Lydia bobs Bob V

Wishing the crabs a hardy appetite Lydia prepared to go on with her life. She gave her landlord in Northeast Philly a general notice that she would be soon leaving and began to search for a house of her very own. The Jersey shore was where she wanted to be, somewhere between Asbury Park and Long Beach Island seemed like a very wise choice. With old-fashioned WASP husbandry her money would enable her to do just about what she pleased. (WASP Husbandry of money is: Never touch the principle!!!).

Lydia made contact with a real estate agent in the area she was interested in and off she went to look at houses. The real estate lady was about 44, married, with two grown children, selling real estate for some luxuries. After several false starts she showed Lydia a two bedroom A frame on a back bay just south of Asbury Park. It was perfect. Small lot so not much up keep, mostly sand, winterized with a fireplace and good heating system. It had a little dock and beach rights came with the house. Inside the A frame was mainly living room, two large patio doors looked out on the water with a deck to sit on and catch the sun. There was a large master bedroom in a loft, and a smaller guest bedroom downstairs. Just perfect for what Lydia wanted to do as a hobby.

In the car after looking at the house Lydia turned to the real estate lady and said: “Have you ever kissed another girl, not like you kiss your mother, but really kissed her lips tongue and all?”

“What?”

Lydia leaned over in the front seat and kissed the real estate lady, inserting her tongue as she did. Her right hand got busy really quick and slid down and under the woman’s dress and into the front of her panties. Lydia did not want to give her time to think about it, she inserted a finger and begin to explore the woman’s vagina with enthusiasm.

It was just to fast for the real estate lady, she responded to the kiss and the hand before she could help herself. Within two minutes Lydia had four fingers in her and was pumping like crazy, not letting up on the kiss at the same time.

Not satisfied with having the real estate lady come once Lydia kept at her until she had come three times. “I really want this house, get it for me please.” Lydia whispered in her ear. Lydia was careful not to wash her right hand that had been inside the woman. Later that evening she masturbated as she licked that hand.

So the offer was made, at 40% below the asking price, after all it was fall and the off-season. The real estate lady convinced the owners to accept the offer. Lydia was thrilled with the news, and appalled by the paper work required to buy a house these days. She met the real estate lady at the house to sign the papers. With her large down payment she would have no problem with a mortgage. Lydia celebrated by going down on the real estate lady, who nearly went into shock from Lydia’s mouth. She was going to have to talk to her husband about this procedure, she enjoyed lips and tongue.

Lydia moved in even before the closing. Trying to decide what changes to make. She knew she was going to castrate another man and maybe more, so she went about setting up her abode to accommodate this activity. There was a large support beam in the center of the living room, which would be ideal place for her future guests to hang from. What to do oh what to do.

The first thing was to get rid of the carpeting. She had that torn out and hired an old Italian tile installer to redo the floor in reddish brown tile. Much easier to clean.

While he was working on the living room Lydia made a couple of side trips. One afternoon to Camden, NJ and a hot sheet motel for a quick ride on Bob’s old boss Warren. She told Warren that it wouldn’t be long now she would have her new place all set up and he could spend the weekend getting his balls off.

Another jaunt to Atlantic City, NJ. Lydia was too tight to enjoy gambling she spent her $10 guest money. Atlantic City outside of the casino’s looks like it lost WWII badly. She consulted her “gay and lesbian” guidebook and went to a bar that catered to her choice for the evening. She was there only a short time when a 6’1” showgirl from a casino picked her up. Later that evening when the showgirl came she was so strong she nearly suffocated Lydia with her legs. Lydia came home happy, juicy and covered with leg make up.

