Crime and Punishment

A boy is convicted of rape and murder.

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CRIME & PUNISHMENT


13 year old Marty sat naked on the bed in his 8 by 14 foot cell, 
his arms hugging his legs to his chest and his face barried in his 
knees. In only a few hours it would be midnight; he would be 14 
years old, and he would be put to death. 

Marty thought back to his last day in court, just a few short 
months ago. The judge ordered him to stand and told him that he had 
been found guilty of the crimes of rape and murder. Because of his 
age, he could not be put to death right away, so the Judge ordered 
Marty to be castrated and then spend his days in solitary 
confinement until his fourteenth birthday, when he would be hanged. 
Marty's mother had fainted and his father looked like he was going 
to cry. Marty himself had collapsed to his knees in tears.

Marty felt more tears escape and wet his knees as he thought about 
his castration the day after his last day in court. The guards came 
into his small cell and woke him up. Marty was already naked. The 
guards put hand cuffs on his wrists but let him leave his arms in 
front of him. They then put leg cuffs around his ankles and 
attached a short chain from his leg cuffs to his hand cuffs. The 
four guards then marched Marty down hall after hall, until they 
came to a room that look like a cross between a gym shower and a 
doctors office exam room. The guards unchained him and told him to 
sit on the exam table. Marty went and sat down and did his best not 
to look scared.

A few minuets later, a older man dressed in a doctors lab coat 
walked into the room and took a small chair and sat down next to 
the table close to Marty. The doctor was a nice man, and he talked 
openly to Marty. He told him how he was sorry but that he must 
remove his balls, and he told Marty each step he would be doing to 
castrate the boy. The guards and the doctor were pretty impressed 
at how well Marty was able to keep himself from breaking down and 
crying. They had all seen older and tougher men break down in 
tears. After the doctor was done talking to Marty, he stood up and 
patted Marty on his leg just above his knee and told him to go take 
a hot shower to get himself clean and to help his balls relax and 
loosen. 

Marty went to the shower and turned it on. He set the hot water to 
as hot as he could stand it. He used the noise of the shower and 
the water hitting his face to finally let go. As he washed his 
lean, teenage body with the bar of soap, he cried. By the time he 
had scrubbed himself from head to toe and fully rinsed himself, he 
had cried his last tear. Marty dried himself and then walked back 
up to the doctor. The doctor asked Marty to lie down on his back 
onto the exam table. Marty laid down and the guards came up to him 
and started to tie him down to the table with thick leather straps.

 Marty was soon fully secured to the table, and he could only move 
his head. One of the guards cranked a hand crank, and soon Marty 
was in a seated position. He saw that his legs were slightly bent 
at his knees and spread very far apart. His butt was right at the 
end of the table and his cock and balls were hanging freely. The 
Doctor came up to Marty with some shaving cream and a safety razor 
and used them to shave the very few hairs Marty had around his 
crotch. When the doctor was done shaving him, he used a piece of 
medical tape to tape Marty's penis up out of the way of his balls. 
The doctor took a syringe off of the medical supply tray he had 
next to him and proceded to inject all around Marty's scrotum. His 
ball bag soon felt numb and the doctor picked up his scalpel.

The doctor  made an incistion down the center of Marty's scrotum. 
Marty felt a little bit of the cutting, but it was mostly numb and 
he had felt worse pain when he skinned his knee last year, so he 
did not cry out in pain. The doctor finished his cut and put down 
his scalpel. He then picked up some forceps and inserted them into 
the opening he had made in Marty's scrotum. Marty kind of felt the 
instrument inside his scrotum, searching around. When the doctor 
felt he had a tight grip on the cord, he pulled it out of the 
opening. With skilled hands he then used stitches to stitch closed 
the cord as close to the body as he could. He then took the scalpel 
and cut the cord just below the stitch line. Marty watched the top 
part of the cord get sucked back into his body like when he slurped 
down an extra long piece of spaghetti. The forceps still held the 
bottom half of the cord and the doctor used that to pull, and soon 
Marty saw his right nut pop out of the opening in his scrotum. The 
doctor dropped Marty's nut into a medical pan. The doctor then 
searched inside again with his forceps until he found the left cord 
and pulled it out. Again he pulled out the cord and stitched it up 
and cut it. The cord also got sucked back into Marty's body. The 
doctor pulled out the left ball and dropped it into the medical pan 
with the right one. He then stitched closed Marty's scrotum, and 
placed a bandage on it. The guards unhooked Marty and half walked, 
half carried Marty back to his cell. 

