The thrilling finale of a new Serena and Alice story (this third chunk obviously starts with part 4, because, because…errr…because that’s how we do things around here).
This part of the story gets very heavy indeed, with scenes of torture, non-consensual physical harm and even death done to (supposedly) humorous effect. Seriously, this bit gets quite squicky. If you don’t like that, that’s absolutely fine, and you don’t have to read it. It’s also a love story.
The story so far: Alice is visiting her friend Serena, who is a real scientist! Read all about it here. And here!
Serena and Alice: Something for the boys 3/3
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| Ready to do some science? |
Part 4 – in which we
nearly reach the end
nearly reach the end
After Serena, Alice and Colin had all finished their orgasms
– the ladies first, but then Alice managed another by giving her former
schoolmate a good ball-kicking, once the agonies of his half-hour orgasm had
ceased – the ladies had tea brought in, and Colin dragged out.
– the ladies first, but then Alice managed another by giving her former
schoolmate a good ball-kicking, once the agonies of his half-hour orgasm had
ceased – the ladies had tea brought in, and Colin dragged out.
“Funny Colin” Alice murmured in happy memory. Colin was the class clown, always ready with
a joke to defuse tension and make everyone laugh. Once he’d managed to cheer her up, after her
pet rabbit had died. It had been lovely
to see him again, she thought, still tingling at the memory of his desperate
shrieks for mercy as she’d kicked at his poor, drained testicles. Perhaps Serena would let her have him – she
made a mental note to ask quickly, while he still survived. Too often she’d noticed men she fancied in
Serena’s establishment, and asked about them a few days later, only to be
greeted with the familiar little smile and shake of the head.
a joke to defuse tension and make everyone laugh. Once he’d managed to cheer her up, after her
pet rabbit had died. It had been lovely
to see him again, she thought, still tingling at the memory of his desperate
shrieks for mercy as she’d kicked at his poor, drained testicles. Perhaps Serena would let her have him – she
made a mental note to ask quickly, while he still survived. Too often she’d noticed men she fancied in
Serena’s establishment, and asked about them a few days later, only to be
greeted with the familiar little smile and shake of the head.
Serena had been checking her phone again, while her friend
was thinking these nostalgic thoughts.
“Right, I think one of them’s ready” she announced, snapping it away.
was thinking these nostalgic thoughts.
“Right, I think one of them’s ready” she announced, snapping it away.
“One of whom?” Alice asked, grammatically. “And why do you keep checking your phone?”
“It’s monitoring some experiments. And one of them is about ready. Now then, I
was starting to tell you – “
was starting to tell you – “
“About the opposite of dribbly-cock man!” Alice burst in
with delight. “You were saying – what if
instead of dilating the tubes permanently, you kept them closed permanently!”
with delight. “You were saying – what if
instead of dilating the tubes permanently, you kept them closed permanently!”
Serena nodded affectionately. “That’s right” she said. “And what do you
think will happen then?”
think will happen then?”
“Well” Alice began, excitedly, “I bet you think I’m going to
say that it would be no different from being in permanent chastity. Well I’m not!”
say that it would be no different from being in permanent chastity. Well I’m not!”
Serena smiled again.
She did love Alice. Oh, she was a
little young and inexperienced. But she
had so much enthusiasm, so much life! Her protégé was making steady progress,
and although Alice was no scientist, Serena was confident that one day, men
would wake up screaming in terror at the thought of her name. She let her friend, now bubbling with girlish
enthusiasm, continue.
She did love Alice. Oh, she was a
little young and inexperienced. But she
had so much enthusiasm, so much life! Her protégé was making steady progress,
and although Alice was no scientist, Serena was confident that one day, men
would wake up screaming in terror at the thought of her name. She let her friend, now bubbling with girlish
enthusiasm, continue.
“Only I know that men kept in permanent chastity leak a bit.
Even David does – and he gets released every three months. If he’s good, anyway. But men have been kept in chastity for years
and years, and they cry a bit, but they’re basically OK. And that’s because they leak.”