Then Lydia began to read, know thy self. “The Story of O”, not very good. DeSade’s “120 Days of Sodom” she came to the conclusion deSade was a wuss. Finally a book on Vlad Tepes or Vlad the Impaler, her was a man after her own heart, he did what needed to be done. The print of him eating lunch while his enemy’s slowly died on long pikes impressed Lydia. She could see herself there in the living room with a tuna salad sandwich and a nice glass of white wine while a balless Warren slowly sank onto a wooden shaft. (You know Vlad better as Dracula)

Next she got books on abnormal psych. After skimming and absorbing as much of the gobbledygook as she could, she came to the conclusion that she was a sociopath, sexual predator and a sadist with no hint of conscious. Well she thought I can live with that.

One interesting point was what was known as “decompression”. This is when the sociopath cycle starts to get shorter and they begin to make mistakes, i.e. Ted Bundy in Florida. She would be careful of this.

She got rid of the ancient computer from the Philly days and got a brand new one. Surfing the web for information. One day just for fun she typed “castration” into the search engine. She giggled with delight when 41000 some odd sights came up under that little word.

At first she looked at the tools of the trade. One device placed a rubber tube around the article to be removed in such a manner as to cut off the blood supply. The tool that got her attention had two metal springs, when you closed the handles these two springs snapped shut crushing the tendons, and blood vessels. Although all of these items were designed for animals, she could see her use for them.

Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea; this was to leave a trail that might later be followed. She decided to stick to her origins and use household items as much as possible. Instead of the rubber tubing she would use nylon wire bundle straps, these could restrain an individual and restrain a gonad or member also. Knives were no big deal; a box cutter would work just as well. She couldn’t resist, so she ordered the castration knife from an outfit in England. After all a girl has to have some nice things. She also wanted one of the snapping devices but didn’t want to leave a trail. She hopped into her car one AM and drove across New Jersey to Lancaster County, Pa. There in a farm supply store she found just what she was looking for. Nice, new and shiny. The clerk demonstrated it for her; it closed with a really wicked snap. She told him it was for sheep and goat sized animals, the one for bulls was just too big.

Things were coming together nicely, it was October, she had closed on the house and got settled in. She laid in an assortment of box cutters and other razor equipment. Her castrating knife arrived at last and she was impressed with the sharpness. The boys at the local hardware store helped her. They were just so nice. She told them she had some heavy things to hoist. They suggested a chain fall, and showed her how to place eyehooks to hold up to 400 lbs. She bought two motor driven chain falls, plus decorative hooks for the beam in her A frame.

Searching further on the internet she found stories, and requests by individuals to be castrated. This seemed to good to be true. She set up a double blind mailing system with a mail forwarder in Chicago, and a box at a private mailing company in Trenton, all cash no way to trace. Then she place the following ad in an underground paper:

DO YOU HAVE PROBLEMS?

DO THE ITEMS BETWEEN YOUR LEGS CAUSE THEM?

I OFFER AN ELEGANT AND EXQUISITLY PAINFUL SOLUTION.

THIS IS PERMANENT AND UNCHANGEABLE.

BOX

Then she waited for a response. She expected one-maybe two responses. At the end of two weeks she had one hundred written requests to be de-balled. Amazing.

She winnowed down through the stack, through out the totally crazy ones and selected ten. She used the re-mailing service and wrote back that the cost would be $10,000 and she would like a $2,000 up front as a sincerity payment.

Time passed and the first two letters with money orders came. One was from a midwestern couple that had gotten religion in the worst way and they other from a minister who was a confessed pedophile. The latter she thought she would do for free. By this time it was Thanksgiving. She had better get going; she needed to practice, as it were. She had promised elegant and she wanted to deliver. It would have to be Bob’s old boss Warren as an item to perfect her technique on. Using a phone card, no cell phones, she called Warren and made a date for the weekend after Thanksgiving, she said she would meet him in Camden, and then drive him to her new home.

After Thanksgiving dinner with family in Philly, she had a million little odds and ends to prepare; after all she had real clients now. Using the internet she found a location for hypnotic drugs, and sleeping pills, these would come in very handy. A trip down to the hardware and lumberyard for bolts and 2x4’s.

