I am distant relative of hers and that is how I came to move in her inner circle.

One day after several years of contact, she asked me to do some work for her. This was in a room in her outer estate house. This was a place I had never been before. The job a building project needed to be preformed by someone who could be trusted and would be discreet.

I agreed to all her conditions, after all she was not someone to turn down, and the pay was good.

I was driven to the house by Cheryl one of Alison’s friends and often seen around her houses. I was warned on our trip to the house that I would see things that were shocking and would need to be able to except them since I would be working in the area. I was never to talk about what I was to see to anyone. ( You might need to know that the names have all been changed, and the facts obscured, but underneath it is based on real events and people.)

When I entered the room, I was absolutely floored. It was a trophy room but not like any I had ever seen. Mounted on the walls were a large number of male members all of them preserved, stuffed and mounted in a state of arousal, additionally many of them had a set of balls mounted on the same plaque making a complete set. Additionally sets of balls were displayed by themselves. Also partial penises, a few cock heads, and a few single balls. More amazing still where the breasts, most were in sets but some were singles, there were also nipples, displayed as pairs and singles. Some things that at first I could not identify, on close examination I discovered that they were pussy lips and clits. It was an awesome collection.

The room also contained implements of destruction and removal. All sorts of weapons tools and equipment like some sort of bazar torture museum. The first thing that caught my eye was the guillotines. Two of them were set up in th normal manor, to chop of someone’s head, others where smaller and rigged to cut off other body parts. Cheryl explained that two of the penis guillotines had been used in wars, one in El Salvador, and one in Algeria. Both places had vicious civil wars, and many captured prisoners had lost their members to the devices, before Alison had acquired them. One of the guillotines was set up with two holes instead of one, the way it was used a woman knelt in front of the device and was strapped so she could not move, her breasts placed through the holes the blade would come down and tumble into a waiting basket. In addition to the Breast guillotine their was another fascinating device, one of several for breast removal it was different from anything I might have imagined. Like the guillotines it was from France but unlike them the blade came up from the bottom. It was a thin ornate metal frame with a design pattern similar to what you might see on an Iron gate. It was low about 3 feet high. The top of this fence like frame had two semicircular scallops over which the breasts rested. On the front outer edges of the metal frame were channels on each side. A blade sharp edge up fitted in these channels. A bar with a handle was fitted to the blade in the middle. The woman was strapped in place breasts over the edge and in the way of the blade. The contraption was mounted to the floor. The blade was puled up and sliced of the breasts. The only problem was that this required a lot of force and sometimes things were left hanging half attached, so their was also a pneumatically driven device of similar construction. They’re where also a number of handheld devices for the removal of breasts, penises and balls. There was a wooden wall constructed with holes placed at various heights so that body parts might be placed through and tortured or removed. There was also a table with a hole, a mans genitals could be placed through and the table’s height adjusted to for ease of access. They’re where simply too many torture devices and toys to mention.

I learned from Cheryl that the trophies on the wall were real. They came from several sources some were purchased from certain suppliers. Many trophies were taken in that very room. Many of the individuals had given up their organs willingly others where coerced or needed cash, some were done against their owners will. It turned out I actually knew one of the breast donors a very pretty but flat chested young blond who worked as one of Alisons stable girls. She had donated a truly magnificent rack it looked amazing on the wall. I couldn’t help but marvel at what would cause a girl to give up such things.

As we rounded a corner I saw what had to be one of the most amazing trophies of all it was the head and upper torso of a beautiful woman with a magnificent rack. Cheryl explained that this woman’s family had made out very well in the deal but declined to explain. After my tour of the trophy rooms I was shown my task and preceded to do the job. I had several weeks to explore these rooms and examine their contents on my brakes. I became very trusted after this and was invited to some interesting events. Perhaps I will tell more stories later. Please feel free to tell me what you think.