From: uthur@aol.com
Subject: Story: The Sentence, Part Two
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The Sentence by Uthur
Part Two
Again, she walked over to the cabinet and took out several items. As she returned to the table, Steve shuddered with what he saw. She carried over two syringes, one larger, one smaller, a small tube of something, and long, paper wrapped item that he could not distinguish.
Sue moved down to the side of the table and placed the items next to Steve. She then picked up his cock and began to stroke it. "Men are so proud of their cock's," she said. They all try to take such good care of them, wearing jocks and stuff you know. But they can be a hindrance at times. Especially when a catheter is being passed up them. Steve shuddered and moaned, "Oh no!" which caused Sue to squeeze his balls in a very uncomfortable fashion. "I told you to be quiet!" she said, "One more slip up and these little dangles will be history."
"Now," she said, "Have you ever been catheterized before?" Steve just shook his head no. "Oh, you really have something to look forward to," she replied. Let me describe what I will do to you. First, we must be sure that everything sterile and clean. Sue looked down at Steve's cock and noticed that is now as limp as a wet noodle. "Oh my," she said, "This will never do. For the maximum discomfort, you must be as hard as a rock." "Perhaps this will help," she said, as she removed her bra and let her tits swing loose. As she removed her panties she purposely bent over showing her backside to Steve as he laid strapped to the table. "Seeing a little tit," she said as she bent over Steve's face, "usually gets a man excited." "And how about a little pussy?" she inquired as she fingered herself while beginning to rub Steve's now hardening cock. "There, that's better," she said as his cock came to full attention. As scared as Steve was, Sue was doing a great job at getting him horney.
She then resumed as she continued to stroke his cock with one hand, "First we wash the tip of your pecker with an antiseptic pad. Sue reached down an opened a moist towelette and began to cleanse Steve's cock. Steve groaned, he was sure that he was about to feel the discomfort of Level 4. "Then," Sue continued, " we must apply a little lubrication, and emphasize that I use only a little lubrication during the process." Sue then reached over and broke open a small container of K-Y Jelly and squeezed a small amount onto the tip of Steve's cock. "More," Steve whimpered, as he begged for more jelly to ease the passage of the tube. "Don't you wish," was the reply from Sue. "Maybe I should use the Vick's instead," she said.
Holding Steve's cock upright in one hand, Sue continued, "The insertion of the catheter into an aroused male is highly uncomfortable. Some have described it as if a red hot poker were being inserted in their dicks. Others say it is like having your cock sandpapered, from the inside. Because as I insert the catheter, I will use very little lubrication and will twist the tube during insertion, you will be very uncomfortable. I have not had a patient who hasn't cried out begging for mercy after only a few inches have been inserted. Beads of sweat broke out on Steve's brow.
"You will note I have two syringes," she continued. After the catheter reaches the bladder, I will use the first syringe to inflate the balloon at the end of the tube. Sue picked up the paper wrapped catheter and pointed out the balloon at the tip of the tube. "You see it?" she inquired, that balloon means that only I can remove the unit, when and if I desire. The balloon is also a nice touch when I do decide to remove it, since I never fully deflate the bulb. I like to leave it inflated a bit to ream your pecker out. Some men, after they have recovered from their ordeals, have told me that it feels like I am ripping their guts out of their dicks. "I wonder what you will say," she said as toyed with his cock and balls.
Steve was sweating bullets by now and the pain of his red ass seemed to be a minor annoyance. The second syringe can be used for drawing urine out of the catheter, or for injecting solutions into the bladder. The most common solution I inject is referred to as "fire water." I generally inject several syringes of fire water before I remove the catheter from the patient. Some proctors like to remove a catheter fast, but I like to remove it slowly, and twist it a lot. Almost immediately the patient has a powerful urge to piss. But that is when they learn why it is called fire water. When the first drops come out the poor patient begins to yelp and howl. The fire water feels, well, like fire piss. It burns something fierce. Men gyrate as they try to go with the least amount of discomfort, but nothing will help. Women who reach this level grab at their pussy's and seem to suffer doubly as the solution contacts and irritates their clit. It may take hours to fully expel the fire water, she explained.
"I also can do other things with the catheter in place to cause you discomfort," she said as she stroked his cock and toyed with his balls. "I can jack you off," she said with an evil grin. The only problem is when you come. You see, with the catheter in place, there is no place for the sperm to go, they just sit in your balls and burn. It is the worst case of blue balls you can ever have. It is really quite funny, for in a few seconds time the man goes from near ecstasy to horrible pain as his whole scrotum swells up and turns deep dark blue.
Sue set the catheter aside as she said, "Don't want to loose these now, we will need them later." Steve's heart sunk.
The final Level that we administer here is Level 5, she continued. Level 5 consists of all of the previous levels, plus more. "One advantage with Level 5," she noted with a slight laugh, " Is that it cannot be repeated."
Sue moved down to the end of the table and began to fondle Steve's balls. She then stated, "Level 5 consists of castration," as she squeezed his balls making Steve writhe in discomfort. "NO! Not that!" Steve cried. "Your not the one to decide," she said as she smiled.
