A wedding present causes a bride to discover a little known part of her personality: the joy of administering wicked genital torture and extended deprivation to an hooded and bound victim locked inside a box. Extreme CBT, medical, electric shock, ball puncturing and injections of toiletries, extreme isolation/bondage.
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(This is a story loosely based on a concept by a different author in the Eunuch Archives (“the Birthday Box”). I admittedly borrowed the visual of a bound, gagged and anonymous captive victim enclosed in a box for the purpose of amusing and entertaining women, by being genitally tortured. However, an adult woman commands this scenario. I hope the original author realizes my appreciation for the plight of the victim in his story. The Wedding Box Part I A story by bladderboy Elaine and Edward arrived back at their bridal suite early from the shopping they had done. It was the second day of their honeymoon and they were breathless with passion for each other. Edward was gratified to be her guide to a world of experiences that she was just becoming aware of. It seemed to him that she must have lived a rather sheltered life before their romance. She had been so innocent in their lovemaking, but she had passion to make up for it. He thought she might benefit enormously from a practice he had only heard about. He had asked his parents to arrange a very special surprise for her. They had conspired with Edward before the wedding in planning the treat. These days it was particularly difficult to find people who could accomplish it. But they lived in a large city and there were always people who could get things done for the right price. Edward had the chauffeur pick them up after making purchases at the Neiman-Marcus Cosmetics counter. Elaine was surprised that Edward had shown so much interest in the perfumes, lotions, and other beauty products that they had picked out. He hinted that there might be an ulterior motive in the purchases. She had no idea what he had in mind, but they had shared so much sex that she knew it had something to do with their love life and she couldn’t wait to find out. As they burst into the suite with their packages, she immediately saw the unusual gift box in the middle of the room. It was made of wood, cleverly assembled and finished with fantastic painted images in bright colors. It was festively wrapped in gay ribbons and had little hinged doors with built-in sliding peek holes in several places. Looking oddly like a very tall dollhouse, it was about 6 feet tall and nearly 20” square. It stood on a little furniture dolly and Edward suggested they roll it into their ‘Love-Nest’ before proceeding. “What do we do with it?” Elaine asked with wonder. “You’ll soon see, my Love!” he laughed. “Be sure to bring all the things we bought today with you when you come in.” She loaded up her arms with the packages as Edward rolled the heavy and slightly unsteady box over to her dressing table. A heavy steel ring was attached to the top of the box and Edward pulled a thick sash down from a device Elaine had wondered about in the ceiling. She thought that it might have possibilities for their love-play. Well, close enough. It was connected to an electric winch. He clipped a hook at the end of the sash into the ring and pushed a button, which began to slowly lift the box off the dolly. He suspended it about a foot off the floor before rolling the dolly away. Elaine came over to get a closer look. “What are these little doors for, Ed?” Edward opened two that were level with his face. “Oh My God!!!” Elaine gasped. “Look at the nipples! There’s a man inside!” “Yes. But we needn’t worry about who he is or even what he looks like. We do not need concern ourselves about his identity or welfare. In fact, there is no ‘his’ involved. ‘It’ is a device, only. This is a ‘Wedding Box’ and it is yours to play with as long as we have the suite. Have you ever heard of one?” “Yes, I think so. Some guy is given immunity from his debts if he allows an agent to sell him to the highest bidder for the purpose of sexual torture. He gives up all personal rights during the extent of his service. But wasn’t it made illegal?” She was already very interested in the man’s body held captive within. . “Lots of things are illegal but people do them anyway. Besides, he freely gave up his freedom for a time and why should we worry about it. He is gagged and trussed up like a mummy. His arms are suspended behind him and his legs straddle a pole, so he can’t slump, fall or really move in any way. We shouldn’t hear much of any sound he might make. We aren’t allowed to kill him or permanently injure him other than possibly deprive him of his genitals after we’re through with them. A tube with water and nutrients runs through his ball gag and an inflatable butt plug prevents any waste from spoiling things. If we want, we can start an automatic colonic that will flush out anything in his intestines. So it is really self-contained for quite a few days at least. I did hear that when their service contract is satisfied, they are taken to a medical facility to