PIANO WIRE

PIANO WIRE

I have been amazed by the Brazilian Transsexuals and have noticed that a lot of the stunning ones have German names and appearance. What if their grandfather were a Nazi, escaping Germany one step ahead of a firing squad. By the way a man will not bleed to death from emasculation, agonizing, painful etc but not deadly. ( In the middle-east they have been castrating prisoners and slaves for close to 60 centuries, only a small percentage die from the operation, this is usually from shock rather than loss of blood. Some of the nastier folk would take the penis along with the scrotum, with this procedure you can bleed to death. After the operation the cutter would insert a straw in urethra stick the castrated individual in a dung heap to heal. A large percentage of these individuals died from shock, loss of blood, or a combination thereof. )

Here is what would have happened:

It was 1938 and Werner was full of himself, Hitler and Nazism. Eighteen years old and a poster boy for the Aryan ideal young man, 5’8” blonde, blue eyes and with just a touch of sadism in him that was willing to blame all of Germany’s problems on the undesirables.

He enlisted in the Army, more of a politician than a good soldier; he was soon transferred to the SS, because of his fervent belief in the Fuhrer.

He rose through the ranks quickly and by the end of four years was a first sergeant. It was a wonderful life, harassing the undesirables, confiscating their homes and businesses rooting out the real problems of Germany. The government was encouraging growth of the Aryan population, so the fraulein’s were encouraged to fuck as often as possible and become little Nazi making machines. Werner with his stereotypical Germanic looks had no end of little girls waiting for him every evening with their legs in the air and spread. It did not take him long to believe that he was irresistible to women.

Then in 1942 he was transferred to a prison camp in Eastern Germany. There he would head up the guard force under an aristocratic LtCol who had been wounded on the eastern front. Here his sadism came into full bloom, the LtCol allowed him to run the camp, get the slave labor parties ready and dispose of the workers that could no longer work.

You have heard that old saying: ‘Power corrupts, and absolute power corrupts absolutely’. Werner went round the bend, an occasional hint of 300 years of Lutheran conscious would kick in once in a while, Werner would push it to the back of his mind.

Then came the orders, dispose of the Juden, Gypsies, non Aryan Polish, Russians and homosexuals. Only those fit to work would be spared, others would be gassed, shot, what ever the most economical way was. Clothing and valuables were confiscated. Most of the clothing was used to make paper, since it consisted mostly of rags. Werner made an amazing discovery, sewn into hems and seams of the garments were rings, precious stones and gold. Most of this he turned over to his officers, but a small portion he set aside for his own future, as a good prudent German would do.

Then there was the sex. The women would do anything for him for a few more days on earth. He would pick out the best looking and cleanest and keep them for a week or so, before sending them out on work parties or to the ovens to be gassed. Werner developed a fondness for the homosexuals; this really fed his appetite for sadism. He would choose a young man, and tell him that if he performed well Werner would 1. Give him food, or 2. Spare him. Werner would then have the prisoner suck him. Werner was constantly amazed at how much he enjoyed this action; they were so accomplished at the art. When he came, would tell the prisoner to bend over so he could be fucked in the ass. Once the prisoner was in position and with Werner’s dick in his ass, Werner would draw the marvelous little weapon the SS had taught him how to use. It consisted of two hand-sized blocks of wood with a length of piano wire firmly attached to each block. He always got an erection even though he had just come, from anticipating what he was about to do. He would loop the wire, encircle the prisoner head and pull tight. He learned from sad experience not to jerk too hard on the wires as without too much difficulty the prisoner would be decapitated, what a mess. No sense in having any rumors floating about. Two years of this and he was so warped he would make a good case study for ‘abnormal psych’.

Then things begin to go bad for the Fatherland. The Russians had a new tank and were over running the army on the Eastern Front, the Allies had landed in France and were approaching the German border. Werner’s survival instinct told him that the cause was lost. Then came the Battle of the Bulge, the last full German offensive of the war. All was lost it was only a matter of time now. Then the camp commander came to him and told him his services were need on the Eastern Front as a soldier. That capped it for Werner; he packed his little bag of diamonds, gold, and jewelry and headed for the Swiss Border. A ring here and diamond there and pretty soon he was in Spain and then a boat trip to Argentina.

Due to the losses there was a large contingent of ex Nazi’s in Argentina. These were individuals like Werner who if the stayed in Germany would have either received a bullet in the back of the head from the Russians or decorated the end of a rope for the Allies. All in all Argentina seem like a fine alternative to him. Werner was able to buy the proper id and soon fit right into the German community. His Germanic personality and attention to detail stood him well and he was soon earning a good wage and supervising the Argentineans that had welcomed him into the country.

The German community was large in Buenos Aires and he soon found a little fraulein to marry and produce good little Nazis. She was almost his height, totally blond, and tanned from the South American sun. With her he was the perfect husband and later father, saving his other urges for the putas.

Soon he was the father of a little boy, blond blue eyed, just the right kind to be welcomed into Germany for the Fourth Reich. He didn’t so much love the little boy as look upon him as the next link in the chain to rid the world of the undesirable.

Then a dark cloud appeared on the horizon, the Nazi hunters, led by Simon W. with the slogan “Never again”. They had their lists and pictures if they could they would kidnap their targets and spirit them back for trial and execution. If no kidnapping was possible then a quick assassination was performed.

Werner assumed he was on the list somewhere, then one of his German colleagues turned up dead. Argentina was no longer safe. He realized he had made a mistake by being such a prominent member of the German community. The Juden were now shooting fish in a barrel, and he might be next.

Quietly and quickly he gathered his still sizeable catch of jewelry, and withdrew his savings, converting it to Brazilian money, telling the people at the bank he was going on a little vacation. Through the underground was able to purchase new papers making him a Brazilian citizen.

The last problem was his wife, she was like a red arrow pointing him out with her blonde Teutonic looks, and dumb as a cow personality. He took her out for a romantic dinner, no special occasion, just because I love you. After dinner and a few drinks, he drove her to the mountains, it was summer, and he found a place to park at an overlook where they could view the city below. He retrieved a blanket from the back seat of the car and invited his wife to join him on the blanket to look at the sites below. Then in an insistent manner made love to her, she giggled about being caught like children, but being the good German wife she complied. When he was spent, he asked her to get up on all fours they were going to try something new. Once she was in position, he had a new erection from anticipation of what he was going to do. Coming up behind her he inserted his dick in her rectum and drove it in. She screamed from pain and surprise: “Werner what are you doing that hurts.”

“Oh my dear it is to take your mind off what I going to do next.” He looped the wire over her head and pulled tight. Werner was at his death camp best. He dumped the body in the bushes where he was sure small animals would dispose of it for him.

Back to his home, he collected his son from the neighbor that was watching him, and was off to Brazil, once again his mind was clear.

Sao Paulo was a little warm, but Werner soon adjusted, he practiced and practiced and soon could speak Portuguese if not like a native at least not like a German. He tried to avoid as much as possible any contact with the German Community. He needed a housekeeper and someone to care for his son, so he married a local, who was part Indian.

His Indian wife was a conveniently shaped receptacle for his needs, but Werner wanted no mixed children. Three times the woman gave birth, and each of the children died within three months, all very sad. A pillow leaves no marks.

