Janet Returns

By Palemale

[Castration]

His girl friend asks another woman to finish castrating him. She gets to whip him first.

Three years earlier Pam and her best friend were having lunch at an expensive Washington D.C. restaurant. During a lull in the conversation Pam had taken out her digital camera and shared photos with her girlfriend. As Janet clicked through the pictures she came to some she found particularly interesting. She laughed as she saw picture after picture of an erect penis with a large ring passing into a piercing at the base of the glans and circling out through the end of the urethra. Janet had never seen such a thing. Looking more closely she could identify Pam’s initials tattooed at the base of the penis. The conversation became livelier as Janet asked question after question and Pam was happy to share. Pam asked for her camera back and Janet pulled back saying, “let me see what else you’ve got on here”. After several photos of Pam’s house, Janet found pictures of a man’s backside. Looking closely she could black and blue marks, even some long welts. “What’s this?” she asked

Initially Pam was reluctant to talk. After much prodding from Janet, Pam explained that she would whip her boyfriend from time to time. She did it because he asked her to do it, it was never her idea. He was kinky and seemed to get a huge amount of pleasure out of it.

Janet immediately asked, “would he let me whip him? I’ve always harbored a fantasy about doing something like that.”

Pam was not totally surprised, she had known Janet since college and always felt she had a little bit of kink in her.

Pam arranged everything, Janet flew in to visit, got to whip Pam’s boyfriend and flew out the next morning. It wasn’t until after she left that Pam discovered one of her boyfriend’s balls missing. Pam had been outraged and was never going to see Janet again. Overtime she softened her stance.

That was three years ago. Now Pam was having a new problem with her boy friend. He was constantly badgering her for sex. When she gave in, it would go on forever because he had difficulty reaching a climax. She would say and do all sorts of things to get him to come before she was too sore to walk. Sex was no longer enjoyable for her. Eventually, the only thing that made him ejaculate was to say, “looks like I should have Janet return and finish the job”.

The idea of being brutally whipped and then have Janet cut open his ball sack to harvest his remaining testicle was unbelievably exciting to him. It was his favorite fantasy. The first time Pam had threatened him with it she meant it to be cruel. His ejaculation just exploded. She didn’t understand why the idea of castration was such a powerful fantasy for him but now it was becoming an attractive solution to her problem. Maybe it was time to have him fixed. Sure he still wanted to have sex, but he had trouble staying hard and it took him forever to come. Janet might want to help put him out to pasture. Completely castrated he would stop all this nonsense. His birthday was coming up, it would be a good time to make the change. She called Janet.

Janet was thrilled with the idea. She wanted to take both balls the last time. She left one because he was Pam’s special friend. She would fly in for his birthday. Just how much did Pam want taken off? Just the remaining ball, could she take the whole sack, what about his penis? Could she whip him first?

Pam didn’t have any quick answers. “I’ll get back to you on that,” she said, “definitely the remaining testicle and whip him? Oh, sure why not. Let me think about the other stuff.”

The closer it got to his birthday the more she was looking forward to the relief it would bring to her. It seemed that the more difficulty he had performing, the more he wanted to have sex. She couldn’t wait for him to be castrated. She needed to do something now.

Exactly one month before his birthday she announced that he was going to get something special for his birthday. She wanted him to be very excited for it. She brought out a steel chastity device and proceeded to put it on him. First the metal cock ring, then she removed the captive bead ring from his Prince Albert piercing and forced his penis into the metal cage. She finished by inserting the heavy gauge metal spike through the device, into his pierced penis and out the end of his urethra. As she locked it in place she said, “your birthday is going to be so special, you will never forget it.” She liked the way he looked in his metal cage. She especially liked the thick metal pin that held him so securely and protruded through the end of his penis.

He found the stainless steel chastity device to be heavy and a bit uncomfortable. He was going to experience sexual denial until his birthday. She promised that after his birthday he could have sex with her as often as he wished. His cock started to grow. Immediate discomfort resulted. She told him to get used to it. It was thirty days until his birthday. He would never put his penis inside of her again.

Free of his sexual demands, Pam was much happier. He became better behaved. She enjoyed sleeping and snuggling with him again. When she wanted sexual attention, he no longer hurried as he pleasured her with his mouth. Pam began to think that it might not be necessary to castrate him, caging his sex might be sufficient, until she saw the small puddles of his fluids. Despite being caged, he would excrete large amounts whenever he was excited. He was going to be fixed once and for all.

One night he wanted to know what was going to happen for his birthday. Would he get a birthday spanking? She told him it would be a “whipping”. When he asked if it would leave marks, she had him roll on to his stomach so she could see the scars Janet had left the last time she beat him. Pam ran his hands over the raised scars and said, “you’ll have many more of these after you birthday whipping”. He loved hearing things like that and his cock tried to stiffen but was restrained.

He knew that Pam wouldn’t hit him hard enough to leave scars, she wasn’t a sadist. Her friend Janet had left most of those scars, she was a sadist and had enjoyed beating him and doing that other thing to him. He loved to think about it and he hated it at the same time. He wished his birthday was here, he really needed a whipping.

A few days before his birthday Janet called Pam to set the final details.

“Well, what did you decide?” Janet asked.