Every day the guards took Marty back to the doctors office so the 
doctor could look at his wound and to change the bandage. Marty 
found this pretty funny. He thought to himself, "oh we don't want 
him to get sick from an infection and die. We still need to hang 
him." 

After a week the doctor removed the stitches from Marty's scrotum 
and then asked Marty to masturbate. Marty turned a bright red in 
color from embarrassment.  He took hold of his cock and started to 
play with it to try and make himself hard. It took a while, but 
Marty finally got a kind of soft, hard on. His right hand stroked 
up and down his dick. While he masturbated, his dick kept getting 
soft, but the doctor told him to keep going until he had a orgasm. 
Marty closed his eyes and dreamed a sexy dream as he pumped his 
cock. It took a long time, but he was finally able to have a weak 
orgasm. He shot a few light strands of a cloudy fluid. 

The doctor scooped up some of Marty's fluid and put it in a test 
tube to be sent off to the lab. The doctor had Marty take a shower 
and then after he was dry, the guards took him back to his cell.

Thinking back to his castration three months ago, Marty looked down 
and felt his empty ball bag with his hand. Over the past few 
mouths, he had tried to jerk off, but soon lost the urge to get 
even a soft hard on, and soon after that, he lost the urge to even 
want to jerk off. 

During his stay in prison, the guards let Marty go outside every 
day for an hour and he was able to take a shower every other day. 
The guards also weighed Marty once a week and kept careful track of 
his body weight. The time passed slowly. Marty became friends with 
the guards, and since Marty was such a good boy, the guards all 
pitched in and bought Marty a small TV for his cell. 

One week before Marty's birthday, he was moved to the death cell. 
The back wall was a large metal door that  opened up to the upper 
level of the gallows chamber. Two hours before midnight, the guards 
brought Marty his final meal, and Marty shocked himself and the 
guards by eating everything on his tray, and even asking for 
seconds. 

After eating, Marty used the toilet and sink so he would be a bit 
clean and empty. At ten minuets to midnight the guards came back 
into Marty's cell. The guards had him stand at attention and Marty 
could see the sad looks on the guards' faces. The guards took hold 
of Marty's arms and put his hands, palm to palm, behind his back. 
They then used a thick leather belt around his wrists to secure his 
arms together. It was the first time in this prisons history that 
the belt had been pulled all the way to the last hole to get a snug 
fit. Each guard stood on one side of Marty and took hold of his 
upper arms. 

Right at Midnight, the wall started to roll apart. The sound of the 
doors pulling apart sounded like death screaming in Marty's ear. 
When the doors were fully open, Marty felt a small pressure on his 
upper arms, signaling him to begin his final walk into the chamber. 
Marty took a deep breath and started his walk.

 The guards walked Marty into the chamber. The only people he saw 
inside were the warden and the hangman. Marty saw the rope with 
it's noose hanging above a trap door in the floor. The guards 
carefully positioned Marty on the center of the trap door. One of 
the guards told Marty to put his feet tightly together. With some 
twisting and turning the guards soon had Marty right in the center 
of the crack in the trap door. Marty hoped he did not look to 
weird. One of the guards bent down and used another leather belt to 
secure Marty's ankles together. The guards stood back and the 
hangman came up to Marty and pulled a hood over his head. Then the 
hangman pulled the drawstring on the back of the hood until it was 
tight, but not to tight. Marty started to hyperventilate as he felt 
the hangman place the noose over his head and around his neck. The 
hangman cinched up the knot so it was snug agenst Marty's neck, 
just below his left ear. Marty tilted his head to the right in a 
attempt to relieve the pressure of the noose at the point were his 
jaw and neck met. his heavy breathing was causing the hood over his 
mouth to get sucked in and out of his mouth.

Marty started to cry as he heard the hangman start to walk over to 
the lever in the floor that would open up the trap door. Marty knew 
he was only a few seconds away from death. He heard a loud CLUNK 
sound, and felt the floor fall away. Marty let out his last breath 
in a scream as he fell into the lower gallows chamber. He was dead 
on the drop. The guards, hangman, and warden all saw the rope go 
tight and then give a few light twitches as Mary's body twitched 
for a few seconds. The doctor who had castrated Marty, pronounced 
Marty dead at two minutes past midnight.

That morning, Marty's parents came and picked up their son's body 
for the funeral. At the funeral, all of Marty's friends and 
relatives showed up. It was the largest funeral the small town had 
ever seen.


EPILOG:

A few months later after Marty's hanging, there was another rape 
and murder. New evidence proved Marty was telling the truth in 
court and he was innocent.


THE END