The fifty’s passsed and into the sixties. Werner prospered, and his investments grew. He began to feel safe. If not wealthy he was comfortable and able to afford any of his desires. He still used the putas for any of the stranger urges he had.

Werner’s son turned in to a good looking young man, like his father 5’8” blonde, blue eyed, and was fluent in both German and Portuguese. At age twenty-four he married an ex-patriot German girl from the community and they settled down to raise a family.

Two years after the marriage Werner’s daughter in law gave birth to a perfect little Nazi boy, blonde, blue eyed and about the prettiest child anyone had ever seen. Werner made sure that his grandson was not circumcised. Little Hans could do no wrong in his grandfather’s eyes. Werner doted on the child as the embodiment of the Nazi ideal.

Everyone needs someone to talk to, unfortunately if you tell a secret, it is no longer a secret. Werner had seen and heard of too many of his old comrade’s disappearing to ever confide in anyone, not even his son. But then came little Hans what a beautiful little boy, Werner talked to him, confessed to all of his crimes, told him of his love and admiration for Hitler, and that the Aryans would rise again, and destroy the inferiors peoples. Werner continued these sessions until Hans could begin to talk and form sentences, what a great relief it had been to tell someone of these deeds, even if they couldn’t respond in admiration.

Hans did not like to play with other boys; he liked to play with the girls, and with their dolls. The boy’s mother kept his hair fashionably long, which made it hard to tell what his sex was from outward appearances. This was disturbing to Werner; he looked upon the boy to carry on the tradition. At age ten his grandson had shoulder length blonde hair was undersized even by family standards, and had disturbing feminine qualities to him.

Now in his sixties, Werner’s health began to fail, his heart weakened. Years of hiding and sneaking were catching up with him. One pleasant April day as fall was just beginning he walked into the side yard to look at his garden. There bent over the fence was his twelve-year-old grandson Hans being fucked in the ass by the Indian boy who mowed their lawn. Hans was bucking and moving his ass to the tune of the Indian’s dick and had his hands holding his ass cheeks open so that maximum penetration could be obtained. Werner had his first heart attack, a minor one granted but still a week in the hospital.

It only got worse; Hans wore clothing that was androgynous, kept his hair long and began to talk in a soft lisping voice. Werner was devastated; for he knew in his Germany he would have had to put the young boy down.

Werner recovered, and as part of his therapy had a swimming pool installed in the back yard. Some of his trusted associates had made the Indian boy disappear. He would swim in the pool daily as exercise therapy.

Two years passed, one afternoon while preparing to go for a swim, Werner looked out his bedroom window to an unbelievable tableau below by the pool. Lying on her back was a blonde haired girl, young, small tits, just the bottom of the swimsuit on. Her head was hanging off the end of the chair, and the pool boy had his dick in her mouth, and was fucking her face with a great deal of enthusiasm. Werner wondered who the girl could be, then it dawned on him the girl was Hans. Werner’s heart jumped. The pool boy pulled out of Han’s mouth and shot a load of come, Hans reached out and grabbed the dick and sucked it all up and swallowed.

Werner had his second heart attack. While recovering Hans visited and told his grandfather all about his young life. He was no longer Hans, he was Hannah, he was no longer a boy, but a girl in a boy’s body. She had been taking hormones now for a year, which accounted for her breasts. Her parents knew, didn’t understand but did know. She explained to her grandfather that she enjoyed sucking the pool boy and had done it many times; afterwards she would sometimes fuck him in the ass. All of the boys at school that were interested had fucked her or had her suck them off. What she really loved she told her grandfather was to blow one of the soccer team members, while another one fucked her in the ass. She also said she would get even with her grandfather for the Indian boy who she had been her first lover. Werner’s heart monitor went off the charts.

Werner now in his late seventies was a semi invalid, on oxygen and requiring constant nursing care. Hans went about his merry way, as a transsexual, finishing school and at eighteen years of age, had turned in to a nearly stunning young lady by virtue of the latest cosmetic surgery techniques. In a country of dark eyes and hair, a natural blond is highly prized. Hannah was the pivot at more than a few circle jerks.

Werner thought and thought, he had plenty of time to do this, but could not come up with a reason, that his beautiful grandson could be so strange. Not of course taking his activities into account as being a little more than bent.

Two more years passed. One day Hannah now 20 came to visit, she dismissed the nurse, telling her she would look after her grandfather. Holding her hand was a young man of decidedly Semite origins.

“Grandfather this is Jacob, he and I are going to be married, and we have come to tell you of our plans.”

Werner could feel his heart speed up a bit, he tried to keep calm.

“Grandfather, in order for us to married, I have to become a Jew, see I have been circumcised” Hannah lifted her skirt to show her newly shorn dick. “Doesn’t it look much better now?”

Werner was having some serious heart palpitations now.

“Jacob and I have been lovers for six months now. He came here from Israel to find you grandfather, he says a monster such as yourself should not live.” Hannah seemed to be enjoying baiting her grandfather.

“Jacob, show him why I love you.” Simon unzipped his trousers and unleashed a monstrous cock. “See grandfather, that’s one of the reasons I love him, when he fucks my ass with that I come each time he does.’ With that Hannah got down on her knees and began to blow Simon. Werner’s heart rate went up again.

They put on a show for Werner. Hannah ate Simon until he shot in her mouth, and she swallowed everything that could be sucked out. Then Jacob blew her and she fucked his mouth. By that time Simon had another erection, Hannah got down on all fours, Simon squatted over her rump and fucked until she finally collapsed, Simon continued to fuck her flat on the floor until he came again.

Finally all sweaty and covered with who knows what, Hannah looked up at her grandfather, who by this time was a bright shade of purple and said: “Here is the best part grandfather, watch this.” With that she assumed a sixty-nine position with Jacob where they sucked each other off, this lasted about twenty minutes until they both came again.

Then Jacob got to his feet and Hannah sat up, he straddled her body and put his dick in her mouth and relieved himself, she drank it all done, when he was done, she looked at her grandfather and grinned an evil grin. “I didn’t think you would survive our little show grandfather, we are going to have to help you over the top aren’t we. You know what Simon is don’t you? He’s a Nazi hunter. As my wedding present I promised to kill you. Wasn’t that nice of me? Werner’s heart was leaving out about every fourth beat. Hannah had the foresight to turn off the monitoring equipment.

Hannah walked to the bed and pulled the sheet off of her grandfather exposing his shrunken member, he was catheterized. Hannah roughly withdrew the tube from her grandfather. He winced in pain. Hannah reached down into her bag and withdrew a garrote much like the one Werner had used in the past. She slowly uncoiled the wire, looped the wire and encircled Werner’s cock and balls, then she pulled the wire tight.

“Is that the miserable little dick you had in my grandmothers ass when you strangled her. I am surprised you never thought of this, castrating your victims, don’t worry, we have to leave a nice looking corpse, so I won’t take your balls from you.” Werner was scared, his life was not much at this point, but he was terrified of what would be waiting for him. “I have sucked much better dicks than that grandfather, that is really disappointing. Simon and I have discussed how we should kill you. We thought perhaps we could both fuck you in the ass until your heart gave out. There is the slight possibility that you might have enjoyed that so we gave up on that idea. A staged suicide was another idea; we would tie a rope to the bed and then around your neck then throw you out the window. We decided that would be too quick for you. We want you to go to hell knowing that we are here sucking each other off and fucking each other in the ass as you are slowly roasted.”

