Jenny's Revenge

“Hi Judy, its Jenny whatcha up to.” Jenny said as Judy answered the phone.

“Not much kiddo and you.”

“Well I wanted to know if you were busy this weekend. I have Roger’s old boss coming over, ostensibly for a memorial service for Roger, but actually he has the top spot on my to do list.”

“Jenny, is that like in tit for tat.”

“Sort of, only in this case it going to be strictly his tat. Depending on what he tells me I’m either gong to make it quick and painless, or slow and painful. I hope he doesn’t have a bad heart or anything, I do so want to enjoy this, and it would be a real downer for him to check out before his balls hit the floor.”

“You know Jen, I really do expect to see you over at Mid Hudson Psych Center one of these days plugged into a wall outlet.”

“Maybe, maybe, but do you want to come over and watch?”

“No sorry can’t make it this weekend, Friday I have a fuckfest planned for Don. I’ve been really squirrelly lately, and need to get my ashes hauled, you know reamed, steamed and dry-cleaned. All week I’ve been jacking up his testosterone, so he is hornier than a five peckered Billy goat. Tonight when he gets home I am gonna load him up with carbs at dinner so he’s got plenty of energy, then Viagra soup, and me and my saddle for desert. Once he gets me all open and juicy with his mouth, we’re going into the bedroom I’m gonna put my ankles up by my ears and he is gonna pound my cunt until we both can’t walk.”

“Just be careful Judy that’s why Don lost his balls in the first place you two get to fucking and can’t stop.”

“The real reason Don doesn’t have any balls is I got a girl friend that’s crazier than a ‘shit house rat.”

“Point well taken Judy. Oh by the way Mistress Angelina, has decided to have her clit removed, and be fitted with a saddle just like ours.”

“You been showing her tapes and whispering haven’t you, and what’s this Mistress Angelina shit?”

“I have to call her that or she will punish me. I am very bad at times; I do bad things to people, and am disrespectful and must be punished. She is so kind she spanks me when I am bad.”

“Hey Jenny that’s a load of horse shit, she beats you because you like it. Like she said when we first met her ‘whip my cream’, she whips you and you cream.”

“Once again Judy you have hit the nail right on the head, crudely, but accurately. I am sorry you can’t make it this weekend, we are going to do this as a public service, Roger’s old boss Harold will not be infecting anyone else after this weekend. Do you think you will be able to drive by Sunday, we will need to drop Harold off somewhere, I was thinking perhaps Greenwich Village this time.”

“Yeah I’ll drive, when?”

“Sunday say be here at eight or nine pm.”

“You think that date rape drug gonna blank his memory.”

“Yes I do, that and the ‘zombie cucumbers”

“Ah come on, zombie cucumbers, what the fuck are you talking about?”

“They’re from Haiti, there used to create zombies, not like in the movies, but people you can make into slaves, those combined with Rohypnol, Harold will never where or how he was tidied up so neat and smooth. Plus that mother fucker won’t we sticking his dick up anyone’s ass ever again.”

“Well said Jenny, well said. Pretty soon you gonna have the language down like I do. Where did you get zombie fucking cucumbers from Haiti?

“Why from Hannah in Philly of course.”

“I shoulda known, that broads even crazier than you. See you Sunday hon.”

Harold arrived at Jenny’s house at six sharp on Friday evening for the memorial service. His first impression was that he had come on the wrong day. He quickly checked his little pocket computer and saw the date and time were accurate; maybe everyone else would be late for the event. Jenny greeted him at the door, ushered him in and offered him a drink. He asked for a scotch, she went to the kitchen to prepare it for him.

“So Jen, where is every one?” he asked as he sipped his scotch.

“Oh Harold it is so terrible, everyone else canceled out there is just going to be you, Angelina and me this evening. Judy and Don are having a fuck-fest and just about now Judy has her saddle on and is climbing up on Don’s face.”

“Jen are you alright, and who is Angelina?”

“Its okay Harold, everything will be made very clear, right now lets go down to the basement and get you all fixed up.”

