinkled face that looked like it belonged to an octogenarian. I raised my head up to look just as he took the curved knife and separated my balls and scrotum from my body. At that moment the naked bridesmaids on each side of me came with large moans and their bodies shuddering as the thrust out their prominent hairless mounds. The pain was terrible and I felt like I had been shot between the legs with a gun. The two women between my legs each had a ball and each promptly inserted one of my balls into their vaginas. The little old man – boy with the small cherub hands that looked like the belonged to a five year old inserted my scrotum into his pocket and walked away again carrying the knife on the pillow chuckling.
I had been castrated before a crowd but the ceremony still wasn’t over. As I looked up now the man behind the altar was no longer clothed but standing there completely naked and he had absolutely no genitalia. The altar was gone also. He looked at Carmen and said, “Finish him.” He turned to me and said, “Time to give her your ring.” I shook my head no but all to no avail. Carmen came over to me and stuck her middle finger and her ring finger of her right hand into my penis ring. The naked neutered man produced a knife and as Carmen Pulled my erection up I felt her other hand working up and down my length. I tried to hold back but it was no use. As the four naked bridesmaids looked on through their veils I came and the nullified man cut my penis off at the base. It was now on a ring for Carmen to wear. When I looked up Carmen was gone and Billie was standing there wearing my penis on her hand with two fingers through my penis ring. The bridesmaids had all removed their veils and they all still had beautiful naked female bodies but men’s faces and scruffy beards and mustaches. They were all laughing at me. I sat bolt upright in bed. I was clammy with a cold sweat. I had an acrid taste in my mouth. It was probably from the bed covers that were stuffed into my mouth. My nipples were red and ached where somebody (me?) had been pinching and pulling them while I slept. I whipped back the covers and my penis and balls were still in tact for now. I wondered for how long as I got up on shaky legs and went to the kitchen for some water… To be continued…
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