Toy Maker

Doctor Martin looked at the television in his office and scanned the hospital like room where his victims lay recovering from their various procedures. He was proud of his work. Proud of how he had remade men to suit the needs of his clients.

He didn't dislike the men he had maimed and tortured for his clients, it was a fact of life that they were raw material for his enterprise.

He needed the money from the sale of these young men to fund his research into human sexuality and its control, men like the young men who lay in the beds on his TV screen.

Today he given one man a permanent unfixable erection and another he had gelded and then scarified his penis leaving deep grooves in the glans after removing the foreskin and much of the rest of the skin covering his penis before removing all of his teeth.

He comforted himself with the knowledge that most of his victims were homeless and they would, in most cases, be looked after well by their new owners. He knew that some would face pretty unattractive futures with some of his more violent clients and that some would probably end up being killed for the sexual enjoyment of some of them.

He knew that Mr Wai was particularly perverted in this manner and he thought about the most recent of his project, David, who only days ago was collected by Mr Wai's agents. He knew that almost certainly, sooner or later David would be executed. Mr Wai seemed to enjoy the more horrendous methods of ending his victims' lives. Some were hung up and over a period of days, sliced to death using the ancient Chinese technique of "Death by a Thousand Cuts", others faced a Spanish garrotting machine, whilst others the guillotine. Mr Wai even had his own electric chair in which to execute his victims. Mr. Wai's seemed to relish his signature techniques of disposing of his used playthings.

But now he had other things to worry about.

He needed to return to his laboratory. His work was waiting. The new experiment was progressing and he needed to commence the training of the new "boy".

He pushed a button under his desk and a door opened. His laboratory awaited him. The room was full of equipment and at its centre was an operating table, spot-lit to enable the Doctor to work. The table was in its chair-like setting and there sat a terrified and naked young man.

The Doctor eyed his victim. The man could only be about twenty. His head shaved of its blond hair in preparation for the events to come.

The doctor walked over to man. The young victim shook and tested the straps binding him to the chair, but to no avail and the ring like gag in his mouth prevented him making any noise but left his mouth open to abuse.

"My boy, we have a trip to make you and I. A trip that will take us to the centre of your manhood and back again.

Our aim is quite simple. At the end of our journey you will not want use your manhood ever again. It will become a source not of pleasure but of pain, endlessly enduring pain."

The boy tried to scream but the gag prevented it.

"You see boy, it is Tim isn't it? Well Tim I have perfected a simple technique of emotion controlled castration. Slowly over the next hours and days we will train your mind to realise that only pain ever comes your penis. If you get an erection you will experience intense pain, if you cum you will be in such excruciating agony that you will wish you were never born." the Doctor smiled at his terrified victim.

"We have developed techniques involving the use of powerful stimulants, electro-convulsive therapy and more direct physical means to first erase memories of pleasure and then to implant only pain in you mind."

The young man stared at his tormentor, terrified of what lay ahead at the hands of this madman.

"Now let us begin."

The Doctor picked up helmet like device containing electrodes. He placed some jelly-like material on the sides of Tim's head and with careful adjustments placed the electrodes on already marked places around Tim's head.

"Tim, my son, the pain you will feel shortly is just the beginning of our journey." The doctor said as he picked up a syringe and grabbing Tim's forearm he injected the syringe's contents into him.

"Don't worry, the drugs just protect you from the effects of the electro shock on your muscles."

As he said it, looking deep into the eyes of Tim he slowly turned a dial and Tim felt a pulsing through his body that strangely seemed to come not from his head but his penis which stood increasing erect as the shocks continued.

The feeling began to invade every part of his body. It was strangely pleasant but his penis began to feel as if it was on fire. He writhed in a mixture of ecstasy and agony has his penis bounced, hard as a rock against his body, the fire within searingly painful.

Then the mad doctor changed a setting on the infernal machine and suddenly Tim felt as if his body was being invaded thousands of fiery needles but his cock felt as if it were being caressed by warm and comforting lips. He writhed in pain but his cock was in rapture.

Tim could not control his body, suddenly his cock spewed cum in a huge gush and then a massive jolt of electricity slammed through his body and hit his cock. Tim screamed into the gag holding his mouth open.

"See my son, you cum and you feel pain, massive pain throughout your body." The doctor gently fondled Tim's wilting cock. Tim yelped in excruciating pain. "Your dick is just a centre for pain and suffering now. You will learn through our training sessions to hate this unwanted appendage. You will beg me to remove it to end the pain. But I cannot end you pain only you can." With that the doctor again changed the setting and Tim's dick again became rock hard and the fiery burst of electricity again tore into his manhood.