Even David does – and he gets released every three months. If he’s good, anyway. But men have been kept in chastity for years
and years, and they cry a bit, but they’re basically OK. And that’s because they leak.”
Serena nodded approval – although she had finally noticed
that Alice kept referring to David’s genitals in the present tense. She made a mental note to take a portable
emasculating kit with her the next time she visited (but in the event, she
forgot, and they had to use a kitchen knife and two bricks instead – but it was
a lot of fun).
that Alice kept referring to David’s genitals in the present tense. She made a mental note to take a portable
emasculating kit with her the next time she visited (but in the event, she
forgot, and they had to use a kitchen knife and two bricks instead – but it was
a lot of fun).
“That’s right, they leak.
Oh – and they lose the sexual urge quite a bit as well. I put my first boy in chastity when I was
sixteen, so that’s fourteen years now (more like 21, Alice thought a little
cattishly) and it’s quite rare that he even tries to get erections. I think if I let him out now, he’d be
impotent. And he was a virgin when I
locked him up too!”
Oh – and they lose the sexual urge quite a bit as well. I put my first boy in chastity when I was
sixteen, so that’s fourteen years now (more like 21, Alice thought a little
cattishly) and it’s quite rare that he even tries to get erections. I think if I let him out now, he’d be
impotent. And he was a virgin when I
locked him up too!”
“But seriously” Serena went on, “Suppose they couldn’t
leak. And suppose their natural
tendencies to sexual desire weren’t allowed to decline through non-use, but
were chemically stimulated?”
leak. And suppose their natural
tendencies to sexual desire weren’t allowed to decline through non-use, but
were chemically stimulated?”
“Then they’d keep on producing semen, but there wouldn’t be
anywhere for it to go!” Alice chimed in delightedly. She’d worked this out for herself. “And after a while, as the semen builds up
and up and up, they’d start to look – “
anywhere for it to go!” Alice chimed in delightedly. She’d worked this out for herself. “And after a while, as the semen builds up
and up and up, they’d start to look – “
“Like that” Serena concluded, as with perfect dramatic
timing, a third experiment was escorted in.
This one walked like a cowboy, taking great sideways strides as it tried
to move with minimal disturbance to the mass hanging down between its legs.
timing, a third experiment was escorted in.
This one walked like a cowboy, taking great sideways strides as it tried
to move with minimal disturbance to the mass hanging down between its legs.
Alice clapped her hands delightedly and leaned forwards for
a closer look, as the slave finally hauled himself to a stop before them. Then she drew back, looking disappointed.
a closer look, as the slave finally hauled himself to a stop before them. Then she drew back, looking disappointed.
“Awww” she said. “I mean, they’re big and they’re obviously
uncomfortable. But I thought they’d be
full to bursting. I was looking forward
to seeing them go pop! Like that bird in
Shrek.”
uncomfortable. But I thought they’d be
full to bursting. I was looking forward
to seeing them go pop! Like that bird in
Shrek.”
“You mean the one Princess Fiona sings to and it explodes?”
Serena asked. “Yes, I remember. I thought that was in rather bad taste, to
show an animal being hurt like that – even in a cartoon.”
Serena asked. “Yes, I remember. I thought that was in rather bad taste, to
show an animal being hurt like that – even in a cartoon.”
“Yes, there’s too much of that sort of casual cruelty in the
movies these days.” Alice agreed. “But
look, I thought the outside would be all shiny, with the inside full to
bursting with unspent semen. Ready to
burst. Pop!” and her voice rather faded
away in a little reverie as she pronounced the last word.
movies these days.” Alice agreed. “But
look, I thought the outside would be all shiny, with the inside full to
bursting with unspent semen. Ready to
burst. Pop!” and her voice rather faded
away in a little reverie as she pronounced the last word.
