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Weenie Roast
I went over to my friend Stella’s house to have a nice evening of fun. When I got there she was sitting naked in her favorite chair as she always was. I removed all my clothing and set down and we started talking about this and that when she said she had a new toy and ask if I would like to see it. I said sure and we got up and went down to the basement to see the box she had just acquired. It was about 3 feet wide and 4 feet long and on the front side it had two boards each with a half circle in them so when put together it made a full circle. It also had a upright with a steel guillotine blade in it. The lid had a heavy glass panel in it so the victim could see what was happening. It had a stove pipe on the far end running up to the chimney where the old wood stove used to be. . I ask her what it was for and she told me it was her weenie roaster. She said she could strap a man in the box and pull his penis to its full length and build a fire under it and let it burn the full length of his penis and testicles until the fire reached the trip cord and burned through it to release the blade and remove his genitals. I said wow! Who would want to do that? And she said there are a lot of people who are into that sort of thing.
After a good evening of fun I went home without thinking any more about the weenie roaster. But in the days to come I would think a lot about the thing. It was in my mind almost all the time and the more I thought about it the more I wanted to try it out. I went back to Stella’s a week or so later and told her I could not stop thinking about her new toy. She laughed and said she knew I would be back to try it for the first time. We set around in the nude and talked about it for a long time and I think I was trying to build up courage to go through with it. After a while she said out of the clear blue sky are you ready? It took me by surprise and with out thinking I said yes. We went down to the basement and as we approached the weenie roaster I felt my penis getting very hard. She had it all set up for the occasion with small pieces of wood spread full length under where my penis and testacies will be. The lid was open and the top board with the half circle in it was leaning against the leg of the box. The guillotine was raised to the top of the upright with the trip cord running just under where my testicles will be. I seen the pile of wood extended about two feet beyond where the head of my penis will be. Stella told that was so I would have a long time to watch the fire burn closer and anticipate what it will feel like when it starts to burn my penis head. I said thanks a lot. I was very hard by now so I said lets get on with it. She stood me at the end of the box and put my gentles over the half circle in the bottom board and put the top board down over them and pined in place. She then pulled a seat belt around my ass and latched it in place tight enough that I could not move back at all. She told me that the only thing that would release the latch was the guillotine when it was about two inches below the hole my penis and testacies was locked in. She then picked up a large fish hook on the end of a small wire I had not noticed before, and inserted in my urethral tube and up through the top of the head of my penis. She then put the wire through a ring on the far end of the box and pulled it tight. I hurt quite a bit when she impelled my penis head and pulled it tight but the pain was subsiding now. She told me that after the fire started burning my penis it was sure to go soft and the wire wound at least keep it stretched out to full length. I was having second thoughts about this whole thing but was determined to go through with it. She the smiled at me and said here we go and lit the fire and closed and locked the lid so I would have no way to stop what happening. I saw that she had installed two handles for me to strain against when the fire started burning me. How thoughtful. The fire was moving toward my penis slower than I had thought it would and it seemed to take a long time to burn the first six inches. This was going to be a lot worse than I had imaged it would be. After a while I could feel a little heat from the fire as it got closer. The closest flame was kind of dancing back and forth as it got closer and licked the head and then flicked away. When it did that I flinched a bit but I loved it very much. This was getting very exciting and I could hardly wait for the fire to engulf my penis or so I thought. The next time it danced in it did not go away and continued burning up the head. I grabbed the two handles and strained as hard as I could against the pain. It was very rapidly becoming unbearable and I tried every thing I could to get away from it at no avail. The fire was completely consuming the head and was about two inches up the shaft. At this time I let out the first of many screams. It probably wasn’t very long but it seemed like hours for it to reach me testacies and when it did there was a new height to the pain. After another long time I heard the guillotine hit the bottom of the box and the pain instantly stopped. I staggered back a few steps and the searing pain of having my penis and testicles sheared off hit me. I fell down and begin rolling around on the floor in pain and spreading blood every where. Stella ran over to me with a red hot piece of metal and cauterized the wound. I woke up in Stella’s bed later with a bandage over the wound and Stella told me how much she enjoyed the weenie roast and that she had frozen my penis and testacies separately and we could thaw them out later and have a nice meal.
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