Finally the big weekend arrived, she drove to Camden all excited and met Warren at the motel where they had previously met. Warren told he his wife thought he was in Atlanta for the weekend, and if she called it would be on the cell phone. Lydia said that was really sneaky, no one would know where he was. No he replied not a soul. Lydia promised herself to not allow any calls from to that cell phone.

“Warren it is a really boring drive through the Pine Barrens, get some rest, here’s a tranquilizer” Lydia handed him one of the hypnotics. “I am going to have so much fun getting your nuts off, I have been waiting so long for this.” She kind of giggled.

He smirked a bit, boy she really wants to get up there and ride doesn’t she. The drug hit him kind of hard and he half dozed all the way to her A frame. It was dark about 7PM when they finally arrived.

All of Lydia’s neighbors were gone to the city, the season was over. This is what she wanted, winter, no one around, because this time she wanted to hear the screaming.

She parked in back of the A frame, and helped Warren inside, he was still a little woozy from the hypnotic drug she had given him. From the details she had read on this drug, which she assumed was correct, Warren would be open to suggestions, and just weak enough to be unable to properly defend himself when the time came for his de-balling.

“Quick Warren inside I have to go, really really bad. Help yourself to a glass of wine there on the table.” Lydia ran upstairs to the master loft bedroom to relieve herself.

Warren glanced around the room, taking in the half finished look. He admired the new tile on the floor, but wondered about the 2x4’s laying around the room, and the two chain hoists mounted on the beam in the middle of the living room. She must not be settled in yet.

“Come up and bring me some wine too:” Said a stark naked Lydia from the top of the stairs. She had removed all of her clothes except for her high-heeled shoes. He did not need to be asked twice. Pouring a second glass of wine he trotted up the stairs.

“Hurry, I am so horney, I want to ride you, get your clothes off.” With Lydia’s help Warren was soon naked, Lydia pushed him across the bed on his back and began to jack him off as fast as she could. He was already half hard from anticipation it only took a moment for him to become completely erect.

“Oh boy, that’s what I need a good riding.” With that Lydia straddled him and sat down hard engulfing him. “Sometimes penetration is the only thing that will do it for me.” With that she began to fuck him like a little demon. “Don’t come in me Warren” she warned, “I don’t need any little Warrens running around here.”

“Jeese Lydia I am ready to come.” Lydia stood up and repositioned Warren's cock in the opening of her rectum and sat down again. “Oh Warren that hurts so good.’ She was off again with all of his large cock in her asshole fucking him like crazy. It only took another minute and he shot up her ass. She sat down on him as he bucked away.

They were both sweating now, Lydia sat on his cock for a moment getting her breath back, then she got up, the cock pulled out with a pop, and sat on Warrens mouth. “Come on Warren eat me.” She commenced to wash his face with her wet bush and cunt. Warren made a half hearted attempt at this, but this wasn’t his thing and he was not very good at it.. This didn’t bother Lydia she just continued to rub her cunt on his face and hold his head steady until she came. “Here it comes, here it comes, here it comes, hold still here it comes.’ She orgasmed and fell over on the bed.

For all they had done, this had only lasted about fifteen minutes. Lydia had been in a state over what she was planning to do later, and had needed the fucking to calm her down so she could do her work well.

After about five minutes of recuperation she turned to Warren and said: “Wanna play a game.”

“Sure”

“It’ll be fun and it will help me get your nuts off.”

“Sounds good to me.”

“It’s a little kinky.”

“What could it hurt.”

“Not a thing, you’ll see.”

Lydia got up and grabbed a 2x4 that was leaning against the wall, and a handful of nylon wire bundle wraps. “Okay, roll over on your stomach and spread your arms like a good little boy.” Warren rolled over, and Lydia secured his wrists to the ends of the 2x4. Warren couldn’t see the stove bolts, he was stretched out face down on the bed with his arms secured to the 2x4. “One more item and we will be ready to rock and roll, spread your legs.”

“What are you doing?”