“Well, the testicles are very full.” Serena explained. “But that’s just the scrotal sac we’re seeing
there. It has lots of spare room, that’s
why it’s all wrinkly and you can pull it about so much. No matter how big the testicles get, they’re
not going to stretch the scrotal sac to bursting. It’s just too loose.”
there. It has lots of spare room, that’s
why it’s all wrinkly and you can pull it about so much. No matter how big the testicles get, they’re
not going to stretch the scrotal sac to bursting. It’s just too loose.”
“No pop!” Alice murmured sadly to herself, and settled back
in her chair.
in her chair.
“Oh come on!” Serena said, sharply. “Have I ever let you down? We had to wait until the right moment for a
reason. Boy! Come here.”
reason. Boy! Come here.”
The experiment shuffled very slowly forward, and unhappily
met her gaze.
met her gaze.
“Do you know why you’re here?” Serena asked.
“Well, Miss” he began.
“I cheated on my girlfriend, so she tricked me into coming here to
interview for an IT job, and while I was waiting two big guys came up with a
big rubber sack, and they…”
“I cheated on my girlfriend, so she tricked me into coming here to
interview for an IT job, and while I was waiting two big guys came up with a
big rubber sack, and they…”
“Why you’re here in front of us, fool!”
“Oh. Cause of my balls,
Miss.”
Miss.”
“What about your balls?
And call me Mistress.”
And call me Mistress.”
“Yes Mistress. Well,
they’re full. Very full. I’m one of
seven boys in this experimental pound, and mine are the biggest. Though number 31B’s are growing very fast” he
added, hopefully.
they’re full. Very full. I’m one of
seven boys in this experimental pound, and mine are the biggest. Though number 31B’s are growing very fast” he
added, hopefully.
Serena smiled. “No,
yours are the fullest all right” she said, gently waving her phone at him. “It’s all here. So – how long have they been
filling, do you remember?”
yours are the fullest all right” she said, gently waving her phone at him. “It’s all here. So – how long have they been
filling, do you remember?”
“No Miss – Mistress!
I was made to masturbate soon after I arrived. That was a few months ago.”
I was made to masturbate soon after I arrived. That was a few months ago.”
“And what happened after that?” Serena asked sweetly.
“Well, I was beaten with a whip, Mistress, because you said
that although I had to be allowed to come in the interests of the experiment,
that was no reason not to punish me severely – “
that although I had to be allowed to come in the interests of the experiment,
that was no reason not to punish me severely – “
“I mean what happened in the experiment, you idiot!” Serena
screamed at him, wondering whether brain damage was some kind of side-effect of
the drugs.
screamed at him, wondering whether brain damage was some kind of side-effect of
the drugs.
“Oh. Well, I was
taken off to a room, where I was immobilised in a sort of iron and leather
frame. And I’ve been there ever
since. There were other boys in there
when I got there, but they all got taken away.
And new ones came to replace them.
I’m the longest resident now.”
taken off to a room, where I was immobilised in a sort of iron and leather
frame. And I’ve been there ever
since. There were other boys in there
when I got there, but they all got taken away.
And new ones came to replace them.
I’m the longest resident now.”
“Were” Serena said, quietly.
“You’ve been taken away now, too.”
“You’ve been taken away now, too.”
“Yes Miss” the experiment replied, unhappily.
“And you haven’t had an orgasm since?”
“No Miss.”
“Would you like one?”
“No thank you, Miss.”
“Boy, if I have to remind you to call me Mistress once more,
you’ll regret it. You might think that
nothing worse can happen to you than what you’re going through. But you’d be wrong. Now – you say you don’t want an orgasm. Why not?”
you’ll regret it. You might think that
nothing worse can happen to you than what you’re going through. But you’d be wrong. Now – you say you don’t want an orgasm. Why not?”
“I’m scared, Mistress.”
“Scared of what?”
“Of what might happen to my swollen balls, Mistress.”
“Do you know what will happen to them? If you come?”
“No Mistress.”
“Oh! I do. Shall I tell you? Well, if you get excited, first of all it’ll
be just like a normal orgasm if you remember anything about that. The muscles will squeeze, and try to push
semen up the tubes into your penis and out.