mend, before being released. They are never given any information on who they were given to during their service. Look, there is a door that opens to his genitals, his mouth, his tits, and his ass. There is an electrical shock device installed with the rheostats over here and wire leads that we can connect anywhere on his body. I thought you might want to begin administering some of the cosmetics you purchased today into his urethral canal using one of the catheters they provided in this box of extra supplies and toys. ” “Open up the door to his cock and balls!” she giggled. “I want to see what kind of equipment he has made available for us.” As they prepared to have some fun, not one sound or movement came from the hapless victim inside the box. But when the door was opened that exposed his cock and balls, the flaccid penis was starting to bob up and down as blood flowed into it. Noticing its state of arousal, Elaine grabbed it with her sharp fingernails scratching the crown. “He’s so smooth! There’s no body hair! He must have been shaved just before he was locked inside. I can’t wait to begin. But I think I would like to start gently with him. Show him there’s nothing to fear from us. Let’s see, which box had that Rouge-Virtual. And, oh yeah, the mascara, too. Here it is, Mabelline Mascara. OK, I’ll clean out and color his hole with the Rouge-Virtual. Mmmm. That must feel good to him. Look at his cock pulsating. It’s like I’m fucking his hole! Next, I think it needs something a little stiffer to get that hole really clean. Maybe if I touched it up with a bit of the mascara. Oooo, I think that smarts a bit. Brush a little stiff and bristly in there? Ahhhhh, now it looks much better. Oh, there’s blood on the mascara brush. I guess his urethral lining is pretty thin. What’s next? Oh yeah, the catheters. Wow, Ed, is it possible to ram one of these hoses down his love pipe? It’s as thick as my finger!” She was already opening up the package and pulling out a 28f Foley catheter with shaky fingers. “Why don’t you see if it fits, honey? You can lubricate it with some lotion or Noxzema. I’ll bet that Vicks Vapo-Rub would make him squirm!” “Oh Yeah!” Elaine laughed. She got the Vicks and a container of Noxzema out of the bath. She opened the Vicks and dipped the tip of the huge catheter into the gel, then into the Noxzema and began pushing the blunt tip into the meatus. It started but then refused to go in. See, I thought the catheter was too big! What if I opened just the outer opening of his hole a little? Don’t we have a scalpel in the surgical supplies they provided?” Edward handed a shiny new scalpel to her with a smile,” You get to draw first blood, honey!” “Well, I feel like I’m doing him a service by opening up such a small hole. And it will seem like such a little thing to him once I really get into all the fun I plan to have with him.” She gently inserted the point of the scalpel into his hole. The Vicks lubricated the blade so that it slid in without any friction. Then she slowly drew it out, letting the razor edge slice into the tender flesh of the meatus. The cock muscles instinctively pulled back but she had a tight grip on it and it just helped the cut open up. Blood immediately began pouring out the new slit opening. “Oops! A little mess here. Oh well, the maid can clean it up in the morning. Maybe she would like to play with the box while we’re out tomorrow?” Quickly, she set the scalpel down and pushed the catheter back into the larger hole. The slightest flinch came from the box, as the huge tube relentlessly ripped the cut opening wide enough to accept its entry into the main urethra. She continued to force it down the entire length of the victim’s urethra. It reached a stricture and seemed to stop. “It’s up against his sphincter. Going to be a bit forceful, here!” She said to herself. She rotated the tube while continuing to push hard on it. The victims ab muscles contracted smartly as the tip finally won through into the bladder and a small amount of frothy and bloody urine streamed out of one of the open ends of the tube. “Whoops! I forgot about that. More for the maid to clean, tomorrow. Won’t she be fond of him for this? I guess that cloudy stuff is the Vicks and Noxzema in his urine. Did you hear him make a noise when I pushed past into his bladder?” Elaine asked with a laugh. “I thought I heard a little squeak when you pushed it in, but he’s quiet now. Except for the shivering. He must be cold. I think I’ll warm him up some.” “You’re so thoughtful, dear Ed” Edward got a basting brush from the kitchen and dipped it into the Vicks. He started to brush the strong smelling gel onto the area around the base of the cock and all over the balls. Almost immediately, the victim was trying to shift and squirm about in response to the growing burning sensation. Then he got out some long corsage pins that Elaine had used on her wedding dress. He lit a candle and held one over the flame until it was bright red. As Elaine held her gloved hand around the rim of the cock head, he pushed the red-hot needle into the corona flesh about an inch. “Now THAT’s getting a reaction! I’ll bet that