Harold found his legs were not working that well, because he was thinking of leaving and getting away from this crazy broad. He went to his knees, very lightheaded and a sudden dizziness overtook him. Jenny and someone else who he couldn’t see guided him down to the basement. Once in the basement Jenny and Angelina undressed poor Harold, and then secured him up right to a frame Jenny had constructed. Jenny is very handy with tools and had constructed a frame shaped like an upside down V. Harold’s legs were secured to this, opening up his legs so that his cock and balls were easily accessible.

Inside the pocket of Harold’s jacket they found his little computer. Jenny turned it on and looked at the date book. There big and bold was ‘memorial Roger, 6PM Jen/Rog house. She erased this entry and entered: ‘gay drag queen s/m festival, 6PM Greenwich Village.’ That should confuse him. Once he was secured in place, he could wake up, he could fall asleep, he could scream, but he couldn’t move.

“Harold are you in there?” Jenny asked as she lightly slapped his face. “I have something to show you.”

“What the fuck.” Was the best he could get out.

Jenny rolled a television equipped with a VCR in front of Harold, then said: “Nice to see you back amongst the living Harold, I have two tapes for you to watch, you will find them very fascinating. Sorry, I don’t have any popcorn or jujube’s for you.” She sort of giggled as she and Angelina climbed the stairs after turning the VCR on.

Harold watched the tapes with horrified fascination. The first was of a young man and a German sounding woman. She talked all kinds of crazy talk about being good, she put some kind of rubber thing on his balls, finally the kid started yelling to cut his balls off, Jenny popped in to the scene and cuts the kids nuts off. The next film scared him even more in this one a guy gets beaten and tortured, then his balls and dick are cut off. “Holy shit” thought Harold, “this is a real, not some Hollywood make believe.”

The tapes took about an hour and a half to run. Then there was silence. Jenny came back down to the basement; she was dressed as usual in faded jeans and flannel shirt. With her was a pocket-sized girl, wearing a leather corset that exposed her bush, and tits. To bad he wasn’t hetro. She had on high leather boots, a mask and was carrying a riding crop

“Well Harold I hope you enjoyed the films, they are some very good work by a friend of mine in Philly.” Said Jenny. “They sort of show how things are done, and you are going to be done this weekend. Now I am going to ask you a series of questions, if you lie to me Angelina will punish you. Mistress Angelina would you demonstrate for our guest what will happen if I don’t believe his answers.”

“Gladly Jenny.” Said Angelina, she stepped forward turned sideways for better leverage and took a full cut at Harold left nipple with the riding crop.

Harold screamed and Jenny turned to Angelina and said: “Is that a new riding crop, it seems to sing differently when you swing it.”

“No it’s the old one, some times the old things are the best.”

“You see Harold, this is how we are going to spend the evening. Now once again Harold, in case you missed the point of the tapes, I am going to completely emasculate you over the course of the weekend. In case you are not familiar with the term it means castrate and remove your penis. This can be done one of two way artfully, gracefully giving you the greatest sexual experience of your life, or slowly and painfully. Now then, I will ask you a question and you will answer truthfully and completely, otherwise Mistress Angelina will do what she does best, cause you pain. Ready, first question, Harold are you gay?”

“Your insane.”

“Mistress Angelina!”

Whack

“Lets get into the spirit of the thing Harold. Yes perhaps I am insane, that is really not germane to our situation here. When you leave this basement, your gonads and penis are going to still be here. That is a given. Now one more time Harold are you a homosexual?”

“No.”

“Mistress Angelina, your pleasure please.”

Whack

“Harold you are about to loose that nipple Mistress Angelina is working on, try for some better answers.”

“Okay, okay, okay, I’m bisexual.”

“Oh Harold” said an exasperated Jenny. “Mistress Angelina make it two this time, perhaps that will help his memory.”

Whack, whack.

“Queer, through and through, I am as gay as Liberace and Rock Hudson combined. The thought of women makes me want to vomit.”

“Oh that is so much better Harold, at the rate we were going we would have been here all night on one question, and you wouldn’t have had any nipples left. Now next question, did you fuck Roger?”

“No, that’s crazy I was his boss, you don’t shit where you eat.”

“Mistress Angelina, somehow I do not believe him, would you be so kind as to even him out a bit, say three on the otherside.”

“Nooooooooooooooo, I’ll tell you the truth, yes I did but he asked me to.”

