Date: Sat, 3 Oct 2015 16:03:08 +0000 (UTC)
From: Beaumonte Bill <oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Pervert Phil Part 54

Pervert Phil (part 54)

This story traces the life of Phil, now deceased.  His life was filled with
perversion, which he enjoyed tremendously and freely shared with me.  This
series contains content that some will find offensive, so you may wish to
skip some parts.  Phil took many risks, and was fortunate to survive his
many encounters.  I hope you enjoy the story, but caution you not to follow
his example!

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The neighbor-lady told me to stand up and turn around.  When I did I saw
that my tormenter was licking the neighbor-lady's nipples which was a real
turn-on for me; I instantly became erect again in spite of the pain in my
cock from the hammer.  The guy was standing off to the side looking
somewhat fatigued.  His cock was hanging straight down and even in it's
deflated state it was still huge – bigger even than I thought when it
was in my ass!

She then ordered me to lick his cock clean which I was more than happy to
do.  I licked every bit of my own shit and a few bits of his cum off his
dick while the ladies continued to play with each other.  The neighbor-lady
then told my torturer that she and "big dick boy" would be leaving and that
"big dick boy" knew what was coming next.  He just nodded and I got the
definite impression that he would be eating pussy for the next couple of
hours or days.  She thanked the woman for the invitation and said she
really enjoyed hammering my balls.  My tormenter said "We'll have to do it
again soon!"  I think I had just become a party favor.  They didn't know
that I wouldn't be available much longer with any luck at all.

Being handcuffed, I could only murmur "thank you" before they left.  My
torturer turned to me and said "I am your owner now, faggot.  You may call
me Mistress Kathy from now on."  I thanked her and told her that I was
already owned but that my owner wouldn't object to her use of me.  She said
she hoped my owner wouldn't mind my having my balls cut off which she
planned to do the next time we got together.

"Mistress Kathy, please don't do that.  My owner would be very very upset
because he wants to do that to me along with chopping off my cock."  She
looked at me with a very quizzical look on her face and said "The next step
from that is snuff – is that what you want?"

I looked at her and just said "yes".

"I gather you have already arranged that?"

"Yes Mistress Kathy"

"I want to watch.  Is he going to torture you until you die?"

"Once my cock and balls are chopped off he wants to impale me.  He calls it
dancing on his spike.  He actually has an impalement device that will go
into my ass and lift me up off the floor.  It's a race between my bleeding
out and the point hitting my heart."

She oooo'ed for a bit and said she knew somebody that was into that –
had a farm out near Jackson.  I confirmed that it was him.  She asked if he
was going to make me eat my own dick and I said "yes".  She said that was
very interesting and she would probably get an invitation to watch anyway,
that she had already been present at two other snuffings of his.  That made
me have an erection again which was quite painful since my cock and balls
were already swelling up due to the hammer blows earlier.  She was almost
laughing at my obvious discomfort as she moved the block underneath my
genitals and took up the hammer once again.

"Let's make sure you are good and bruised" was all she said.  I watched the
hammer rise and fall almost with detachment except for the excruciating
pain in my cock and balls.  Eventually, I passed out to awaken lying on the
floor with her masturbating herself standing over me.  The sight of a
woman's genitals is not something that I enjoy and I managed to take a good
look at my rather pathetic looking cock; I was bleeding some from my pee
hole.  Not much but some.  If I thought my genitals were becoming swollen
before she started the second round with the hammer, they were downright
enormous now.  All I could think of was that I really wanted him to see
them like that.  Suddenly her masturbation increased in tempo and she
actually shot a solid stream of woman-cum on me and followed that with a
good stream of piss!

She stood and put her blouse back on and slipped her skirt back on as well.
She informed me that I was pure filth and that she would enjoy watching me
dance on the impaler while I ate my own cock.  I couldn't stand up because
of the pain but I thanked her and said that I hoped she would get an
invitation.  "Oh I will, pussy.  I'll definitely get to watch you become
pig food!"  She even knew how I was to be disposed of.  That was a good
feeling even though there was no way I could possibly get hard with all the
damage to my cock from the hammer.

Currently I have become quite fond of exposing myself, being as naked as
possible to be walking around or driving around looking for guys to fuck me
either in the mouth or the ass.  I do that fairly often even though I know
it is a high risk activity.  Usually I don't even wear panties when I go
out – just a cockring and sandals is plenty.

Whenever I'm at home I usually wear panties and a cockring – nothing
else.  It lets me flash any lawn maintenance guys which has been successful
on several occasions.  It worked very nicely yesterday – flashed a lawn
guy – black kid about 25 or so and he wanted a suck job.  When I took it
out of his pants it was like "endless dick".  I think he must have had at
least eleven inches; I couldn't get it all down but it sure wasn't for lack
of trying.  He shot his load in my throat and then said he usually liked to
watch a fag swallow it so he could be sure.

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To be continued ...

Feel free to contact me with your comments or requests.  –Bill
(oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)

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