“Grandfather you remember when I was small and you talked to me all the time, all the stories, the women and men you raped, and the people you killed, and your own children suffocated. You thought I wouldn’t remember didn’t you. What always impressed me was the way you could improvise, who would think of a pillow as a deadly weapon. By the way dear grandfather, another reason we need you dead is we want to live in this nice old house and we need your money. Won’t you go where ever it is you are going in pain, knowing that I will become a Jewess and that Jacob will be living here fucking me in this room. So, I am going to put the pillow over your head, and sit on it. Jacob is going to eat me as I sit there, and by the time I come, you will be go. If you were me grandfather you would do the same thing wouldn’t you.” She leaned over and kissed Werner’s cheek and whispered in his ear: “Good-by grandfather, this is for the Indian boy too, its time for your to go.” Then she placed the pillow on her grandfather’s face and sat on it. Jacob kneeled down and ate her, taking his time, sucking her balls, playing with the head of her dick with his tongue, finally taking the whole cock in his mouth and sucking her dry. Hannah would sit hard for a moment or two, then lift up and her grandfather would take in great gasps of air, when his breathing started to slow down, she would sit back down again and his arms and legs would thrash. She continued like this until finally her nuts told her it was time to shoot in Jacob’s mouth and she sat down hard for the final time on her grandfather. For Jacob it was a totally satisfying experience knowing that as he ate his soon to be transsexual wife, he was ridding the world of one more Nazi. Her spasms stopped about the same time her grandfather’s did.

Of course once you go down that road it is hard to get back. There was a good deal of perversion and sadism in what they had done, which had added to the sexual excitement. How long will it be before they have to kill someone else to achieve this level of excitement?

A somewhat drunken Rabbi was found to perform a wedding ceremony for them. Then Hannah and Jacob had a wonderful honeymoon in Columbia looking at emeralds. They fucked each other, sucked each other off and just generally had a good time. Hannah hoped she would not tire of Jacob, but if she did there is always the pillow. She has a little of her grandfather in there still. Sleep lightly Jacob.

One constant topic of conversation was the killing of Hannah’s grandfather. Not that either of them had much moral grounding that got in the way of what they wanted to do. Rather the subject was the height of the sexual pleasure they had making love while suffocating the old man. The other topic was the enormous erection the old man had as he died. Always curious they investigated and found a whole new area of sexual perversion to explore, asphyxiation.

There is never anything new under the sun. Hannah and Jacob discovered a wealth of information concerning near death experiences with sex. They begin to try it; while fucking Jacob in the ass, Hannah would hold a pillow over his face. He would buck, jump and get a gigantic erection; Hannah would remove the pillow from his face. Pull out of his ass and mount his erection. After much experimentation they found that the smothered individual got the erection, which the pillow holder would mount and then fuck to climax. This dangerous game became a regular part of the lovemaking.

It was not much of jump after this before they were inviting third parties to join their little game. Of course the guest only got to play the game once. The body would then be dumped in the river. Hannah and Jacob would take turns suffocating their victims. Sitting on the pillow, as the centerpiece of the evening thrashed and bucked. Hannah would be eaten by Jacob, or Jacob eaten by Hannah as the weight of their bodies suffocated the tied and gagged victim.

Sometimes it was a man sometimes a woman, it mattered little to either of them.

The police while somewhat inefficient began to notice a strange increase in drowning victims. A special medical examiner was called in and he found the individuals were already dead when they went into the river. There were now ten such bodies found. The newspaper headlines screamed for action.

Being the well organized little German that she was Hannah realized they were vulnerable, and she was tiring of Jacob. Long dick or not, he was becoming a bore to someone raised in Brazil. So Hannah decided Jacob had to go. Having made the decision she felt much better about it. She suggested and he agreed to take a trip up to the Rio de Sol region just for fun. So they packed and drove northward. Jacob was still on a resident alien visa, his citizenship being Israeli, so he would not be missed if he disappeared.

They found suitable lodging about half way to their destination. It was a clean but lonely motel, near a river. They had to make due with the food they had brought, as there was no restaurant’s nearby. After a short walk they retired for the evening.

“Jacob dear, I really need a good riding to night, come lay down on the bed love.” Jacob seeing nothing amiss in this did as he was bid, first removing all of his clothes. Hannah removed her clothing and grabbed a pillow. Placing the pillow on Jacob’s head rather than holding it in place with her hands, she sat on it holding Jacob in place. He thrashed and bucked as usual, sported an erection and still Hannah held. His movements became frantic, then weaker and he passed out.

Jacob returned to consciousness bound to the four corners of the bed and gagged. “I see your back with me dear. The police are catching up and I cannot leave any witnesses behind.” Jacob began to panic. So I am going to run, and you, well you will feed the fish. It wouldn’t have been long before this thought occurred to you, and I wouldn’t have been mad at you if it were me tied up on the bed, it is just the natural progression.” Jacob now knew there was no hope, he couldn’t even speak to try to talk Hannah out of this, by assuring her he would never do anything like this. Then if he could just get a hand free he would strangle the little Nazi bitch.

“Dear Jacob, you have been one of my better lovers, you taste good when I eat you, you have a pleasant ass to fuck, and you fuck me very well. Unfortunately that is not enough, I have no intention of seeing the inside of a Brazilian Jail.” Still naked she pulled out a strange device, which Jacob immediately recognized as the garrote she had teased her grandfather with. Two pieces of wood with a piece of piano wire two feet long attached to each block, his eyes became as large as peeled onions. “I see you know this little device, it was a favorite back in Germany, my grandfather told me all about it. Don’t worry Jacob I am not going to strangle you with this it has another purpose tonight. I want you to leave this world happy, neither of us should have been born with balls, so I am going to remove yours before you die tonight. Slowly I will pull this around your balls until it breaks through the skin and tendons and your balls fall on to the bed. We know about the death erection, what I will learn with your help dear is how long that erection lasts as you bleed to death. It will only hurt for a minute or two. You will die with your cock in my ass.”

Hannah coiled the piano wire into a loop and pulled Jacobs scrotum through the loop. Then she slowly began to tighten it, uncomfortable but no pain as yet. Strange reaction Jacob got an erection. “Oh Jacob how sweet, here fuck me one last time.” Hannah swung her leg over his body and mounted his cock with her back to him. She tightened the knot and real pain began to kick in. Jacob tried to scream, the effort burst a blood vessel in his eye, and vision there turned red. All he succeeded in doing was driving his cock in and out of Hannah ass.

Hannah tightened some more and Jacobs’s balls began to turn purple. Turning slightly she looked at Jacob and said: “Well love this is it, as I told my grandfather when we killed him, it is time for you to go and me to come.” She pulled hard on the two wooden blocks and Jacobs balls feel on to the bed in a pool of blood, and he bled profusely from the wound. His whole body came off the bed as he tried to escape the incredible pain. He screamed one long and continuous scream into the gag. No one heard. Hannah came and came as she sat there on Jacobs’s dick; it was the best orgasm of her life.

