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9. REMOVING THE OFFENDING PART [c]9. REMOVING THE OFFENDING PART [c]The wedding now the divorce had come through, was arranged for Barry`s birthday, mid march, they felt it was his rebirth, and significant.The day dawned grey blustery and cool, the tiny party arrived at the registrars in good time, a happy bride, her groom her ex husband looking perhaps a little pale, and the grooms only nurse Audrey, the last two as the necessary witnesses.It was a short service, the bride given away by her ex, that to them seemed appropriate, they adjourned to the surgery where they raised a glass of champagne before the nurse come maid of honour left discretely. They all knew the time had come.Hand in hand the bride and her ex moved off to the shower room, his trembling hands refused to function as he began to strip so she asked if he was very scared, he said he was petrified and she kissed him, then slowly removed his shirt, the other parts of his clothing followed till he was naked again in front of her, she stripped off herself as he stepped into the shower. The warm water reviving him a little, as she soaped him down and scrubbed him clean paying special attention to his genitalia.There was a table set to one side, he next lay on it still wet, she shaved him with the utmost care using an open razor, holding the prick up by the foreskin and scr****g slowly from root to tip. Caressing the smooth skin as she crooned a quiet melody he laying passive if a little trembling, knowing the next time a blade touched the skin it would be much, much more painful.Falteringly he said in a near whisper, “I am doing this because I love you Kay, you do understand that don’t you?”Her answer was to bend and kiss him, tenderly gently and with all the feeling she could muster, she softly replied, that “she hoped he knew she would never stop loving him, she was going to make him suffer, to show just how much she appreciated this token of his love, this being his most precious present to them both, she would savour it always and for both her own pleasure and Kens, she would not spare him, as it would be squandering this fine and generous gesture.”In a sad strange way he understood I doubt I would have that deep understanding. The shave over the showered again, and she tenderly dried him, hand in hand now they kissed, then she muttered “ready?” and together they went from the shower into the theatre.The adjustable table had been tilted to a vertical position, Ken standing naked smiling at the side, waiting quietly, he addressed the now shaking Barry, telling him how much his wife (emphasising the word his) and he appreciated this gesture and saying as a token of her love and his goodwill he was going to allow her to place the penis into her for a single last time, he was to savour the moment as it would never happen again.On the cold floor, she lay and with the help of a mouth job and a little stroking by Ken the star of the show rose slowly for a last hurrah to its full seven magnificent inches, Ken fed it into Kay. The deed was urgent and surprisingly speedy as soon with a magnificent thrust the dead was done, They lay for just a second or two entwined savouring this last triumph then slowly on shaky legs Barry rose and stood against the table waiting patiently for them to secure him, her to his right and ken the left, a loose strap at the throat to prevent him bending forward, a strap around each of his upper arms, another pair at his wrists, a long one over his belly, two for his ankles and a the final pair just above each knee holding his legs wide open and increasing his feeling of vulnerability tenfold. They stood back and took photographs he could see his last seed running down her inner leg, he felt elated that he had risen to this final occasion.The then set a video on a stand running and a tape recorder as well, nothing was going to be missed that was a fact.A small surgical table appeared, a tool like a pair of pliers loaded with a rubber tourniquet lay on a cloth, Ken took hold of the now slick and flaccid penis by the base and worked on it gently, the wretched thing began to stiffen, then rose again to its full lengthThe cold touch of the pliers and the searing tightness of the rubber constrictor told him that the band was in place, what blood was in the body of the tool would not be returning to his body, and the stiffness he had would forever be the last he would experience. He knew there could be no turning back.Ken removed the towel from the instruments, Barry`s eyes focused now on the array of blades, and unusual surgical tools, he was aware of Ken kissing his new wife, then leaving blowing the soon to be eunuch a silent kiss as he left to watch her enjoy his pain by CCTV from his office.She selected two items from the tray, the first a steel tube perhaps half gaziantep