“Mistress Angelina refresh his memory.”

Whack, whack, whack.

“Oh god, please no more, I tell you the truth. One day I asked him to lay down on the desk and take his pants down and I would give him a thrill. I was kidding, but he did it. I couldn’t resist, yes I fucked him but only once.”

“Mistress Angelina.”

“No, No, No, I’ll tell, yeah I fucked him about every noon for six months. It was strange, they guy had no cock, no balls, and when every I asked he’d lay down on the desk and I’d fuck him. You’re just doing this to me because I am gay.”

“Oh Harold don’t flatter yourself, its not because your gay that we’re doing this. Mistress Angelina and I are lovers, see I to like my vice versa. I’m doing this because you are a creep, a dangerous man who would take advantage of someone else to satisfy their own desire.”

“What the fuck got you so high and mighty, you cut off Rogers balls, and his cock. He told me.”

“Did he also tell you that he was much happier without them, it took the pressure off him to perform. I told him and I will tell you he wasn’t much of a husband, in that sense, and I am not much of a woman in that sense. But we did love one another in our own way and would have happily lived out our lives together. I have my plants and trees, and Roger had his little columns of numbers, that was enough for us. Now, very important question coming up here Harold, consider your answer carefully before responding. Do you have AIDS?’

“No for cris sake, I am clean as can be.”

“Mistress Angelina, poor Harold cannot seem to get into the spirit of the thing. Please whip him until he passes out.”

“With pleasure Jenny.” Replied Angelina, Harold’s eye got very large, as she started her windup. It took about fifteen swings, one nipple was hanging by a little thread of flesh and the other was half off, Harold stopped screaming and slumped against the restraints.

“He may be faking it.” Said Angelina.

“Yes, he may, but a bucket of ice water will be a good test.” Jenny went to the bathroom filled a bucket and threw it on Harold. He hadn’t been faking.

“Geese Jenny, I’ll catch my death of cold here, put some clothes on me please.” Whined Harold.

“Harold you are dumb, a cold is the last thing you have to worry about down here, bubonic plague would be a welcome alternative to what I have planned for you. Now that you are awake one more time: Do you have AIDS?”

“Yes”

“How long have you know?”

“Eighteen months.”

“So you fucked poor Roger, without protection and gave him an injection of death, is that about it?”

“Yes.”

“You know of course it was the AIDS that caused poor Roger to do a swan dive off the Newburgh Beacon Bridge?”

“No I didn’t know that.”

“Strangely enough I believe you on that point. I am so going to enjoy altering you Harold. You think Mistress Angelina’s riding crop was bad, just wait until I go to work on your genitalia. There are two ways to castrate a man; in one he feels a little snip and then lightness having had the most complete sexual experience of his life. In the other he screams until he cannot scream any more, blood vessels in his eyes burst, he tries to run but his legs won’t work. You will pardon me for being judgmental, but you truly deserve the latter. Just when you think you can stand no more pain I shall start on your penis. If you pass out I shall revive you, you are not going to miss one moment of this, and if it suits my purposes after your crotch is completely smooth I shall sew your mouth and rectum shut so you will not be able to service any with those orifices. Remember gently sweet Roger he deserved better than what you did to him.”

Jenny then took a plastic poncho and put it on over her head, then a Plexiglas face shield just like on the TV doctor shows, next a pair of fiberglass gloves and over those latex surgical gloves.

“Well Harold what do you think, isn’t this the perfect outfit to castrate someone that is HIV positive. Stick proof gloves, face protection, body protection and leak proof. If you would like to Harold you can start screaming now because whenever I put this outfit on it will be to do something extremely painful to your sex organs.”

“He doesn’t have an erection,” Said Angelina, “that’s not fair, when you cut his sack he should be hard.”

“Oh Mistress you are so right, thank you for reminding me, you will have to punish me later on for being so forgetful. Harold I have a very special tape for you to watch it is from Germany, where the age of consent is lower. This tape will get you locked up in the states, the two boys are only fourteen years old. Watch closely.”