Vicks feels like battery acid on his balls! I wonder which he likes the best, the Vapo-rub or the red-hot pokers? Did you see him flinch?” “Yes, and I heard a distinct little sound coming from his throat. I guess he is thanking you for warming him up some. Let me try that!” She took more of the corsage pins and heated them one by one to red- hot before plunging them into the shiny crown. Each one hissed as it entered and a slight smell of burned flesh was noticeable. After 6 pins were stuck deep into the penis head, she opened one of the boxes. “Whew! The odor of burned genitals is a little strong. I would rather smell a nice, sexy perfume. Maybe this Rapture from Victoria’s Secret will take the edge off the burning smell.” She sprayed some of the perfume onto the dick head. As the fragrance pervaded the scene, she thought about the catheter. “How about some Rapture up in his little bladder and dick hole? I would need something to pump it in and hold it there. You know, create some pressure in there.” Edward pulled out a 50cc syringe. “This should do the trick! Just spray some inside the open syringe while the tip is inserted into the catheter opening. Then push the plunger to force it. I’m glad he’s the one receiving this treatment. I can’t imagine how that would feel going up inside you. It must burn like hell!” Elaine squirted about 2cc of the yellow perfume into the syringe, replaced the plunger and slowly forced it into the catheter. As she watched the fluid being pushed down the catheter, the victim’s body stiffened and strained with effort. “Well, that is having an obvious effect on him! Look at him squirm! I’ll bet he really likes it! Let’s push something else up in there. This is FUN!” She began to open other boxes of perfumes and other cosmetics. There were perfumed body lotions, nail polish, and lots of different perfumes. “Edward honey, I’m curious. What gave you the idea to torture him with perfumes? It just seems so unusual.” “Well, you know I have a sexual fetish about fragrances. But I guess I’m interested in how it would be a vehicle of torment to a victim. You know, the contrast between a heavenly aroma and a hellish pain! And they are so female, so Yin. The terror comes from the dichotomy. A beautiful woman using her magical feminine potions to subdue and emasculate the male. Bringing him under her control without brute force, just torment. The cosmetics seem so innocent and seductive. And yet…..Look what they are capable of. Just like a woman! If I weren’t so afraid of what they would do, I could almost put myself in his situation. But I would much rather watch him suffer than find out how it really feels to have it done to me. It is a vicarious way of fulfilling my fantasy with the pain!” Edward was obviously nervous talking about this subject. He fidgeted with noticeable stress. “Well, you just watch his suffering all you like, although it’s difficult to see any outward signs of his pain. I kind of like that, though. I don’t have to worry so much if I’m going too far with him. He’s all hidden away in there and his facial expressions or cries can’t distract me. Because I intend to transport him through unbelievable levels of agony. Like pumping more perfume into him. I think I’ll try this Escada Perfume by Margaretha Ley. She fastened a little clamp over the tubing and removed the syringe. This time she loaded it with 5cc perfume from the Escada bottle. Replacing the syringe, she had to push hard to force the volatile liquid all the way in. A sheen of moisture glistened on his stomach. “Wow, the pressure’s really building up in there. I wonder if I could explode his bladder by accident? I wouldn’t want that to happen. I couldn’t have any more fun with it.” “I almost forgot! We haven’t used any electricity on him yet! I’ll shock him some first, then get back to the cosmetics!” She started to connect tiny coiled wires to a series of leads coming out of a transformer with a switch and a dial rheostat. Elaine found a thin wire that had a smooth, rounded tip that she fed through the catheter until it came out through the tip and into the victim’s bladder. Some of the fluid leaked back out before she closed the clamp back over the wire. To the other end, she connected a wire coming from one of the leads with an alligator clip. “Can you imagine how wild this will feel when we light up his insides? What if we installed another wire running into his ass? You know, get it real close to his prostate gland. Can you manage that, honey?” she joked with a wicked smile. “Uh, hey! The inflatable butt plug has an electrode coming out the tip. And,” He opened the door accessing the rear of the victim. “Sure enough! Here is a connector in the butt plug. I’ll just pump up the plug a bit,” he began to squeeze the rubber bulb provided until another series of strains and rather obvious distress was noticeable from the victim, but still no real noise. “Ah, that should make a nice snug fit! Nothing can leak out of that hole! Now I’ll connect this wire to the electrode and then when you start the current, the two poles should arc towards each other very near his prostate.” (continued in Part II)