“It’s a game Warren, spread you legs like a good boy, please.” He spread his legs, and Lydia secured his legs to another 2x4 with two more nylon ties. “There you go Warren, are you comfortable.”

“I guess.”

“Don’t go away I will be right back.” Lydia disappeared into the bath for just a moment and when she returned she was sporting a cock. She had inserted the double dong she had taken from her late friend. She walked in front of Warren so he could see. “How do you like this?”

“What is it.”

“It’s a two headed dildo, lesbians use them when they want penetration. You did know I’m a lesbian didn’t you Warren?

“What?”

“I explain as we go along getting your nuts off tonight and tomorrow. Right now I’m going to fuck you in the ass with this.”

“No, don’t do that.”

“Ah Warren, your tied up like a Christmas goose, you don’t have any choice, just relax and enjoy it, after all you just came in my butt didn’t you.”

“Please Lydia, don’t do that to me.”

“This is just a little game, no one will ever know you’ve been fucked in the ass, besides I am girl what could be better than that.”

“I beg you please don’t do that.”

“Relax Warren, before we are through, I am going to do a lot worse than this to you.”

“What are you some sort of crusader for woman’s rights or something.”

“No, I’m a sadist, I get my kicks from hurting people and listening to them scream. Let me tell you Warren you will be screaming before I am done with you.”

With that she got between his legs and mounted him. Lydia was in a state of constant orgasm, she had her man, she had him tied and nothing could interfere. She proceeded to fuck Warren with the dildo, in and out in and out. She came again pushed in as hard as possible. Warren just grunted. She worked her hand underneath Warren’s body and felt his member, sure enough he was hard. “Warren’s got a hard-on, Warren’s got a hard-on. You enjoyed it Warren, don’t be bashful. If they ever send you to jail you can be some drug dealers bitch.”

Lydia withdrew the dildo, first from Warren, and then from herself. “We have lots of night left, time to get on with it.” She hopped up and grabbed two longer 2x4s which were drilled and fitted on the stove bolts on the 2x4 that Warren was attached to. Then with the ratchet set that the nice man at the hardware store had sold her, completed assembly of the frame on Warrens body. Once the bolts were tight she added additional nylon straps so that Warren and the frame were a single unit. Still nude she ran down stairs, got the remote control for the chain fall, and the hook There was no railing on the loft bedroom, she attached the hook to the top cross piece of the frame, and turned on the motor. Slowly it took up the slack, then it dragged Warren, shouting and cursing off the bed onto the floor and finally out into space where he swung back and forth. Lydia ran down stairs and grabbed his feet to stop the seesawing.

Next she lowered him until he was suspended with his feet barely touching the tile floor.

“There you are Warren, all ready to get you nuts off?”

“Why do you keep saying that.”

“Because that’s what I am going to do. All along I have been telling you if you came down here I would get your nuts off for you, and here you are and here they go.”

“That was just a figure of speech, I thought you were talking about sex.”

“I am, this is very sexy to me, when I did Bob I came about two dozen times.”

“Bob?”

“Yes Bob was doing a little insurance fraud, so I changed him from figuratively dead to really dead. But first I castrated him, and cut his dick off. You just cannot imagine the feeling it gave me.”

“This cannot be happening, you must be joking.”

“No joke Warren, no help, no dick and no balls.”

“Come on, let me down from here, some will miss me.”

“No they won’t, you are in Atlanta, and no one will miss you. By the way I took the battery out of your cell phone, no traceable calls made. You whereabouts are unknown.”

“Let me down right now, I demand it.”

“Warren you can’t demand anything, relax and enjoy the moment, you really don’t have many of them left.”

“What do you mean.”

“I’ll leave that for a little later on. On the internet they have all these neat toys, they have a machine that puts a piece of rubber tubing around the balls of a farm animal, and it is so tight that the balls fall off in a couple of days. I don’t have one of those, but I think these will work just as well.” Lydia held up a handful of nylon wire ties.

“I am going to wake up in a moment and this will all be a dream.”