Blood poured onto the bed still Hannah rode the erection. Still Jacob was with her. She soon realized that he was not bleeding out fast enough. Looping the garrote around Simon’s penis she jerked the handles and his dick was removed. Now blood really started to pour on to the bed. Reaching into the bag again she retrieved a stiletto. She cut into Jacobs’s leg severing the femoral artery. Blood gushed out of his leg.

“Jacob there you haven’t much time left, I really did love you, but one must be careful. Oh, and by the way you stayed hard right up until I cut your cock off.. Next time I do this to someone I will know.”

Jacob’s pain subsided as he bled out, he became cold, and then he died. No last gasp when you bleed out.

Hannah got off the bed and into the bathroom and showered. Returned to the bedroom, and kissed the now dead Jacob on the forehead. She then proceeded to the office where the old German owner of the motel greeted her. She paid him and said: “You will dispose of the body and clean up the room, it looks like a slaughter house, but he is very dead now.”

“Yes fraulein I will, and I was sorry to hear about your grandfather, he was the best sergeant I ever knew in Germany.

Hannah decided that a grand tour of Europe was in order so she headed to Italy to start the tour, intending to go to Venice first. How delightful the old city was full of charm. She recalled reading how during the high middle ages so many Italian mothers wanted their little boys to be in the boys choirs, that they were castrated in wholesale lots. The then Pope became alarmed and forbade the practice, hoping to stave off the depopulation of Italy. Hannah thought how she would have enjoyed that era.

Hannah was an avid tourist she visited all the sights and museums that Venice had to offer. There was one annoyance; a man name Carlos from Rome kept annoying her with un-wanted advances. She decided the world would be a much better place without Carlos in it so she accepted his offer of dinner. They dined and enjoyed the fine Italian wine. When dinner was over Carlos professing his love for Hannah invited her to his room. She accepted, she was carrying a rather large personal bag with her tools in it that would be used later in the evening.

Carlos, Hannah and the bag all arrived in his room. He kissed her passionately once the door was closed and locked, she returned the kiss and grabbed his cock. “Carlos a man such as yourself, I must have you in my mouth.” Hannah pushed Carlos on to the bed undid his zipper then began to eat him. Carlos had had hopes but this was beyond his wildest dream, even his wife back in Rome would not do this for him. Hannah was an experienced cock-sucker, and when she felt him about to come, she got up from his groin, grabbed a pillow and fell on his face. He was unconscious after 60 seconds of frantic movements.

He came out of his trance to find himself naked and completely trussed up. His mouth was covered in tape, and he had to breath through his nose. Hannah was naked, she smiled at him and rubbed his head. “Poor Carlos, you didn’t know about this did you.” She said as she waved her cock in his face. “Carlos I am going to make a woman of you tonight, you will just love it.” With that she pulled a bedpan from her large bag and positioned it under Carlos. She had already prepared an enema bag for his cleansing. “Carlos, I like my ladies nice and clean before I fuck them, so I am going to clean you out now, co operate and I won’t hurt you badly, if you don’t co operate life will be very painful for you.” Of course Hannah had no intention of Carlos leaving his room alive, she just wanted him calm. He nodded to her, and she inserted the nozzle into his rectum. She filled him three times then took the results into the bath and disposed of it. Returning she took a triangular pill from the nightstand and washed it down with a glass of water. A little chemical aide for her erection, 50 mg of Viagra. Those Americans could be clever at times.

“Ah Carlos you will so enjoy being a woman for me, I am going to fuck you now. Have you ever been fucked before?”

He shook his head no. “Well its about time don’t you think, how do you want it soft or hard.” Carlos gave a somewhat strangled cry. “Okay hard it is.” Hannah had played with herself and had a good hard chemically induced erection. That and the anticipation of what she would do this evening thrilled her to the marrow. Climbing on to the bed, Carlos on his back she spread his cheeks and inserted her dick in his rectum. No lubricant, and commenced to fuck him. Years of practice had made her an accomplished ass fucker, who knew all the nuances of fucking a man in the ass, how to make it pleasurable and how to make it hurt. She made it hurt for Carlos. He rolled his head back and forth to no avail, she continued to pound away, and at the same time masturbated him. To his great embarrassment he got an erection from her hand. Finally she plunged in and came, Carlos shot all over his stomach.

“My late husband and I found out that when a man is about to die he gets and enormous erection, unbelievable isn’t it. We found we could make a man super hard just by strangling him a little or cutting off the air supply with a pillow. Don’t you find this fascinating?” Carlos shook his head no. “Time to go to sleep again Carlos.” Hannah placed the pillow over his face and he again thrashed with no real results, and was out again in 40 seconds this time. Hannah mounted the giant erection Carlos now sported and begin to enjoy herself. After about three minutes Carlos came to again, to find Hannah riding his dick. He couldn’t help himself he shot up her ass. She continued to ride his dick masturbating as she did and finally came all over his chest and face.

“That’s a good boy Carlos. Now will you tell anyone about this?”

“UMM”

“You’re a liar Carlos, you will go straight to the police, unless you are too embarrassed to go. How about this I’ll take the gag off and you eat me, that is you suck my dick until I come in your mouth, then I will let you go, okay.”

Carlos violently shook his head no, better to be dead then to suck a cock. Little did he know.

“That my dear Carlos was the wrong answer.” Without any further ceremony Hannah pulled out her garrote coiled it into a loop placed the loop around Carlos scrotum and pulled it tight. Slowly she tightened the coil, and sure enough Carlos began to get an erection. Hannah remounted the erect penis facing Carlos feet, all the time keeping tension on the wire. She turned back toward Carlos and said: “Now I am going to complete the process of making you into a woman. Dear heart I want to see what it feels like to be on your prick, when I cut your balls off, ready?”

Like Jacob he screamed into the gag as Hannah slowly tightened the wire until Carlos was a gelding. She was enjoying all the movement Carlos was making as he tried to escape the pain. “Oh Carlos don’t be such a baby, it will only hurt for a little while, they were useless to you anyways, men like you shouldn’t reproduce.” She petted his head. “Now Carlos I am going to kill you, witnesses you know. How would you like me to do it, let you slowly bleed to death from where you balls used to or put the pillow over your head and suffocate you, that would be the quickest and the least amount of pain for you.”

Carlos rolled his head from side to side again in a negative gesture.

“Again, wrong answer Carlos, there is a third way and this is it.” Hannah picked up the garrote looped it around his member and popped it off cleanly and easily. He spurted a geyser of blood into the air. from where his dick had been, to complete the process she used her stiletto and cut the artery in his leg. “Carlos you don’t have much time left before you go. You should have sucked me. I want you to go with a peaceful thought. Your wife will be a widow, she will take up with anything in pants, she will suck the baker in the morning, in the evening she will be fucked in the ass by your neighbor, when he is done she will take his dick in her mouth and clean him off, then suck him till he comes again, those thoughts should be a comfort to you, good-by Carlos.” Hannah stayed and petted his brow until he lost consciousness and died. She placed his balls and cock in a little plastic bag. She would later add them to Jacob’s balls and scrotum, which she had kept as a memento of their love.