But that way’s blocked, isn’t it?”
be just like a normal orgasm if you remember anything about that. The muscles will squeeze, and try to push
semen up the tubes into your penis and out.
But that way’s blocked, isn’t it?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“So the semen – under very high pressure now – will try to
find other ways. Some of it will break
through the tissue of the testicles into your scrotal sack. That’ll feel odd, won’t it? To have semen sloshing around loose inside
your scrotal sac? I said, that’ll feel
odd, won’t it boy!”
find other ways. Some of it will break
through the tissue of the testicles into your scrotal sack. That’ll feel odd, won’t it? To have semen sloshing around loose inside
your scrotal sac? I said, that’ll feel
odd, won’t it boy!”
“Yes Mistress” quavered his voice. “Very odd.”
“Yes. It will. But not much of the semen can get out that
way, so the rest will try to force itself up any tube it can find. Some of it will rupture blood vessels. Do you know how you get an erection boy?”
way, so the rest will try to force itself up any tube it can find. Some of it will rupture blood vessels. Do you know how you get an erection boy?”
“Blood pumps into the penis, and it becomes engorged and – “
he began and was rapidly shushed by Serena, who was now much too excited to let
him speak for long.
he began and was rapidly shushed by Serena, who was now much too excited to let
him speak for long.
“Exactly! So with the
blood vessels ruptured, the blood will keep on pumping, pumping – where?”
blood vessels ruptured, the blood will keep on pumping, pumping – where?”
“Ummm, I – “ he began.
“Down!” Serena gasped triumphantly. “Down into that scrotal sac, pumping it
fuller and fuller, with blood mixed with semen.”
fuller and fuller, with blood mixed with semen.”
“Yes, Mistress” he groaned.
“And quite often the urethral tubes are ruptured as well, so
your bladder empties into the scrotum too.” Serena added, pleasantly. “Is your bladder full boy?”
your bladder empties into the scrotum too.” Serena added, pleasantly. “Is your bladder full boy?”
“Very Mistress”, he admitted wretchedly.
“Well, not for long. So with all that additional liquid pumping
in, well, I’m afraid even Mr Wrinkly Scrotum is going to start to look like a
balloon. More like a balloon being
filled with water under a tap than an air balloon, but a balloon nonetheless. And gravity and your heart there will keep
pouring liquid in until – “
in, well, I’m afraid even Mr Wrinkly Scrotum is going to start to look like a
balloon. More like a balloon being
filled with water under a tap than an air balloon, but a balloon nonetheless. And gravity and your heart there will keep
pouring liquid in until – “
“Pop!” said Alice rapturously, from her seat to the side.
“Pop.” Serena concluded.
“So all that will happen if you come, boy. You might want to control yourself.”
“So all that will happen if you come, boy. You might want to control yourself.”
“Yes, Mistress” he sobbed, in fear. “Oh please,
Mistress. Don’t make me come.”
Mistress. Don’t make me come.”
“Don’t be ridiculous.” Serena said sharply. “I’m not going to make you come.” She
indicated her friend with a nod of her head.
“Go and kneel down in front of Miss Alice, boy”.
indicated her friend with a nod of her head.
“Go and kneel down in front of Miss Alice, boy”.
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He did as he was
told, with something of a sigh of relief when his bulging ball-sac finally made
contact with the floor. Alice leaned forward.
told, with something of a sigh of relief when his bulging ball-sac finally made
contact with the floor. Alice leaned forward.
“What’s your name?” she asked, softly.
He blinked in surprise.
“Er, Alan, Miss. Mistress?”
“Er, Alan, Miss. Mistress?”
“Miss will do fine with me, Alan.” she said, kindly. “Did you live near here Alan? I mean, before you were captured?”
“Yes Miss. Near the
football ground.”
football ground.”