Leaning up against him Lydia began to massage his flaccid member, and whispered in his ear: “Warren you’re not dreaming, you liked getting fucked in the ass by a girl didn’t you? It doesn’t matter just concentrate on what my hand is doing to your cock. Can you get it nice and hard for me, if you do I have a surprise for you.”

Warren for some reason saw in this a glimmer of hope, and relaxed a bit and as he did he began to get another erection. As soon as he was fully erect Lydia pulled a nylon tie over his dick and tightened it until it caught flesh and hair at the base. Then she took two more ties and placed one around each gonad and cinched them up.

“Yeoooow”

“Take a look Warren, they all tied up, gee they are starting to turn blue already. According to what I read if the ties stay on for an hour your balls are dead, I think I need a glass of wine.” With that she went to the side board and poured herself a glass of wine.

Drawing a chair up in front of Warren she sat down and spread her legs. With her free hand she fingered herself a couple of times and had a little mini climax.

“That is an interesting shade of blue on your balls, maybe I will have this room painted that shade. We’re just going to sit here for a while. Did the lesbian thing scare you, it shouldn’t you know. I run about 70/30, that is 7 girls, to 3 guys. My latest was show girl down in Atlantic City. We ate each other, she was great, she hadn’t showered after the show and she tasted of urine, sweat and big healthy girl, it was really excellent. In case you are interested my first episode was at age fourteen. It was weird, this woman gave me a ride home in her mini van. We sat outside my house and talked for about an hour. I was so thrilled that this older woman was talking to me. Then there was a lull in the conversation. She shifter her legs in to the center of the van, lift up and took her panties down. Then with no preliminaries she took my head and pushed it into her pussy. It was so natural I just started to lick and suck her cunt. Pretty soon she started to wash my face with her bush and when she came I lost control and wet myself. I wonder how she knew what potential I had, wow if she could see me now.”

Warren after the initial shock was not really that uncomfortable, as a matter of fact everything was pretty numb.

“Well that is probably long enough, lets get those off you.” Lydia produced a pair of bandage scissors and proceed to cut the two ties from Warrens balls, unfortunately she got some skin also. Then she cut the tie on his cock. “Let’s see what happens next.”

Warren was happy for about a minute or two until the blood started circulating then the pain hit. “Oh jeese, oh jeese.” He would have doubled over but the frame made it impossible.

“I see you have got some feeling back already. Here is my other new toy, like it?”

She held up the Burdizzo.

Warren did not respond the pain from the returning circulation was very intense.

Lydia snapped the handles shut and the snapping sound got Warrens attention.

“This my dear Warren is supposed to be the human way to castrate, no blood, just a quick snap and all the cords and veins are crushed, the balls are useless and atrophy. On a bull it changes his mind from ass to grass, pretty cute aye.”

“Oh please don’t.”

“Don’t be such a baby, enjoy the sensations, how many people get to be in your position.”

“Lydia I am begging you for the sake of my wife and children don’t do this>”

“For the sake of you wife and children, that’s a laugh. Your down here to fuck my brains out and you want to fall back on your wife and children. Warren, you’re a slug, a slug with a big dick granted, but still a slug. You work for a bank in the collection department, you harass widows and orphans. Why you don’t even eat pussy very well, I’ll bet you have never gone down on your wife have you?”

Silence.

“Well have you eaten you wife.”

“No.”

“See that’s where you made your mistake if you had really gotten right down on her pussy and licked and sucked and made her scream as she came, she would have then fucked you until you bled. But no you have to wave that big dick around and try and stick in every girl you meet, not that it doesn’t work, but you should have considered the other person.”

“Maybe.”

“No maybes at all, how many kids to you have?”

“A boy 17 and a girl 15.”

“Gee that’s really sweet, I think when this is over I will make a call on your family, maybe see if your son wants to come down here and do some work for me during the summer. See if maybe your daughter or your wife like muff diving, what do you think Warren, do you think your wife would go for me.”

“You bitch.”