Vienna would be nice for a next stop. She cleaned up the room making sure there were no finger prints, packed her little tool bag and left, closing the door quietly so as not to disturb Carlos.

Vienna was wonderful, it had that Germanic flair, and Hannah didn’t even know she missed, she loved it. Maybe she would settle down her for a while, so she subleased an apartment for a year, in an older bohemian type neighborhood.

What better way to hide yourself than to become a mother. The orphanages were overflowing with refuges from the old Czech areas. She decided to adopt. The managers of the orphanages were so desperate that they would let a child go without an investigation. She searched and searched for she was looking for a particular type of boy. Finally she found what she was looking for: eleven years old undernourished, blonde hair blue eyes, slight build, the facial features were not German, but he was close enough.

Hannah paid an outrageous fee, and the boy was hers, all signed sealed and delivered.

A week of good food, heat and safety, and the boy began to relax a little. One day while cleaning Hanna noticed a strange odor coming from the boy’s room. Investigating she found spoiling food hidden away in various parts of the room. He was taking leftovers and hiding them. She called him in and showed him the spoiling food: “Dear this is totally unnecessary, but just to reassure you lets go shopping.” She took the young boy by the hand and they walked to the closest food store. There she got a basket and said to him: “Here are the rules, you have anything you want, as long as it will not spoil. Powdered milk is fine fresh milk is not, canned peaches are okay fresh peaches are not. Do you understand.?”

“Yes” he had thought she would be mad at his saving the food.

“Then lets shop.” Up and down the isles they went, he was a little reluctant at first but then as he saw that Hannah would not object to any item he picked out he went crazy. First one basket was filled, then a second, and finally a third. He seemed satisfied. Four hundred and fifty dollars worth of canned goods and packaged food had been chosen. Hannah paid for the groceries and arranged for delivery. They went home to wait, when the delivery man arrived Hannah directed him to the boys room with the load of groceries.

“There you never have to worry about being hungry again, you can sleep right next to all of that food.”

The boy looked at Hannah with something akin to worshipful adoration and began to cry, he had a home.

A week or two later Hannah began to question him about the orphanage experience and his life in Eastern Europe. She found he had been an orphan for five years, his parents missing or dead. Then a general tale of refugee camps, general statements of abuse, near starvation and finally the orphanage in Austria.

“You will have to tell me everything, and I will give you a new name, it was my grandfather name, from now on you shall be Werner.” He smiled at this. “Now tell me Werner, did anyone ever touch you in the camps, or molest you.”

“Yes, I was small and they used me for a girl.” Came Werner’s reply.

Hannah nodded to herself, she had been right. “How did this make you feel Werner.”

“I am ashamed because sometimes I enjoyed it.”

“How did they do this to you Werner?”

“The older boys would hold me down, and take off my trousers. Then they would stick their things in my butt, I couldn’t help it my thing would get hard and I would try to pee.”

“Don’t be ashamed Werner, it is who and what you are. Let me show you how love should be.” Hannah stood up taking Werner’s hand led him into the bathroom. There she had prepared an enema for him. She cleaned him out thoroughly his little dick stood out hard. Hannah reached down and petted the little hard on. “Here Werner stand on the commode for Hannah.”

Werner stood on the closed lid, Hannah took his little cock and his balls in her mouth and sucked him. Little Werner thought he would pass out from the pleasure.

“Oh Hannah I have to pee, take it out of your mouth.”

Hannah looked up: “Don’t be silly Werner you are coming, you are not going to pee.” Hannah continued to suck his little cock, until it shrunk, he was not yet old enough to come. Hannah then led him into the bedroom, still naked. She directed him to lay flat on his stomach atop a pillow.

“Now Werner I will show you my secret.” With that she undressed and showed Werner her cock, which was fully erect. “You have done this before, but never with someone that loves you, and I will make you into the sweetest little girl.” Hannah mounted his ass and made love to him. He hurt from the size of her dick, but would never have cried out since she was so gentle with him. Slowly she fucked him, it was like the first time for her again, the first time she had fucked someone, Werner’s little asshole felt so good and tight. Hannah rolled onto her back, and positioned Werner completely on her dick, this was so marvelous, he was small and fit over her dick so snugly.

Finally Hannah came, she rolled Werner over and kissed him deeply. “Werner can you keep this our secret?”

“Yes Hannah, I love you.”

“Do you really love me Werner?”

Yes, I’d do anything for you now.”

“Did you like me making love to you, fucking you sweet little ass?”

“Yes”

“Would you like to see what I taste like?”

“Yes”

“Oh Werner you are so sweet, here clean me off.” She held her dick up and Werner put his little head down and begin to lick and suck it. He was inexperienced but had potential. Hannah soon had another erection, she held his little head and fucked his face, and finally came in his mouth. “Werner swallow that like a good boy.” Werner was reluctant to get up he had so enjoyed the cock in his mouth.

“You are a little love Werner, how would you like to stay with me forever, and be my little sex toy, we could do this every night.”

“That would be wonderful Hannah.”

“We would have to get rid of these for you to really enjoy our life you would be a real little girl.” Hannah said as she fondled his little balls.

“Would it hurt.”

“Only for a little while Werner, then you would be free, and you could suck me and I could fuck you, and we would be part of one another forever.”

“Okay I guess.”

Hannah got up and got her garrote and some bandages. To her this was a practical solution, and since she wanted a little eunuch fuck toy, she would have it. She had a can of spray anesthesia, which she sprayed Werner’s balls with. Then she put a bandage over his mouth. “This may hurt a little Werner, and I don’t want you yelling and disturbing the neighbors.”

His balls were numb, but not that numb. Hannah put the loop of piano wire around his little scrotum and began to tighten it slowly, she could see his eyes bulge a little. Thinking better of it she removed the bandage from his mouth, and kissed him. She inserted her tongue and he responded to this with a small erection. Then Hannah slowly pulled the wooden handles feeling the exquisite pain in the little boy. She continued to kiss him as she increased the tension on the piano wire, it bit in and begin to cut the skin. This was too much for Hannah she now had another erection. Holding the painful tension on the wire, she rolled Werner onto his stomach and insert her dick in his ass. “Werner see I am inside you now, embrace the pain, it will make you mine forever. You love it don’t you the pain the dick in your ass, it is what you were made for. Soon you won’t have those terrible little things down there to get in the way of our pleasure.” Finally the tension was great enough, the wire slowly cut through the flesh blood vessels and tendons. Hannah made it last as long as possible. Finally his little sack was severed and it fell to the bed. Werner was castrated. He was Hannah’s little girl now. He screamed into the bed. Hannah continued to fuck him until he stopped screaming. She then dressed his wound carefully and picked up his little balls and scrotum to add to her collection.

“Werner that was so nice of you to give me your balls. Tomorrow you will become my daughter, you will wear perfume and dainty girls clothes. I will start you on hormones and you will grow little girlie breast, your body will be soft and you will never have to shave. Every night I will make love to your little body by fucking your ass, and when I am done you can suck on my cock. Won’t that be wonderful?”

“Yes Hannah, I love you.” Hannah hugged him close and crooned to him till his pain subsided and he feel asleep. She would love Werner too, until she tired of him. Where is the nearest river?