Again Tim found he could not stop the stream of cum surging from his cock nor the burst of agony that accompanied it.

With a gasp Tim slipped into unconsciousness, free from the doctor's ministrations.

The Doctor smiled. The session had gone further than he expected. Most of the men fainted after the first burst of cum. He was pleased. Tim was a good subject and his refinements to the technique had extended the first session successfully.

....

Tim woke. He took in his surroundings. He was in a small white room with a bed and a chair and a bucket in the corner. That was all.

His naked body was wracked with tremours. Why was this madman doing this to him?

He unconsciously touched his penis and was immediately pain rocketed through his body. Tim rolled onto the floor in agony.

The Doctor smiled. He was watching every move Tim made on his TV screen.

Tim finally was able to sit up and pulled himself up onto the simple bed that sat in the corner of the room shaking from the pain and from the mental confusion it caused.

He looked down at his penis. It seemed undamaged. There was no visible sign of any damage. Gingerly he touched it again and again severe and deep pain rammed though his body.

Tim coiled on his bed trying to avoid touching his genitals. The pain gradually subsided.

The doctor looking on smiled once more. The pain was totally in Tim's mind. There was no physical reason Tim was feeling pain except that his brain was telling him he was.

The Doctor was pleased. A single session had achieved this much. Shortly a second session would complete the experiment and Tim would find anything touching his penis would lead to convulsions and agony.

Tim would almost certainly want to end the pain somehow.

....

The Doctor looked at his subject. Tim was strapped in the chair again, the gag in place and the electrode helmet again on his head.

Tim looked at the doctor. His eyes mirroring the terror and pain he knew he would soon feel.

"Son, we now move on the next part of our journey. The pain you fear is real. Shortly you will feel pain in a way that you have not before. Your penis, the centre of your manhood will become transformed into a vessel of suffering." As he said this he placed a metal band around Tim's limp cock, a wire running from it to the box with the dials, and finally he attached a wire to the ring gag in Tim's mouth

Once more the doctor took Tim's arm and injected him. "This time son it is something more than just a muscle relaxant�" his voiced trailed off as Tim's was overcome by a strange feeling. His mind drifted, images flashed though his head and he was instantly very alert and everything was very sharp and clear.

The doctor turned to the dials. Electricity pulsed through Tim's body. His cock was instantly hard and felt as if it were on fire. He shook with the pain flowing through every fibre of his soul. The doctor turned another dial and Tim's jaw clenched the gag in his mouth as current rushed through his jaw. The doctor watched as Tim's face shook as the electricity shook his head.

Then he turned another dial and Tim's already aching cock jumped and jerked and pulsated. Tim felt as if his dick was being ripped from his body as the doctor upped the power. Then without warning Tim felt himself cumming followed by a massive jolt of pain that felt as if his cock had been branded with a poker.

This time unconsciousness did not come to save him. Only more tormenting words from the doctor �."Son you are doing well. Shall we try again�" as Tim saw the doctor turn the dials, once more his softening cock immediately stood erect pulsing and jumping at the doctor's whim.

Again Tim's tortured dick spewed cum and again Tim felt a massive jolt hit his cock and this time his head. He felt as if his head would explode as his cock burned with pain.

The session continued again and again Tim was forced to cum and again and again his cock was punished, each time more powerful shocks hit is cock and rocked his head.

Finally Tim was lifted from the torture chair, barely conscious, and returned to the small white cell.

The doctor stood over Tim as the guards lay him on his bed.

As Tim watched through a haze of pain the doctor injected his arm. Tim's head swirled with strange sensations. He felt the pain still but could not focus on his surroundings.

....

Tim woke. He was back in the alley where he usually slept, dressed in the same rags he had worn before meeting the mad doctor �or was that a dream?

He rolled over, just brushing his cock as did. Instantly his body shook with excruciating pain. He curled into a ball and shook for what seemed like hours. He tried to stand up and again his tattered clothing brushed his cock.

He fell to the ground writhing in agony.

....

The doctor smiled as he read the e-mail from his informant at the Emergency Room at Mercy General�. "Patient Timothy Edmunds admitted following an incident in which he had cut off his penis with a razor blade�. obviously delusional �.. claims mad doctor experimented on him"

"Next time it would only take one session with the electrodes to achieve this level of success. " He thought.

He turned back to his TV monitor. "The new boy will need gelding, teeth removal, left arm amputation �it is going to be a long day!" He said to himself as he eyed the young dark haired man in the holding room.

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