“As the saying goes yes, and what’s wrong with that. Time for a little demo here.” She placed the Burdizzo over Warrens cock and clamped the handles shut. Warren let out a blood curdling scream.

“That was good Warren that was really good, I lost control a peed myself on that one. Now lets try a ball.”

“Nooooooo.”

“The instructions say to be effective you should do only one gonad at a time, ready?”

SNAP.

Another scream.

“Last one Warren, wanna say good by?” SNAP

Another scream.

“Well Warren they are gone, if we just stopped right here you would still have your balls but they would be useless, the chords are crushed, and your dick is hemorrhaging. No sense in leaving them in place since they won’t do you any good.” Lydia poured herself another glass of wine, and retrieved a TV cart with a cork board and pins on it.

Warren was slumped against the restraints with his eyes closed moaning to himself.

“Time to wake up Warren, first I am going to skin you. Then I am going to push your balls back into your body and remove them through you abdomen. Then cut those useless things off. It will be nice and neat that way, then I will have another surprise for you.

With that Lydia pulled out her trusty paint scrapper and started to relieve Warren of his scrotum. Warren started to scream, he tried to get away but he was so securely fastened with so many nylon straps all he did was a little dance. Soon Lydia had the scrotum detached and she kept working the skin on Warrens dick, she sliced through the skin on the back and peeled him like a banana. One more cut around the head, and she had his scrotum and dick skin in he hand. She got to her feet and went to the cork board with the skin. Stretching the skin out she pinned it up so that it wouldn’t shrink, souvenir you know.

“Warren that’s much better now isn’t it, you balls can breath.” Warren just groaned, he was turning into a shivering mass.

“Warren from my reading I know that people that are having the fun that you are sometimes react in different ways. Some have there sphincter muscle close so tight you couldn’t drive a pin up it with a hammer. Others loose control and shit themselves. If you shit on my nice new tile, I will have to punish you, so try to control yourself.”

Lydia kneeled down in front of Warren and began to poke her finger along side the cords holding the testicles dangling in space. Why by golly, there was a little channel there. She pushed one of the balls in and it disappeared, she ran her hand done his groin and it popped back out. She inserted the index finger of her left hand into the channel and wiggled the end. Using this as a guide she began to cut open the stomach wall. Warren started scream again. She repeated this process on the other side, and Warren continued to scream. It was a wonderful sound to her. Once she could insert her finger from below and wiggle it through the hole she had cut she felt she was ready for the next stage. She pushed a gonad up the channel and out through the hole, then repeated the process so that both gonads were now hanging from the incision rather than where the scrotum had been.

“Hang in there, Warren, we’re almost home. Take a look.” Lydia pulled one of his balls out in front of his body so Warren could see it. “Kinda gives new meaning to ‘balls out’ doesn’t it Warren?”

Lydia stood up and started to whisper into Warren’s ear: “Isn’t this fun, I hope you are enjoying this as much as I am, Now I am going to neuter you, actually the cords are already crushed they would have fallen off in a day or so. Why wait, that’s my motto. Here goes the first one Warren.” Lydia yanked hard on the ball and slashed the chords with the razor. Warren screamed, and Lydia came again. “One down and one to go” she said as she pinned the first ball to the cork board. “I think I am going to try something different on this one Warren, you like to try new things don’t you.” She twisted the ball and yanked, trying to pull it loose. It took three tries to rip from Warren’s body. He screamed and screamed, and lost control of his lower track soiling her new tile.

“Warren you bad boy, I warned you.” With that she went to the sideboard retrieved the shiny new castrating knife and cut off one of Warrens nipples. “That’s what you get for making such a mess.” Warren screamed even louder.

The presents of the body waste added a new element, Lydia’s body odor was near revolting by this time, Warren stank of fear, somehow it just seemed like the right touch. By this time it was 7AM, they had been going at it for almost twelve hours now.