“Why, we’re practically neighbours.” Alice smiled. “You must give me the name and address of
your ex-girlfriend. I’m sure she’d like
to hear about you.”
your ex-girlfriend. I’m sure she’d like
to hear about you.”
Alan wrote down the contact details in the small book she
proffered, then handed it back.
proffered, then handed it back.
“Yes. Cheating on
your girlfriend. Tut tut. Well, I’m sure she’ll be delighted to hear
about what happened to you. I’ll drop
round and let her know tomorrow.” And her foot moved gently forward, so the toe
of her shoe delicately bumped against Alan’s penis. Which instantly twitched into life.
your girlfriend. Tut tut. Well, I’m sure she’ll be delighted to hear
about what happened to you. I’ll drop
round and let her know tomorrow.” And her foot moved gently forward, so the toe
of her shoe delicately bumped against Alan’s penis. Which instantly twitched into life.
“Oh please, Miss?” he begged.
“Please? Please what,
Alan?” she replied, as the sole of her shoe began rhythmic pressing against the
underside of his penis.
Alan?” she replied, as the sole of her shoe began rhythmic pressing against the
underside of his penis.
“Please don’t make me come, Miss.” he sobbed in terror.
“Me, Alan?” she replied with mock surprise, as her foot
continued its work. “I’m not going to
make you come. I’m just sitting
here. The only person who can make you
come is you, Alan. By thinking impure
thoughts about me. Thoughts about my breasts, for example. Or thoughts about what sort of underwear I
might be wearing” – she shifted slightly in her chair, crossing and uncrossing
her legs – “here.”
continued its work. “I’m not going to
make you come. I’m just sitting
here. The only person who can make you
come is you, Alan. By thinking impure
thoughts about me. Thoughts about my breasts, for example. Or thoughts about what sort of underwear I
might be wearing” – she shifted slightly in her chair, crossing and uncrossing
her legs – “here.”
“Oh Miss” he groaned.
“You see, Alan, Serena’s already explained what will happen
if you come, hasn’t she? Your balls will
rupture and your scrotal sac will fill with a disgusting mix of semen, blood
and urine and “ –
if you come, hasn’t she? Your balls will
rupture and your scrotal sac will fill with a disgusting mix of semen, blood
and urine and “ –
She broke off as a thought struck her. “Won’t it make an awful mess?” she asked her
friend, anxiously. “When he explodes, I mean.
Only I don’t have a change of clothes with me, and – “
friend, anxiously. “When he explodes, I mean.
Only I don’t have a change of clothes with me, and – “
“Don’t worry” Serena reassured her. “It takes a while to build up. We’ll put him in a big see-through plastic
bag before it bursts.”
bag before it bursts.”
“That’s a relief” smiled Alice. “I thought it all sounded a bit extreme.”
She turned her attention back to the boy in front of her,
and resumed the rhythmic action with her foot.
and resumed the rhythmic action with her foot.
“So anyway, Alan” she remarked kindly. “As I was saying, if you come, your testicles
will rupture and your scrotal sac will explode.
So… if you were a sensible human being, you might decide not to come, don’t you think?”
will rupture and your scrotal sac will explode.
So… if you were a sensible human being, you might decide not to come, don’t you think?”
“Yes, Miss. Oh
please, Miss.” he begged.
please, Miss.” he begged.
“But you’re not a sensible human being, are you Alan? You’re a man.
And if you could control your nasty little urges, you wouldn’t have
cheated on that lovely girlfriend – Carly, is it? – and this wouldn’t be
happening to you, would it? So maybe
this is just all for the best.”
And if you could control your nasty little urges, you wouldn’t have
cheated on that lovely girlfriend – Carly, is it? – and this wouldn’t be
happening to you, would it? So maybe
this is just all for the best.”
And she continued gently batting the engorged organ until
some heavy breathing and grunts from Alan told her that the interesting bit was
about to begin. She drew back, and
watched with keen interest.
some heavy breathing and grunts from Alan told her that the interesting bit was
about to begin. She drew back, and
watched with keen interest.