Werner healed slowly. It was a month before Hannah’s fucking became pain free. The wound from the wire was sloppy and healed badly, it would always be a painful area. Hannah decided that Werner should have another name change, something more feminine, so she chose Viola (feeola). Viola was taking the hormones at Hannah’s direction.

Hannah was delighted to see that she had removed Viola’s balls in time to stop any masculine traits from appearing. Viola stayed soft, his little body began to become round rather than angular, no body or facial hair appeared, his voice did not deepen. With out the testosterone from his balls his voice box couldn’t enlarge. They were preserved in Hannah’s closed along with the rest of her collection, too far away to do Viola any good. Growth stopped at about age 13 and 5’5”. Hannah sent him to an all girl’s school, and Viola passed quite easily. Little Viola was quite content, he was well feed, clothed; he loved the attention Hannah paid to his ass and mouth.

If you are wondering about ethics and morals here: Remember that these high ideas are for clean well fed people. If you are dirty, abused and starved these are unobtainable luxuries.

It was about two years later still in Vienna, they had to move when the lease ran out, and found another larger apartment. The new apartment was isolated, no nearby neighbors, one bedroom, what more did they need. Hannah would fuck Viola in the ass at bed time each night. Sometimes when Hannah was feeling really gently she would eat Viola’s little shrunken member, Viola had started to ejaculate a clear fluid that Hannah found particularly satisfying. Viola would suck Hannah’s dick, something the he loved to do, she loved the taste and smell of her.

The feeling began growing in Hannah, she tried to resist but it was too great. She lured a man to her apartment, no pillow this time she fed him a mild dose of choral hydrate, not enough to make lose conscientiousness, but to make him unable to defend himself. He came out of his trance tied in a spread eagle fashion, un-gagged, no one could hear him in this lonely section.

Then Hannah introduced Viola to the wonders of torture and castration of someone else.

Hannah demonstrated how the victim obtained an erection when nearly suffocated by a pillow. Hannah rode the first erection and shot all over the man’s face and chest. After he recovered sufficiently for his breathing to return to normal, she again held the pillow to his head until he passed out and obtained another erection. Hannah then instructed Viola to ride the man which he did.

“Isn’t that really a wonderful feeling Viola.”

“Yes, Hannah it makes me want to come and pee all at the same time.”

“Oh that’s so nice, I want you to experience the ultimate feeling now, you stay on his dick and I will castrate him, it is the best you will ever feel.” Hannah got her little wire tool made the necessary loop and placed it around the mans scrotum and tightened. Up to this point the man had thought it was just a painful game, now as the wire tightened he began to panic and started to scream. “Scream all you want, no one will hear you, once I have made you into a woman, I will fuck your ass.”

Hannah took her time, about 20 minutes slowly tightening the wire noose. Little drops of blood formed along the wire as it bite into the mans skin. Soon there was enough tension to have cut off all the skin, Hannah reached down and removed the skin, the balls were hanging by the blood vessels and tendons. “See Viola isn’t that nice, soon he will be just like you. Are you enjoying the fucking he is giving you.”

“Oh yes Hannah, it is wonderful.”

“Just think this is the last time he will ever have an erection, your ass will be the memory he takes to the grave with him.” Some new level of perverseness kicked in at this point. Hannah bent down, sucked the mans balls into her mouth and bit them off. She sat up grinning, blood running from the corners of her mouth, and spat them out.

“My wonderful young man, or should I say new young woman, I am about to fuck you.” Hannah was erect and ready, with Viola still on the mans dick and through the bloody mess that had been his scrotum, she inserted her dick in his ass and fucked him. He arched in pain, rolled back and forth and screamed until he was horse. It did him no good.

Finally sated Hannah withdrew. Looking at Viola she said: “Would you like the honor if completing tonight’s work?”

“What should I do Hannah.”

“We cannot leave him alive he might tell on us, so we must kill him. He has screamed so loud and has been such a baby about the whole thing that we should punish him by making his death painful and degrading. Here take this” Hannah handed Viola the garrote, and showed him how to make a loop. “Put the loop around his the base of his cock and pull tight, be warned there will be blood and he will start screaming again.”

Viola did as he was told, being inexperience the loop slipped off the first time, so Hannah re looped the wire, and Viola tried again, she didn’t get it to the base this time, and merely severed the head. The scream was incredible. Blood everywhere, Viola became so excited by the sights and sound she lost control of his bladder.

It took about five minutes for the young man to expire. Hannah had the foresight to cover the bed with a heavy plastic sheet. They wrapped the body carefully, taped the plastic shut and were able to get the corpse to the river. Another package of fish food from Hannah.

Hannah realized that to continue this activity in Vienna would be to invite suspicion and possible discovery. From her experience in Brazil she knew that one isolated death would go unnoticed but if there were a pattern the authorities would catch on.

Hannah was surprised one day when Viola came to her and asked: “The next time we do that with a man can I castrate him, I want to see what it feels like to pull the wire tight and see the balls fall off.”

“Of course you can dear, I am getting a little nervous myself, lets take a trip to Berlin and see what we can find.”

So they traveled to Berlin, found a little old fashioned motel to stay in, what Americans call a tourist-court. Each room a separate little building. This was necessary due to noise their guest would make.

They went to a beer hall as mother and daughter. True to form they found several potential admirers. Hannah let Viola decide which one to invite back to their room. To someone a little kinky the invitation of a mother offering to fuck you while her daughter sat on your face was too much to refuse.

In the room the drink before made the man woozy and cooperative, they removed his clothes, tied him to the bed and gagged him. They prepared themselves with an enema, while they waited for their guest to recover.

“Let’s surprise him Viola, I’ get on his dick and you put your little one in his mouth, and see if he will eat you. After I come you can grab the wire and pop his balls off, try to be neat.” The man came to with Viola trying to fuck his mouth, and Hannah mounted on his dick. “Well glad to see you are back, if you suck Viola nicely we won’t hurt you.” The man had the confused look of someone who is not sure if he is awake or is having a bad dream.

What would be different this time would be Hannah’s position she would be staring right into the man’s eyes, as Viola removed his balls, she would see the depths of pain as his most precious possession were gone. The man refused to suck Viola, shaking his head from side to side.

“Come to Hannah, I will take care of you.” Viola stood and turned straddling the mans body and placed her little dick in Hannah’s mouth. Hannah sucked Viola, as she rode the man’s cock. Like all the, others the man’s dick was on auto-pilot and in spite of the fear he ejaculated in to Hannah’s ass, she masturbated until she was ready to come, then dismounted and move forward so she could come on his face. “You should have sucked Viola’s dick for her, she has no balls and only has a clear very tasty fluid. You would have enjoyed it greatly. Now we have to make you a woman. Viola do it slowly and only cut the sack off the first time.” Hannah continue sitting on the man’s chest, as Viola fumbled with the wire.

Finally Viola got a small loop, placed it over the mans balls and begin to tighten it around the sack.

“You know what we are doing to you, we are emasculating you, you will be a little girl from now on, won’t that be wonderful?” asked Hannah.

The man shook his head from side to side, “Noooo” he screamed. Hannah though it best to gag him at this point.