Jenny loaded a tape and pushed the lay button. Harold tried not to watch but it was too much for him. Two blond boys obviously not completely mature, engaged in a whole variety of male to male sex. The one that got Harold’s motor going was when the one boy laid on his back, the second boy fucked him in the ass and at the same time jerked him off, Harold had a hard-on.

“Oh that is so much better Harold.” Exclaimed Jenny. “We don’t want that to go away now do we.” With that she whipped out her trusty elastrator and banded his cock at the base.

A little painful, but livable thought Harold.

“That was just the beginning Harold, I want it nice and hard like that for tomorrow.” Said Jenny. She the got down on her knees, so that her face was on level with Harold’s organs. She worked his scrotum to loosen the sack, when she had them swinging free, she made a one inch incision on each side pushed the scrotum up so that the gonads were exposed to the air.

Harold screamed.

“Very good Harold, you know this is a one acre lot, scream away. I’m just going to let those balls of yours hang out in the breeze as it were. They will begin to dry out that should give you a bad moment or two. Mistress Angelina and I now have some work to do. When you see what we do to one another to quote my friend Judy it should ‘scare the shit right out of you’.”

Harold was then treated to the wonderful world of lesbian sado masochism. Angelina got up on the table in front of Harold and spread her legs. Jenny rubbed in xylocaine tropical onto the labia lips. Then she proceeded to install a saddle, or lip spreader to Angelina’s cunt. Four punctures, Angelina had tears n her eyes, but did not scream or cry out. Once the chrome device was in place Angelina’s sex was open for all the world to see. Jenny leaned down and kissed the clit that was exposed.

“Mistress Angelina are you sure?”

“Don’t hesitate slave or your punishment will be worse.” Was the reply Jenny got. Jenny picked up her branch cutters inserted them into Angelina’s labia lips and cut out the clitoris it contained. Angelina murmured a bit, but did not scream. Jenny quickly put a pressure bandage in place to staunch the bleeding.

“You have done well slave, but you will still be punished for being so forgetful.” Said a very shaky Angelina.

“So Harold what do you think, we do this to one another, if there was any doubt in your mind that I wouldn’t castrate you, it should be gone now.” Jenny got her latex outfit back on. “You need to be tidied up a bit down here Harold, all that loose skins.” She proceeded to cut off the scrotum, carefully and slowly savoring every scream that issued from Harold’s mouth. “You know Harold in some of the stories I read, when they get the guy to this point they hang weights off his balls to stretch the cords. What da you think, would that be cool or what. No weights, but see this really does hurt.” With that she gave one ball a yank. Mush like the whistle on a steam engine Harold keened a high pitch scream. When Jenny duplicated the process on the other side he passed out.

“Oh my he has gone, lets let him rest for a while, his balls will get even more painful as they dry out.” Said Jenny. They went up stairs and went to bed for the night.

At nine the next morning they were back downstairs. “And how is little Harold this morning?” Asked Jenny. “No coffee for Harold, bad for you, but this should get you awake.” Jenny was carrying a small bowl filled with fluid. She carefully place it under Harold’s dried out balls then she yanked on each ball to dunk it in the fluid.

Harold was awake and screaming, the bowl contained salt water.

“You know I was telling you about all the stories I have read about men being castrated. In all of them they give the guy one last cum, before the cut his balls off. You are going to become a eunuch with all of your cum lock in you forever. You cum is dangerous, you have killed my Roger with it, and who knows who else you have infected. Say good-by to your balls Harold. Jenny reached down with her glove hand grasped one of the dangling gonads and pulled as hard as she could, it stretched out an amazing distance. With her other hand she cut the cord with a razor knife, she the proceeded to the other side, and repeated the procedure, and of course Harold screamed.

“There you go Harold, we halfway there, you are now ball less. Soon you will be cock-less. Now you still have an erection, you think it is numb, I have done this before, you only think it is numb. First I am going to flay it, then quarter it, before I remove it, we’re going to have a fun day Harold. In the meantime I don’t want you getting dehydrated, take this and drink this.” Jenny gave Harold a dose of Rohypnol washed down with the zombie cucumber. She wanted to make sure his shortterm memory was going to be gone.

The girls hung around the house till early in the afternoon, Harold had passed out after being given his dope. They didn’t want to interfere with his memories.