Epilogue
It took about 20 minutes for the scrotal sac to fill. Alice was surprised, and impressed, to see
how painful the process seemed to be. Looking
at her delighted face, Serena reflected once again on how wonderfully varied
the world of a sadist could be. You
might think that when you’ve heard one man screaming in agony, tinged with
desperate fear for his life, you’ve heard them all. But there were different harmonics, different
cadences to the screams, depending on the precise location and form of the pain
– as well as just its intensity. Serena
could no more become bored with torturing men than a true connoisseur of wine
could become bored with wine. The
intensity of the pain was one element – and an important one to be sure – but
to that extent, it was not so different from, say, the alcohol content of a
fine wine. Obviously essential to the
enjoyment to be present in sufficient strength, but by no means the only aspect
of the experience to be sampled, tasted and enjoyed.
how painful the process seemed to be. Looking
at her delighted face, Serena reflected once again on how wonderfully varied
the world of a sadist could be. You
might think that when you’ve heard one man screaming in agony, tinged with
desperate fear for his life, you’ve heard them all. But there were different harmonics, different
cadences to the screams, depending on the precise location and form of the pain
– as well as just its intensity. Serena
could no more become bored with torturing men than a true connoisseur of wine
could become bored with wine. The
intensity of the pain was one element – and an important one to be sure – but
to that extent, it was not so different from, say, the alcohol content of a
fine wine. Obviously essential to the
enjoyment to be present in sufficient strength, but by no means the only aspect
of the experience to be sampled, tasted and enjoyed.
At Serena’s institute, Alice was in the equivalent of the
cellars of Chateau-Laffite – here she could sample the glorious range of raw
power and subtle experiences that she was gradually learning to savour
slowly. With her young enthusiasm,
married to a real instinct for cruelty, Serena marvelled, her little friend
gave her a purpose for her experiments that had revitalised her own jaded palette.
That was why she adored her.
cellars of Chateau-Laffite – here she could sample the glorious range of raw
power and subtle experiences that she was gradually learning to savour
slowly. With her young enthusiasm,
married to a real instinct for cruelty, Serena marvelled, her little friend
gave her a purpose for her experiments that had revitalised her own jaded palette.
That was why she adored her.
She also fucked like a rabbit of course, Serena reflected,
as her friend drew her forwards once again into her arms, but after a loving
kiss Alice rapidly wriggled around to put both sets of lips to more direct
use. Serena just had the presence of
mind to command her slaves to place Alan into a thick transparent plastic bag,
before she was herself overwhelmed and unable to speak, barely able to breathe.
as her friend drew her forwards once again into her arms, but after a loving
kiss Alice rapidly wriggled around to put both sets of lips to more direct
use. Serena just had the presence of
mind to command her slaves to place Alan into a thick transparent plastic bag,
before she was herself overwhelmed and unable to speak, barely able to breathe.
Later, the two ladies sat, exhausted, on the floor, leaning
against the plastic bag that contained what remained of Alan. It was certainly a mess, and quite smelly
too, although in their post-coitus bliss, the ladies didn’t mind. Remarkably,
he was still alive, although he’d lost a lot of blood, and the internal rupturing
would surely eventually be fatal. He’d lived to witness their orgasms, Alice
reflected, and wondered briefly whether he got any comfort from the thought
that his agonising death was causing so much pleasure to others. Probably not, she thought. Men could be so selfish.
against the plastic bag that contained what remained of Alan. It was certainly a mess, and quite smelly
too, although in their post-coitus bliss, the ladies didn’t mind. Remarkably,
he was still alive, although he’d lost a lot of blood, and the internal rupturing
would surely eventually be fatal. He’d lived to witness their orgasms, Alice
reflected, and wondered briefly whether he got any comfort from the thought
that his agonising death was causing so much pleasure to others. Probably not, she thought. Men could be so selfish.
“So what did it feel like having your testicles explode?”
Serena called through the bag. “Don’t
worry – I promise I’ll never do that to you again!”