“Viola dear do you need any help?”

“No, he is starting to bleed a little.”

“That’s fine, just a little more tension and then his sack will fall off. Do you want to finish his balls with the wire or try biting them off?”

“I’ll use the wire, I want to see his face as the fall off.” Viola slowly increase the pressure, then man bucked and moved almost displacing Hannah from his chest. Finally the sack was cut free, Viola reached down and removed it. The blood balls hung there so pathetically, Viola felt a little sorrow for the loss of her own balls, then she look up at the man and jerked on the handles. A much as Viola was able she came when she saw that expression. All the years of starvation, deprivation and fear, she had power now.

Now the aggressor Viola said: “Hannah fuck him in the ass, when you come I will cut his dick off. I did that awfully well don’t you think?’

“Yes Viola, the pain in his face was beautiful, we have another set for out collection.” With that she positioned herself between the man’s legs and commenced to fuck him. Compared to castration this was not painful just a profound indignity. He hadn’t heard or understood the conversation about his dick. But when he saw Viola carefully looping the wire over the base of his member as Hannah fucked him, he lost all hope.

Hannah wanted it to last and last. “Viola tighten it just enough to break the skin.” The man arched into the air. “Remove it dear.” Viola jerked on the wooden handles the man’s dick fell to the bed.

Unfortunately they had picked a man with an undiagnosed heart ailment; the pain was too much for his heart, his heart exploded from the pain. No time to talk or comfort him.

“Viola that was one of the best. You are getting so good.” Hannah pulled Viola to her and kissed her. Then Hannah laid Viola down on the corpse and proceed to fuck her little ass. They had such a wonderful time, it was rewarding for Hannah to see what she had created.

The problem with being a sadist, is getting new thrills, soon the same old boring routine becomes less interesting. Hannah was feeling this way about the men she raped, castrated and killed. At least there were none left alive to tell a tale. She had always thought that was why the Marquise de Sade spent so much time in prison, he left his tortured subjects alive.

One evening while having nothing better to do she watched a special on one of the Vienna educational channels. It was about female mutilation, and wonder of wonders female castration. Certain tribes would have the girls clitoris removed before puberty to insure they would not enjoy sex, others did it so there woman would not be stolen. A whole new vista opened up to Hannah.

As with most transsexuals she had intercourse with woman in the past. Some women were fascinated by transsexuals and the mixture of feminine traits with a penis. Hannah preferred the muscles of the sphincter, to the soft mouth of the vagina. Now she had a mission. A prostitute would be best, but she dismissed this as the risk of disease was too great. She decided to use the same approach as with men. She would go to a lesbian bar, with Viola, what dyke would refuse a mother daughter combination.

She discussed this with Viola, the question of how came up. Hannah explained about the clitoris. They would of course have to kill the girl afterwards, that way they could use the apartment. Hannah felt it was safe since it had been a year since she had dumped the man’s body in the Danube.

On Friday next off they went to a lesbian bar. Not a low down place, but somewhat upper class place, where dykes and bisexual woman could meet. Hannah sat with a beer, and Viola had a near beer, it didn’t take long for word to spread of fresh meat. Hannah was very candid about her wants, she wanted a girl with a big clitoris, and would share herself and daughter with the winner. Hannah and Viola finally settle on a lesbian from Paris, they left about 11 PM and headed back to the apartment.

The procedure was pretty much the same. Once in the apartment a beer with a little something extra, made the little lesbian more than co-operative. They stripped her and tied her to the bed. Viola was fascinated; it was the first look at a real naked woman. It was a careful and through examine, touching inserting fingers, smelling and tasting.

“Viola, I know what will wake her up faster.” Hannah place a pillow over the girls face, with the air supply cut off the body moved violently. Hannah removed the pillow to see the girl staring at her wide eyed with fright. “Oh don’t be frightened dear, we are just having a little fun with you. See my surprise.” Hannah showed herself with a fine erection. “Viola show her.”

Viola exposed her genitalia.

“If you suck Viola very nicely, we won’t hurt you, she has no balls.” Hannah lied. The girls eyes looked wildly around the room. “Viola put you dick in her mouth see if she will co-operate.”

The lesbian not imbued with macho ideas started to suck little Viola’s cock as asked. Viola knew here was someone with a really talented mouth, the feeling made Viola’s little knees weak.

Meanwhile at the other end, Hannah was preparing to relieve herself of the pre castration hard on she had. “Dear lady, since you are a confessed lesbian, I won’t dirty you cunt with my cock. But I will take your ass.” Hannah insinuated herself into the lesbians rectum and begin to fuck.

Viola had a rare climax and shot a tablespoon of clear fluid into the lesbian’s mouth. “Swallow Viola for us, she has no sperm” said Hannah as she continued to fuck.

It took Viola a couple of minutes to recover, once she look sufficiently prepared Hannah said: “Gag her and get the wire, this will take both of us.” The lesbian panicked, she lost control of her bladder and emptied it onto Hannah’s dick, her bowels turned to water, and she would have shat herself except for Hannah’s dick acting as a plug. She had no idea what was going to happen next, but she was convinced she wouldn’t like it.

Viola returned with the garrote and handed it to Hannah, who stopped fucking, but left her dick in the lesbians asshole.

“This is tricky Viola, in Africa they remove the clitoris by cutting it out.” The lesbian’s eyes bulged and her blood pressure went through the roof. “I have not read where any of the tribes did this with a wire, as we castrate the men.”

The lesbian bucked trying to get off the bed and away from these two monsters.

“Careful dear, we castrate men all the time, and are quite good at it. You have the honor of being the first woman we have castrated, if that is the proper term. If you thrash around it will be just that much more painful for you.” This statement did not really reassure the lesbian all that much, she continued to thrash.

“I think if I make a loop, you reach through the loop Viola and pull the clitoris out from her body then I will close the loop and we can remove it. I want to have my dick in her ass when it comes off to see what it feels like in a woman.” In their first attempt the wire slipped off. They were persistent and on the second attempt were able to capture the slippery little organ in the piano wire.

“Sweet lady, have you ever discussed cutting a man’s dick or balls off as punishment?” Hannah asked.

The lesbian shook her head in a negative manner.

“You are a liar aren’t you?” Said Hannah as she tightened the wire until the pain was so intense the lesbian almost passed out.

The lesbian shook her head positively now.

“Well I see you can tell the truth when you have the proper encouragement. Here is what you wanted to do to the men feels like.” Hannah slowly tightened the wire, Viola stared at the lesbians face, enjoying the look of panic and pain. Small droplets of blood leaked out around the wire, as it rendered flesh from the body, and it was done the clitoris fell onto Hannah’s dick. The lesbian arched and moved frantically to get away from the intense pain in her cunt, but it remained.

“Well Viola, that was interesting don’t you think. Did you want to taste her cunt, before we kill her.” Viola nodded, Hannah dismounted and moved, taking the little piece of prized flesh with her. Viola ignored the blood, the piss, and began to lick and suck the lesbian’s cunt.

