"Thorn! You scared me half to death you lecherous...." Thorn pulled her to his lips and kissed her impulsively.

"Oh. Well I know what YOU came for." She raised her eybrow at him questioningly.

"Not at all, my love." He closed the door behind them and swept her into a silent waltz.

"You know I don't like it when you call me that." He cocked his head, hearing the bathtub fill up.

"You left the water running, my love." She scowled at him and ran to turn it off.

" I suppose you want to join me in the tub?"

"No, my sweet, but I would like to watch you climb in, water steaming off of your skin..." He searched her face in longing, " wash your every inch and look deep into those baby blues of yours." He grinned.

"You're impossible."

"I do try." He grinned. Celeste studied him for a moment.

"Well....my water is getting cold. I suppose you can come wash me up." Thorn smiled wider as he followed her into the bathroom and watched her slowly undress.

"Well? Don't you want to get more comfortable? Take off your shirt and put your hair up." Thorn obliged, unbuttoning his black satin shirt and gathering his thick, dark hair into a long braid. Celeste let a smile slip out.

"I always forget how enticing you are shirtless." He flexed his pecs for her and smiled mischeviously.

"You better get in the tub before it gets cold." She slowly stepped in, submerging the lower half of her body as she reclined against the back of the tub. Thorn knelt down beside the bath, took her loofah and bathgel and began slowly lathering her body. He lathered everything below her neck, and then put the loofah aside and began sliding his fingers across her breasts, traveling down in between her legs. She moaned softly as he began gently, but rhythmically, massaging her clitoris and inner labia with his fingertips. He knew her body almost better than he knew his own. He continued massaging her with one hand while letting her hair down with the other. It fell across her shoulders in shining streams. With his now free hand, he slid his fingers into her slowly as she moaned louder. She came shortly afterward against his hands, writhing with ecstasy. As she panted heavily, she finished rinsing her body off and stepped out of the tub. Thorn handed her a towel and helped her dry off, as well as pull the drain out. Celeste took him by the hand and led him into her bedroom.

"Take off all of your clothes and lay on the bed." Thorn slipped his pants off, revealing his large, erect cock. He grinned and lay face-up on her bed.

"Turn over. You're a very bad boy."

"Yes, Celeste. I am."

"I see that you have shaved for me. Good boy." She ran her hands across his balls hanging between his legs. They hung low and large. His cock was erect and she stroked it for only a moment. She reached over to the side table and popped open a bottle of lube. She thoroughly lubed his anus and then proceeded to slip into her strapon harness. She attached a nice, large, long dildo and slowly inserted it into Thorn's anus. He moaned in pleasure as she began to fuck his ass.

"Oh, Harder! Please. Celeste. Fuck. Me." She instructed him to lay on his back and she held his ankles and forcefully thrust into his yearning ass over and over again. After awhile Thorn's moaning increased and she could tell he was close to cumming.

"Please may I cum?"He begged, moaning and panting. She punished his cock with a firm slap.

"No." She spanked his genitals several times as he moaned in mingled pain and ecstasy. She slipped the strapon out of his ass began to massage his balls. He moaned and writhed. She never touched his cock except when she was punishing or torturing it. He was used to cumming just from his balls and ass. She had trained him well.

"Does my little boy want his cock to be tortured?" Thorn nodded. He was actually starting to derive a sort of pleasure from getting his cock tortured in all manner of ways. She took out a riding crop and began to flog his cock. He bucked his hips and writhed at the whipping, and thought to himself how masochistic he was becoming.

"One of these days I am going to take your cock. You know that." Thorn shuddered a bit. She enjoyed threatening to cut off his cock. He admitted silently to himself that the thought did turn him on a bit, but he kept quiet.

"Maybe your balls, too. Probably." She said, decisively. Thorn winced at that. His balls, besides his ass, were the only way he was allowed to cum. She switched to a normal flogger and whipped his genitals as he moaned with pleasure at the stinging on the sensitive skin. She stopped and then went into the closet to get his hobbler. This was a contraption which squashed his balls between two rods and kept him in a kneeling position because of the way the bars spread across his upper thighs. If he tried to straighten up, his balls would be stretched painfully.

"Good boy." She lay under him fiddling with his cock. He thought about anything but her touching him as he had been orded to stay flaccid. She was placing him in a male chasity device.

"Think about it, Thorn. You could be so smooth between your legs. You would learn to enjoy anal torture and become my little butt boy. His cock began to get hard at this, but it was already restrained in his chastity device.

"Now, would you like me to torture your balls more?" Thorn moaned and nodded. Celeste got out from her closet a large syringe and began to suck up saline solution from a container. She began to inject the saline into Thorn's scrotum, causing it to swell and become heavy. His balls felt enormous, as they began to resemble a baseball and then a grapefruit. There she stopped and took the hobbler off.

"Do you like your nice, big balls?" Thorn grunted in aquiescence. He loved the weight of them swinging heavily there.

"Good. Now lay on your back like a good little fuckslave." He complied, and she strapped him down thoroughly. She began to finger his ass, starting slowly and working her fist in. He writhed and moan as his cock strained against its restraint.

"Oh, God, Celeste, please fistfuck my ass, harder!" She responded by pumping her fist in and out of his ass violently as he moaned and his cock strained painfully against the chastity device. Her fist pummeled his prostate and he wanted to cum so badly he could almost taste it.

"I bet you would like very much to come, wouldn't you?"

"Yes, please."

"No, my dear, Coming is not an option. However," and she continued fucking his ass with her fist but slowly now, getting her arm as far in as possible, "you have other options. Your first choice is whether I remove your cock or your balls. There is no option of you leaving here with both. So, love," she smiled wickedly, "what will it be?"

Thorn sighed. He knew this would happen one day. However, He also knew Celeste, and that she would most likely cut off his balls if he said cock, and vice versa. He gave her his best scared-little-boy face in hopes of getting her to change her mind.

"My balls," he said.

"Arrogant man, of course you would do anything to preserve you precious manhood. Therefore, you will be losing your cock this evening." Thank God he had been correct about his use of reverse psychology. She began to tied his legs to the bedposts, and then his arms.

"However, since you've been such a good little buttboy, not only am I going to let you come beforehand, but I am only going to cut off the head. Now, aren't I nice?" He smiled weakly.

"Yes, Celeste." She knelt and removed the chastity device. Her mouth closed over his cock, and it was all he could do not to cum immediately. He savored her sucking him off gently and slowly. He moaned and moaned until finally he shot his load, his body wracked with spasms of pleasure as she quickly swallowed his cum. He panted hard, and while he was still quite erect, she slipped a ring around his cock about half an inch below the head and pressed a button. The ring clenched on his cock and cut through it. Thorn screamed in pain as Celeste fed a tube through his urethra so that he would still be able to pee. It stayed clamped to prevent blood loss as Celeste stitched him up. She placed the head of hid cock in formaldehyde and placed it on her shelf. Thorn panted and moaned, now in pain. Celeste lay beside him and kissed him.

"Awww, that wasn't so bad was it?" Thorn glared at her.

"Don't worry, next week your balls are coming off." Thorn sighed.