“About what?” Asked Pam.

“I get to whip him, right?” Said Janet.

“Absolutely, and you are definitely taking the other testicle, I want him castrated this time”, said Pam.

“I do want to take his ball sack though”, said Janet.

“That’s fine, I think he will look better without it, he won’t have anything to put in it anyway,” Pam laughed. Going on she said, “But you have to do a very neat job when you sew him up after you cut it off.”

“If your concerned about my sewing skills, take a look at the scar from the last time I cut his scrotum open. I think you’ll find my work is satisfactory.” Argued Janet.

They continued the discussion about his castration as though it was a haircut.

“What about his penis, can I take that off too?” Janet wanted to know.

“Let’s leave that on for now, if it doesn’t shrink enough you can take it off later.” Was Pam’s reply.

Janet was coming in a day early and would stay at a hotel downtown to avoid being seen before the ‘birthday party’. The night of his castration, Pam would first secure him in position for a whipping, then call Janet’s cell phone to let her know it was OK to come in. Pam was going to leave, she did not want to hear his screams when he was castrated.

The day finally arrived. Promptly at seven Pam led her naked boyfriend to the ‘dungeon’ he made for just this kind of thing. Silently she stretched him out and secured his feet and hands, carefully checking them over a second time to make sure he could not escape. She did not gag or blindfold him. Once she was finished, she picked up her cell phone and made a call.

“Hi, it’s me, he’s already.” She said and then paused to listen.

“No, he doesn’t know yet, I’m going to tell him before I leave,” Pam answered to a question he could not hear.

Finally Pam said, “you have a good time tonight, one of you should, the door is unlocked and I’ll see you in the morning.” With that she ended the call and turned to him.

She placed a box in front of him. Standing on it, she kissed him, then holding his remaining testicle she started the speech she had prepared.

She began, “I want you to know I love you and I want to continue our relationship, but there are going to be some changes made to you tonight and Janet will be here shortly to make them.”

At the mention of Janet’s name his cock began to engorge. She couldn’t mean that Janet would actually be there, but the idea excited him.

Pam continued, “ I’ve given her permission to whip you and make a few other modifications. I expect you to be respectful to her and understand I asked her to be here.”

He began to realize she might actually mean that Janet was coming. Fear began to grow inside of him. What had she done? This was suppose to be his fantasy night, it was his birthday, what was she thinking?

“You can’t be serious, do you have any idea what she would do to me?” He said.

She put her finger on his lips to quite him, “I know exactly what she is going to do to you. I asked her to do it.”

His fear changed to terror. “Pam, please, can’t we talk about this”, he pleaded.

“I have told you for years to stop insisting on sex all the time. You must be a sex-addict. I’ve given this a lot of thought and that’s the end of it.” Said Pam.

He started to cry, tears ran down his face. She reached out to wipe them away and tried to comfort him.

“I know this is going to hurt, I can’t imagine any man would want to have his balls cut off. But I’ve thought about it, Janet is waiting to do it and you are just going to have to accept it.”

“Pam, please, no,” he continued to sob.

“I can’t put up with your kinky requests anymore either. That’s why your chained up right now, you love this stuff. I don’t. I love you and want this to be special, so try to get into it. Janet is going to castrate you either way.”

He continued to cry and began to thrash about. He screamed at her.

Calmly she walked to the door, stopping for moment, she said, “I’m leaving now, I’m staying downtown at a hotel tonight. We will both be much happier after Janet fixes you. I hope you get into it and enjoy tonight.” With that she left thinking that the next time she saw him, he would be a freshly made eunuch. She kind of liked that word. That was how she would think of him from now on. She had her own eunuch.

He continued to cry and thrash as she walked up the stairs, then it was quiet. He tried to regain control of himself. He had to think. He needed to escape, he had to free himself before Janet got there. He pulled and tested each restraint. He had installed the bolts in the floor and ceiling so he could not get to them. It made the bondage real and added to the excitement. Now he regretted having done such a good job. The leather restraints locked on his wrists and ankles were professionally made. He had bought them on-line from a company in Los Angeles. Once they were tightened, buckled, and locked, only a key would release them. The keys sat safely on a table over twenty feet away. He was fucked. There was no way to escape. When Janet arrived she would find him stretched in the shape of an X and unable to do anything about it.

He didn’t have long to wait until he heard sounds above him, the door to the basement opening and the click of boots on the stairs.

When Janet walked in he turned white with fear. She was as beautiful as ever, her makeup gave her an exotic look. She said nothing as she walked toward him. Her hands went to his scrotum and searched for the remaining testicle. He heard her say, “there it is” as she moved it around in its sack. She stepped back and let her coat fall to the floor. High heels, black g-string and a black choker around her neck were the only cloths she wore. He gasped in awe. Her body was magnificent.

“Did Pam tell you what I’m going to do to you?” She asked.

He stood silently afraid to answer.

“Your dear girl friend called me here to castrate you, she wants you to be a eunuch for the rest of your life.” She explained. “I’m not just taking the other ball, but your little ball sack is coming off too.”

She paced back and forth as she spoke.

“Oh, and I get to whip you as hard or harder than the last time I visited. It is going to hurt and you are going to scream.”