Serena called through the bag. “Don’t
worry – I promise I’ll never do that to you again!”
“Oh…oh Miss” came the faint voice from inside.
“Right” Serena said, getting to her feet. “He can’t say I didn’t warn him.”
She gathered the open end of the bag together, and tied it
tightly in a knot. Inside, Alan looked out despairingly. His head was down the other end, and with his
insides ruptured there was little he could do to struggle. He could only look on, as Serena sealed
inside the last oxygen that he would ever breathe.
tightly in a knot. Inside, Alan looked out despairingly. His head was down the other end, and with his
insides ruptured there was little he could do to struggle. He could only look on, as Serena sealed
inside the last oxygen that he would ever breathe.
“It’s ‘Mistress’ she said curtly, as she sat down again.
Honestly! Boys can be so rude!”
Honestly! Boys can be so rude!”
“Mmmm” Alice said, snuggling closer to her. “Suffocation.
I love suffocation.”
I love suffocation.”
“Or drowning” Serena pointed out. “Look” And she tipped the bag slightly, until
Alan’s face was resting in the smeary mixture.
He coughed and gurgled, and the ladies fell about laughing as a piece of
his ruined testicle was sucked into his mouth.
Alan’s face was resting in the smeary mixture.
He coughed and gurgled, and the ladies fell about laughing as a piece of
his ruined testicle was sucked into his mouth.
The two watched in contented silence for a few minutes,
occasionally tipping the bag, to give Alan a chance to gulp at some of the
increasingly stale air.
occasionally tipping the bag, to give Alan a chance to gulp at some of the
increasingly stale air.
Alice looked around the room where she had spent such a
happy afternoon. There was the bloodstain
from the servant whom Serena had accidentally castrated with the remote
control. There was the tiny stain on the
carpet where Mr Dribbly Cock had spilled some of the never-ending dribble of
semen from his useless cock. There was
the much larger set of semen stains, where Colin had deposited every single
drop that had been in his testicles, and then writhed in agony for a further 25
minutes while his continuing orgasm crushingly hammered on his empty
balls. And here beside them, now, lay
Alan, feebly choking his last on his own shredded testicles and bodily
fluids. She felt perfectly at peace.
happy afternoon. There was the bloodstain
from the servant whom Serena had accidentally castrated with the remote
control. There was the tiny stain on the
carpet where Mr Dribbly Cock had spilled some of the never-ending dribble of
semen from his useless cock. There was
the much larger set of semen stains, where Colin had deposited every single
drop that had been in his testicles, and then writhed in agony for a further 25
minutes while his continuing orgasm crushingly hammered on his empty
balls. And here beside them, now, lay
Alan, feebly choking his last on his own shredded testicles and bodily
fluids. She felt perfectly at peace.
Suddenly she was seized with an overpowering sense of
purpose. She looked urgently at Serena,
who gazed back rather startled by the fire in her eyes.
purpose. She looked urgently at Serena,
who gazed back rather startled by the fire in her eyes.
“Serena” Alice began, slowly. “I love you and I want to marry you. Please.
Please let’s be married. I want to
spend the rest of my life with you.”
Please let’s be married. I want to
spend the rest of my life with you.”
Serena smiled back.
“But what about David?” she asked, mockingly.
“But what about David?” she asked, mockingly.
“Oh, you can have David”, Alice giggled. “I want him to
spend the rest of his life with you,
too.”
spend the rest of his life with you,
too.”
“We’ll look after David together” Serena murmured, and
leaned forward for a kiss, from the willingly proffered lips of her
bride-to-be.
leaned forward for a kiss, from the willingly proffered lips of her
bride-to-be.
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| Happy ever after. |
Well, I hope you enjoyed that. Especially the romantic element. I’m just a sucker for that kind of thing: boy meets girl, girl enslaves boy, girl meets other girl, girls torture boy to death… it’s the oldest story in the world, but we never get tired of it do we? Do we? Hello? Anyone still here?