rus escort or three quarters of an inch round and about an inch long. This she inserted in his foreskin, pulling the skin up tight. The second item, a scalpel its wicked looking blade glittering in the harsh light.She looked at him expectant, waiting; he suddenly understood she was waiting his word of command, his permission, and his gift.Their eyes met, there gaze intense, they understood one another, they waited, he was unable to speak, words not coming, his lips moved, a tiny whisper escaped and she still waited, the silence was oh so loud, as he realised she wanted it for the film , for the tape and for her master. He finally spat the simple words “Do it!” Instantly the blade made contact, the skin slicing through smoothly till the blade hit the hard tube and she started the circular incision, the pain was intense as the ring of tender skin detached itself, blood in a fine blur spraying her fingers as the ring fell from her grasp and the blade clattered into the waiting bucket. She raised her hand the new ring sparkled in the light in front of his eyes and with her free hand she slithered the soft ring of skin, bloody and limp over her ring finger stretching it to cover the new wedding ring completely, he knew it would stay there till the honeymoon was over, a reminder of his tragic sacrifice.He knew phase one was over, the pain shrieked at him that he was now a roundhead, circumcised without anaesthetic, and she was smiling, the love of his life was smiling.She raised her eyes to his, and asked if he was ready. By now he just wanted it over, he nodded, her hand sneaked off to the tray of implements.She found a rod, perhaps a centimetre thick six inches long rounded end, she grasped his shaft and with no thought for his pain pushed the rod deep into his pipe, pain like fire tore from the invaded tube, he screamed and she smiled as the decibels rose and the rod pressed against the constriction of the tourniquet.The now falsely rigid shaft she supported with her left hand, reaching back to the tray with her right, grasping the next scalpel.The blade flashed and a bloody line of red hot sudden pain across the now exposed head of this tool, his scream echoing from the walls music to her ears, a second and a third slash so deep the rod clattered on the blade blunting the perfect edge.Another cut, the blunt blade now chewing the meat rather than slicing as before, his head thrown back in a howl of pain way beyond anything she had ever heard before. She revelled in the sound, in her eyes, he was enjoying the sacrifice, and she was not going to rush.The blade joined the other in the bucket; a new blade found its way into her fingers and this time the point entered the meat just in front of the band, his scream went another full octave higher as it sliced from the base the length of the rod all the way to the tip.The bloody meat fell from the now released rod; she threw metal into the bucket with a clatter, then lifted the desecrated remains and slashed at the last portion of under skin holding the released trophy in front of his eyes like a hunter showing a fox`s tail to the hunt.His eyes followed his onetime pride and joy, tears splashing down his cheeks and his voice box now reduced to a croaking wreck from continuing screams. He became aware of Ken administering a needle that soon numbed the pain and released him gently into a world of all releasing darkness.He slowly came too, the nurse Audrey holding his hand.He had been out for 48 hours a dull ache throbbing at his crutch, wadding and padding piled between his legs; she held a cup to his dry lips. She would nurse him for a fortnight almost continuously.Beside his bed lay a video, he knew it would be a copy, it pricked at him, he knew he needed to watch the thing, but could not face it alone.Audrey mentioned it next day as she delivered his tea meal; she was more interested than he was! She of course had no idea of the trauma that had been involved. He smiled and said “would she like to watch it with him as he didn’t think he could stand it on his own?”She soon had the thing in the recorder. It started with a picture of Kay sat in the little kitchen frying something in a pan, and then both of the honeymooners eating what looked like a split sausage. The seemed to be relishing the flavour of the thing like it was a delicacy.Audrey smiled and said “that it seemed a strange thing to start a video with!” he smiled. The next sequence was beginning at the door, stills taken by Ken, the final on the floor sex, Audrey`s jaw slowly dropped, she sat quietly during the securing, and tears fell as the cuts began, by the removal her fingers were in her lap, tears freely running down her cheeksShe kissed him and quietly said “now I understand the fry up”She then asked him “why”He replied “for love my dear for love!”

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