“Viola, we have no way to make her bleed out like the men, when we cut off their cocks. I will smoother her, you go ahead and eat her, see what she is like as she dies.” Hannah grabbed a pillow leaned over and kissed the lesbian on the cheek. “Good-by little one, the pain will soon be over. I know you have had a lot of these in your mouth before, I thought you might like to taste your own before you die.” Hannah put the severed clitoris in the lesbians mouth, then quickly covered her face with the pillow and held it in place until the lesbian was dead.

The Danube had another piece of fish food.

Five years past, the collection grew, Hannah and Viola traveled Europe’s major cities one body per city, then home to Vienna.

Viola had become as warped as Hannah. On Viola’s 18th birthday, Hannah made the little gelding co owner of the vast estate in both Europe and Brazil and presented her with her very own garrote. Hannah’s parents had died leaving her almost wealthy when added to what she had taken from her grandfather. Hannah with care would never have to work and could afford to lead a semi luxurious life. The necessity of traveling back to Brazil to handle her affairs became apparent. They closed the Vienna apartment for good, and traveled to her grandfather home in Sao Paolo.

It was Viola’s first visit to the new world. She loved the tropics, got sunburned and wanted to go to the beach.

Hannah decided that her grandfather’s house suited them best; she disposed of her parents home and banked the money. Viola was traveling as Hannah’s daughter, and was quickly accepted in the neighborhood. No one was around that remembered that Werner had a grandson, not a granddaughter.

Things seemed to be shaping up nicely; Hannah was making plans for side trips to Columbia, Bolivia etc for little male and female gelding parties. What fun to go to the horse country and emasculate a horse owner who had cut the balls of many stallions This thought was very amusing to her.

This was not to be. On a pleasant Sunday morning Hannah awoke to find she was tied to the bed. She had taught Viola very well so she knew there was no point in struggling.

“Good morning Hannah” said Viola, “I have decided it is time for you to join me as a castrati.”

“How sweet of you dear, do you plan to kill me afterwards.”

“No, I love you Hannah, you saved me, but your balls must go, you must be like me now.” Viola produced the piano wire garrote. “I know how much you love this so I will make it as painful for you as possible, later when we castrate the next man or woman you will know what they are feeling, just as I do.”

Viola had prepared carefully she brought out a surgeons scalpel and cut Hannah’s bedclothes off.

“Viola love, I have to use the necessary room, before your start.”

“Yes Hannah, I’ll take care of that.” Said Viola, She produced a catheter, inserted into Hannah’s penis, and drained her bladder into the attached plastic bag. Then she produced a bedpan and a full enema bag, placing the bedpan under Hannah, Viola inserted the nozzle of the enema bag, and let the fluid flow.

“Your not going to use a dildo on me are you.?”

“Of course not, I know how you hate those things. But I have prepared a very intense ceremony for your castration, and we wouldn’t want any little accidents to spoil your pleasure.” Three times Viola filled Hannah, massaging the lower stomach to make sure Hannah was completely empty.

True to her word Viola made it last and last and last. She did not encircle the entire scrotum with the loop, rather just one ball. She slowly tightened the wire noose for a half hour, before the skin was cut off. Hannah rolled, arched and shivered, but she didn’t scream. Viola removed the severed skin, and there lay exposed to the air one of Hannah’s gonads. Viola bent down sucked the bloody ball into her mouth and held it for a moment or two and then bit it completely off. Hannah screamed this time.

“Your right Hannah, it is so much more pleasurable when you bite them off.” Viola said through bloody lips. Then she went to work on the other half of the scrotum. This time she was able to keep the pressure very painful for forty-five minutes before the skin was severed. As before she took the bloody ball in her mouth and sucked it. No surprise to either of them Hannah got an erection. Viola let loose of the ball and began to suck Hannah’s dick. Through the incredible fog of pain Hannah responded and fucked Viola’s mouth as she was sucked.

Viola’s little hands were busy as she blew Hannah. This had to be perfect. She looped the wire in preparation when the first drop of Hannah’s come hit her tongue, she snapped the wire tight and the remaining ball came free. Hannah sounded like a fire engine but she did not scream, it was the best ejaculation of her life even her sinus cavities drained.

By castrating Hannah one ball at a time there was still flesh left in the center. Viola made another loop gathered this skin up pulled the wire tight, then jerked the handles hard to cut off the ragged skin. “There Hannah, you are all done nice and neat, you will be so happy now, as you said, you never should have had them in the first place.”

The pain did not subside quickly. Viola picked up the balls and the flesh and held it out for Hannah to see. “You can put these in the jar with mine, that way they will always be together. Now kiss my scar.” Viola mounted Hannah’s face, and Hannah made love with her mouth to the place where she had removed Viola’s balls. After a few minutes Viola’s tiny dick got as hard as it could and she shot out her tablespoon of white fluid.

“You really are as great a monster as your grandfather aren’t you Hannah?”

“Yes, you lied to me to keep me quiet, your going to kill me now.”

“Yes, but I will stay right with you until the end and hold your hand as you cross over. I will make it so exquisitely painful for you. You will welcome death and wish the end to come, but it won’t it will get even worse. You will love the ending, I know you will. Stick out your tongue for me.” Viola commanded. Hannah did as she was told and stuck her tongue out. Viola grabbed the tongue with a piece of gauze in a loop and pulled the tongue out beyond the point of pain. She then transferred the gauze to her teeth where she held the tension. With her hands now free she picked up the garrote and severed Hannah’s tongue deep into the mouth. Viola was surprised that the tongue had less resistance than a scrotum had. “No need for a gag now Hannah.” Hanna just gurgled.

Viola lay down beside Hannah on the bed, and began to kiss her next, her other hand was busy in Hannah’s groin. With her fingers she explored the area where the balls had been, and finally found what she was looking for the tubes down which the testicles descend. She inserted two fingers in as far as they would go, and worked them around. Hannah arched her back and sprayed blood into the air from her mouth as she tried to scream. This went on for an hour, Viola working her little fingers back and forth in the open wound exploring all the different channels with her fingers. Viola begin to see the pain taking effect on Hannah, she was aging and weakening.

“I think” said Viola “that it is time, you cannot stand too much more of this pleasure can you dear?” Hannah shook her head weakly. Viola reached to Hannah’ face with one hand, and with the hand held tight over the mouth. Hannah bucked as she was simultaneously drowning on her own blood and choking. True to form though she got a new erection.

Viola looped the garrote around the base of Hannah’s erect cock, then mounted the cock and sat down to completely engulf it in her ass.

“This is good-by Hannah, when you meet your grandfather and the devil in hell, tell them how I have punished you today.”

Hannah looked at Viola with tear-filled eyes pleading to be set free, Viola had made it last ten hours. “This is the last time you will ever come through your dick Hannah, try to enjoy it. I am sending you away as you should have been born, with no dick and no balls.”

Viola rode the cock until her sensitive little ass felt spasms, then she pulled tight on the handles of the garrote, severing the cock from Hannah’s body but still lodged in her ass. Viola looked down at the bloody stump to see the come mixed with blood shoot out onto Hannah’s stomach. She leaned over and with one hand pinched Hannah’s nose shut, then proceeded to cover Hannah’s mouth with her own. She was suffocating Hannah with her last kiss. Hannah was so weakened by the days activities, she was gone in less than minute.

In case you feel safe now that you know Hannah is dead, remember Viola is still out there.

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