Sue again moved over the cabinet and took out several articles which Steve could not see. "While we want your balls, we don't want your life," she said. "The first step in castrating a male is shave their balls. With that, Sue filled the palm of her hand with shaving lather. "That way," she stated, "hair doesn't get into the incisions and cause infections. With that statement, she began to cover his balls with the shaving lather. Steve began to squirm a bit during the process. Sue stated, "Oh, by the way, it's menthol shaving lather, like it?" After massaging the lather all over his balls, she took out a razor and began to shave his scrotum. Steve just closed his eyes and didn't move an inch.
"When we get them as clean as clean can be, we then attach the
clamps," she said as she grasped his left testicle with her hands
in a pinching motion. "As I tighten the clamp, I isolate your
little nut in preparation for its removal. As the clamp
tightens, the patient begins to cry out and thrash about," she
said as she squeezed his left nut a bit. "It really seems to be
quite painful," she went on, "In fact, most men think that they
have been castrated already, but really I have just tightened the
clamp to the max." "I then take the shears and snip, that's it,"
she said. Then they really howl and for good measure I drop
their poor lonely nut on their chest, just for one last look.
Steve began to pale as Sue went on.
"Some proctors do both testicles at once, but I prefer to do them one at a time. I like to let the patient recover for an hour or so before I do the final cut. During this time the patients groan and plead with me to stop, but I am just following orders. I do let them have some fun," she said. "Before I go on the second cut I caress their lonely cock and get them all hard again," she said as began to rub Steve's cock and balls. "I like to get them hard and horney by rubbing them, stroking them, teasing them." Sue continued to rub Steve's cock and balls getting just to the point of coming, when she blurted out, "Then they are just about to come, I clamp their second nut and see them howl and shriek in agony," she said with a laugh in her voice as she squeezed Steve's right testicle which caused him to squirm. "Then it's snip and that's all for him," she said. "All that's left is the cautery iron to seal the wounds and he won't be back again," she said in a sensuous voice.
"Oh yes," she said, "Did I tell you what Level 6 was?" Steve nodded his head no. "Level 6," she went on, "is like Level 5, but rather than providing a nice neat surgical removal of the testicles, we crush the testicles, without removing them." "It is very painful, as you can imagine. The scrotum swells up to four or five times it's normal size and turns black and blue for weeks as the patient suffers horrible agony. "I just place a clamp over each of your precious nuts," she said, as she cupped each of his testicles in each of her hands. Then, I slowly tighten the screws, one at a time to increase the pressure. While she spoke she gripped his testicles more tightly. "I adjust the clamps about once every 5 minutes or so, to let my patient feel the pain," she said as she gave his nuts a good squeeze which caused Steve to cry out a bit. Most patients commit suicide to end the ordeal," she stated. Steve just closed his eyes and prayed.
"And now, back to you," she stated as she put on a pair of rubber gloves. "What are you going to do?" Steve meekly asked. "Anything I want to," she replied.
Sue picked up a tube of K-Y jelly and put a glob of lubricant on her finger. She then suddenly thrust it up Steve's ass, which made him jump. "Let's see how big you are," she stated, as she began to insert two fingers up his butt. Steve could only grimace and squirm at bit. "Now lets go for more," she said as she tried to force three fingers into his stretched rear hole. Steve began to squirm as she pumped her fingers in and out of his ass. Sue applied several stinging swats to his inner thigh with her free hand and then grabbed his balls to contain his movements. "These do make good handles," she said as her grip on his testicles tightened, "that is, while you have them." Steve just groaned and grimaced in horror.
With a jerk Sue removed her fingers from Steve's slippery ass and pealed off her glove. She took the huge enema bag and hung it from the I.V. stand next to the table. "Soon this will all be yours," she said in an erotic voice as she patted the bag. She then took the nozzle and inserted in Steve's ass. "Good luck," she said as she release the clamp and hot, soapy solution ran up Steve's bottom.
The cramps started at once, and Steve felt like he was going to burst. He looked up at the bag, but hardly any solution had drained yet and still he had a horrible urge to go. Sue began to fuck his ass with the nozzle and she eventually had to grip his balls to control is motions as the final drops drained into his bowels.
Sue removed the nozzle from his ass and let it dangle beneath the bag. She then went around the table and released Steve's bonds. As she removed the last wrist strap she ordered him to stand.
Standing upright only increased the pressure on Steve to release the fluid. He squirmed and clenched his reddened butt cheeks in an attempt to retain the fluid. Sue moved him over to the toilet and made him stand within inches of his source of relief. She came up behind him and began to sensuously caress his chest while kissing him on the neck. Her hands ran down his chest to his bloated belly when she gave him a hug gripping his swollen belly with one hand and his cock with her other. "Feel good?" she said as her tongue ran over Steve's neck and up to his ear.
"Is that a new dance you've learned," she mockingly inquired as Steve struggled to retain the solution. After five minutes, Steve was about to burst when Sue said, "Would you like to go? I will let you if you will do me a favor." Steve quickly agreed and fell to the toilet only to find that a jolt a pain emerging from his reddened ass as it hit the toilet seat.