“Warren try not to do that again, we are almost home now just a couple of more items and we can wrap it up. I told you I would get you balls off for you, there they are on the cork board, already for tanning. That dick of yours is pretty useless now, no balls to feed it, no skin, what do you think we should do with it?”

“Noooooooooooooooooooooo.”

“Lydia knows best Warren, it has to come off.” With that Lydia began to cut the dick away from the pelvis. She cut and sliced until it was free of the body almost back to the prostate. “This will be nice and neat now.”

She got up and made another trip to the side board, returning with a pair of anvil branch pruning shears. She leaned over and sucked Warrens remaining nipple. “Did you wife ever suck your tits Warren?”

“Whatsa matter Warren, cat got your tongue. I am going to give you one last treat, a blow job, your last one.” She kneeled down and took the head of his dick into her mouth and began to suck. The human body is a strange device, in spite of everything he had been through, Warren’s dick started to get hard. “See Warren, your little friend likes me he is standing right up there. You do know what I am going to do, when you come, your little friend will go and join your balls and scrotum on the cork board.”

Warren tried to control his ejaculation, but he was pretty much spent by this time, a combination of Lydia’s lips and the pain caused him to come after about a minute.

“Warren I am so sorry this is over, it has been just a blast castrating you, say good by>” Lydia placed the pruning shears at the base of his cock and squeezed. She had to re-grip three times but finally the dick was off. Lydia, lost all control of her bodily functions at this point, she came, she pissed, and she shat on her own floor. What a great date Warren was.

It took Lydia about five minutes to regain her breath and stop climaxing, she got up and pinned the dick to the cork board. “What do you think Warren, is that a great display or what. I know you are tired by this time and you need some rest, so I am going to give you a long rest. If I let you go now, will you promise not to tell?”

“Yyyyyessss.”

“Liar” Lydia picked up the control for the chain fall, and lifted Warren as high as possible. Then she went into the kitchen and returned with a sharpened wooden stake, oak, 5’ long, held in a Christmas tree stand. Holding the chain fall control in one hand and the stake in the other she lowered Warren on to the stake and pushed the stake into his rectum, and then lowered him so that the stake was about 4” into the orifice.

“Sometimes Warren the old ways are the best, this idea was thought up by a Romanian Prince, he used it on his enemies, it is a slow cruel way to die. While his enemies were dying he would have lunch served so he could watch their suffering. Pretty neat. I am really famished; I am going to get a sandwich and another glass of wine. Sorry to be a poor hostess and not offer you anything, but your job is now to scream you little lungs out and then you die.”

Lydia fixed herself a tuna salad sandwich with some chips, and opened a fresh bottle of a nice white wine, then settle down in a chair, to eat and watch Warren die. About every 15 minutes she would lower him an inch or two. When the oak stake finally ruptured his intestines, he screamed twice as loud as he had up to this point, and passed out.

“Gee Warren that’s no fun, you passed out on me.” Lydia was starting to come down, and before she knew it she was asleep in the chair. When she awoke it was 3PM and she was freezing. She walked over to Warren and check; much to her surprise he was still alive. His stomach was starting to distend from the ruptured intestine.

“Warren, Warren, wake up wake up.” A slight flicker in the eyes, they held a crazed look, Warren was probably not in there.

Lydia grabbed the control and lowered him some more, that got him awake.

“Gee Warren I thought you would be gone by now, sorry I fell asleep, just too much fun last night wasn’t it? Have got to hand it to you, there is a still a spark of the will to live in there. I will fix that right up.” So saying she got her ratchet and removed the vertical members from Warren’s frame.

“Warren this is good by, I can’t tell you how much I have enjoyed helping you get your nuts off.”

Warren just grunted.

Lydia hit the down button on the chain fall and Warren’s feet hit the ground, he was still with her, no cock, no balls and two feet of oak stake up his ass, and he was still with her.

“Warren you have been standing much to long, sit down.” She pushed him down as hard as she could on his shoulders, he tried to resist, in the end his legs gave out, he descended on the stake until it pierced his heart, and he died.