About 1:30 they both went down stairs again, Harold was starting to stir. He was confused from the drugs and the pain. “Okay Harold time to go to work, see I have my vinyl on that means it pain time for you. Would you like to watch some more of that tape I got. I told you it was illegal, it’s kiddie porn, gee and I ordered it in your name, and paid for it with a Money Order in your name. Wonder if the cops know? Of course they do I told them. Now the fun begins again.”

Try as he might Harold could not take his eyes off the porno film. Even though he was banded up he got even harder as the film progressed.

“Oh that is so nice Harold, it will make this so much easier with you all nice and stiff.” Jenny cut the skin in a circle at the base and with her gloved hand pulled it off Harold’s dick, it looked like he was trying to get a really thick condom off his penis. Jenny had been right he really wasn’t all that numb, he screamed.

“Jenny dear perhaps Harold would like some of that cooling water with the salt in it, his dick won’t dry out then.”

“Thank you mistress for that wonderful suggestion.” Jenny cut the skin loose from the dick, and then poured the contents of the bowl from that morning, Harold passed out.

Harold couldn’t urinate as Jenny had not used a catheter when she banded his dick, he did foul himself from the rear though. Which gave the basement a certain barnyard air.

It took about four hours for Harold to regain consciousness, Jenny fed him another dose of her medications, and he was out again. They decided to let him sleep until the next morning before completely tidying him up.

Nine am Sunday. “Good morning Harold, are you already for your big day, of course you are. Just to put me in the proper mode, my Mistress is going to punish me, I have been a bad girl.” Chirped Jenny in her best airhead imitation voice.

Harold was having a bit of a problem focusing. But was not prepared for what took place next, great big Jenny naked got across little Angelina’s lap. Little Angelina then proceeded to beat her ass black and blue with a paddle until Jenny started to make a high pitched sound, which Harold at first mistook for pain, but then realized she is cuming from having her ass whipped. He gave up all hope at this point. After Jenny stopped cuming, Angelina pulled Jenny’s mouth to her breasts where Jenny contentedly nursed for fifteen or twenty minutes.

“Well slave, I am too sore for you to lick me, but you can still have your reward.” Angelina stood up straddled Jenny’s face and urinated. Jenny came again.

Once Jenny’s breathing returned to normal, she got up and put on her vinyl garb. “Ready Harold, this is your big moment, do you have any thing to say to the folks in the home audience before you become an it. Aha, not talking while the flavor lasts, well we will have you singing in just a moment.” Jenny pulled out of trusty razor knife, making three quick deep slashes in Harold’s penis two on the bottom and one on the top. “Look down Harold see you’re self for the last time.” Then slowly Jenny cut the three pieces off neatly by the tubing. Need I say it, Harold screamed.

Jenny let him scream, she assumed part of the screaming was fear as well as pain. Finally after about 45 minutes. She dosed him up again, with date rape drug, and the Haitian special cocktail. She hoped things were as they say they were that these two substances would interfere with the translation of short term memory into long term.

Later that day Judy came over to survey the work. Jenny had decided to dump Harold naked in Manhattan on the lower west side in the 20s. This neighborhood had banned together to stop prostitutes and gays streetwalkers from their area. She knew she was being politically incorrect, but what the hell she had just de-balled and cut the penis off a man. So the three of them loaded Harold in the back of the van, he was pretty foul smelling by this time. Jenny wrote a couple of unflattering comments on his body with an indelible laundry marker, then taped the kiddie porn tape his back. They of course had Harold completely ripped on the drugs, it would be at least 24 hours before he was coherent. They dumped him on 21st in Manhattan then drove back to Dutchess County, stopping at McDonalds for Big Mac’s.

Jenny read the papers for the next week, and jumped each time the doorbell rang. But nothing ever came of her alteration of Harold. She felt Roger could now rest easily with Harold so thoroughly punished.

“Hello”

“Jenny”

“Yes”

“This is Hannah from Philly, your old friend. Listen I got a call from a couple in Springfield, Ma. It is a two some, they don’t want to come down here, but you are so close by. The man he wants to nice and light and airy, and the women she wants to be nice and smoother down there, you know. Maybe you could help them achieve this, as a favor to your old friend Hannah.