Steve then saw Sue pick up a wash cloth and bar of soap. "I like this too," she said. With that, she began rubbing the bar of soap on the wash cloth until it was full of bubbles. She then approached Steve on the toilet and said, "Open up!" Her one hand grabbed the back of Steve's hair and force his head back. Her other hand shoved the soapy wash cloth into his open mouth. She rubbed the cloth all over the inside of his mouth and finished with a fucking motion of the cloth, in and out and in and out. Steve nearly choked on the soap as she left the cloth dangling from his mouth.
As Steve continued to relieved himself and suffered with a mouth full of soap he saw Sue standing several feet away. She was masturbating by rubbing her tits and pussy and groaning. Steve quickly became hard again as the last drops of soapy water left his aching ass. Sue then gave him a small glass of water to rinse the horrible soapy taste from his mouth, if he could.
As he returned to the room Sue saw his still excited state and led him back to the examination table. There, she quickly restrained Steve again. "That's the way I like em," she said, "nice and hard for the next Level!" Steve began to plead for mercy as she smacked his ass and yelled, "Shut up!" After she put on a pair of rubber gloves Sue took a cleansing towel and began to swab the end of Steve's swollen cock as she stroked it with her other hand. Steve groaned but was too terrified to speak. She then took a small tube of K-Y Jelly and placed a small dab of goo on the end of Steve's cock. With one finger, she rubbed a little of the jell over the head of his cock and massaged some of the jell into the tip of his pecker. She then picked up the catheter package and opened it. As she fitted the large syringe to the end of the tube, she looked at Steve and said, "You've got a good reason to be worried, I know I would be if I were in your position." With that she stroked his cock with one hand until it was nice and hard, and then she picked up the insertion end of the catheter with the other hand. Sue placed the tip of the catheter at the entrance of the tip of Steve's cock in preparation for insertion and asked him, "Are you ready to feel your cock invaded by this dry, burning tube?"
Steve just closed his eyes and moaned, "Please don't, I will never commit another wrong act as long as I live." With that Sue pushed the tip of the catheter into Steve's piss hole about 1/2 inch and stopped. She then said, "That's all I wanted to hear," and she removed the catheter and dropped Steve's cock.
Steve panted in relief. But Sue said, "Not so fast, your not done yet. You still promised to do something for me and there's that little matter of you protecting your butt earlier."
Sue removed Steve's bonds and let him lay on the floor, face up. She then squatted over him and pushed her pussy to his face and said, "Get busy." Steve licked her pussy like he had never done before. After about 10 minutes, Sue came in groan and cry as her body shuttered in the orgasm. Sue just looked at Steve and said, "At least you are good for something."
Sue moved the chair back to the center of the room. She motioned for Steve to come over. Turning Steve around she let her hands run over his ass. "It doesn't seem that I'm quite done here," she said. Sue then took Steve and prepared to lay him accross her lap again. But this time, she placed his cock between her thighs. Steve's member was held tightly in place between her nylons. Sue rubbed Steve's butt and then said, "I think you need just a few more swats to even out the color." Steve's heart sank as her first blow bounced off his sore ass.
But this time, it felt different. With every swat, Steve's cock slide ever so slightly between Sue's thighs. Steve became quickly aroused as the swats landed on his ass. After about 40 blows, Sue stopped the spanking. She then took out a bottle of cream and began to rub it over Steve's beet red ass. "This will help," she said. The feeling of the cold cream being massaged over his ass with his cock still between her legs as very erotic to Steve.
"Now," she said, "lets finish up and get going. I think we need to do something about that big cock of yours." Sue positioned Steve on a chair so his knees were on the seat and his head was facing over the back of the chair. Reaching under his chest, she put clamps on both his nipples and gave them a jerk which caused him to flinch in pain. She then instructed him, "I will spank your ass until you come, I suggest you jack off quickly or you won't sit for a month!" With that she put on a pair of rubber gloves and began to slowly spank Steve's still red butt with her hand while massaging his cheeks and balls between swats. Many of her strokes fell on his inner and outer thighs. Steve, meanwhile, massaged his cock rapidly with his hand. Then Sue stuck her finger up his ass as she swatted his butt and thighs. She used one finger at first, but then tried to jam two and three fingers up his tiny hole. Steve jacked off furiously until he came with a lurching groan as she grabbed his balls and fucked his ass with her fingers.
As he tried to stand up, Sue pushed him down again. "Just three more swats, so you think twice about coming back here," she said. She then picked up a cat-o-nine tails and rested it over Steve's butt in a teasing manner. "Now reach behind and hold your cheeks open," she said. "Brace yourself," she stated as she walloped the crack of his ass and cornhole with three stinging blows. Sue directed the cat downward vertically between Steve's still red cheeks. The thongs cut into the tender flesh of his inner cheeks and raked over his asshole. With each blow, he cried out in pain as his ass involuntarily jumped upward.
"Now get out of here," she said, "before I change my mind and give you Level 6!"
Steve dressed and never returned again._
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