Gerry had wanted to have his cock cut off ever since he could remember. when he was a little boy, aged five or six, he used to wake up really early in the morning while his parents were still asleeep, sneak downstairs to the kitchen and get the breadknife out of the drawer. He would then stand on a chair , pull down his pyjamas and ,resting his little penis on the kitchen worksurface, press down with the knife at the base of his cock until it hurt too much and he began to get scared. Gerry did this on many occasions, never doing any more damage than a little grazing of the skin, never getting caught, but every time he did it he felt such an excitement which he didn't understand. As Gerry grew older he seemed to have grown out of it until he was fourteen and began reading horror stories. One day he was reading a book called the Pan Book of Horror Volume 1 and came across a story about a travelling salesman who stays one night at a guesthouse and has sex with the landlady's young daughter. A couple of months later he is in the area again and stays in the same guest house. His evening meal is drugged and he wakes up tied naked to the kitchen table and the landlady tells him that her daughter is pregnant and she is going to make sure he can never do anything like that ever again, whereupon she proceeds to slowly cut off his penis with a large knife. When Gerry read this, all the old feelings came flooding back and from that moment on every time he masturbated, that was his only fantasy. As Gerry grew older he had some girlfriends and once or twice made the mistake of revealing his fantasy, only to very quickly become single again! He had begun to believe that no girls shared his interest in this subject then suddenly the Bobbit case burst into the news. Shortly after Gerry got hooked up to the internet and found a lot of traffic on the message boards about the topic, so he selected a fetish forum and posted a request for any girls with castration fantasies to get in touch, not really exoecting to get any replies. One day Gerry got home and checked his email. There was a message waiting entitled: " Cutting off your penis." With mounting excitement he read the message....it was from a single woman called Janet who was in her thirties and said she had always wanted to cut off a guy's cock but unfortunately never really would because she didn't want to get arrested! She said she lived in London. Gerry couldn't believe his luck......if Janet had lived in Australia or Mexico this would just be more fantasy material but he lived in the north of England and Janet was only two hours away by train! It was too good an opportunity to miss so he emailed her back with three requests: 1) Please send a photo. 2) Where do you work? 3) Do you know of any small guest house/hotels in the London Charing Cross area? When he had received her reply Gerry caught a train to London the next day. Looking at the list of Charing Cross guest houses Janet had provided he selected the "Bella Vista", two streets away from the well known large hospital in that district. The Bella Vista was a small Bed and Breakfast type of place, the kind where guests are given their own front door key to let themselves in late at night. Gerry checked in, was given his key and then went out "to do some sightseeing". He immediately went and got a copy key cut and put it in an envelope with a note which said "2nd floor,room 8, 1am." He then went to the office building where Janet said she worked, walked into the lobby and handed the envelope to the receptionist ,who promised to send it up to Janet straight away. Then Gerry went shopping. First he called at a branch of the Ann Summers sex shop chain,where he purchased four sets of fur lined handcuffs. He then called at a hardware store and bought a roll of heavy duty duct tape and a large breadknife with a serrated edge. Lastly he went to an electronics shop and got a pocket dictaphone microrecorder.Gerry then returned to the Bella Vista. Once in his room he took off his clothes and lay on the bed stroking his cock,feeling every part of it as if for the first time, contemplating what was sheduled to happen in a few short hours. He was nearly cumming1 Must save that for the main event! Quickly Gerry jumped off the bed and began the final preparations. He opened the drawer of the bedside table and got out the obligatory Bible. He turned to the Book of Matthew and searched for the page with the verse which instructs that if a part of your body offends you....cut it off. Laying the Bible open at that page on the dresser he then took a sheet of notepaper and wrote" I have done this to prove my faith in the Lord, and have consigned the source of my temptation into the sewer where it belongs. Amen." He then took out the fur lined handcuffs and secured one set to each corner of the bed. Picking up the dictaphone he began to record........"Hello? Emergency......Ambulance please........Someone's cut themselves realy badly....I think they fell through a glass door......... Bella Vista guest house.........Charing Cross... near the hospital..........." Gerry then repeated the message once more and put the dictaphone down on the bedside table, next to the phone. He then went into the en suite bathroom and had a shower, during which he shaved off all of his pubic hair, for the first time in his life. Drying himself off, he filled the sink with cold water and left the towel soaking in the basin.Gerry returned to the bedroom and checked the clock. It was nearly 1am. The boarding house was quiet, all the other guests were in bed asleep, as was the landlady. He peered out of the curtains...... the street was deserted...... then around the corner came a female figure, as she got nearer Gerry recognised Janet from the picture she had emailed him. Janet reached the front door and looked up and down the street....no one was about. She silently let herself in the ront door with her key, carefully closing it without a sound and then tip toed up the stairs to the second floor. The door to room 8 was ajar, so she walked in and closed it behind her.Gerry stood there naked with the biggest hard on of his life. Janet was wearing a long raincoat and trainers. She slipped off the coat to reveal a perfect naked figure with a totally shaven pussy. Gery just stood and stared...... she was even more beautiful than he had dared hope for. She walked towards him and grabbed his cock and stared into his eyes, caressing it with one hand, feeling every inch of it's hardness,whilst using her other hand to stroke her pussy. Not a word was said as she picked up one of Gerry's socks and pushed it into his mouth. She pointed at the roll of duct tape. Gerry tore off a long strip and placed it over his mouth, wrapping it around his heada couple of times......it would take quite a while to get that off, but that was the idea. Gerry lay down on the bed spreadeagled and Janet began to secure the cuffs, one by one. As she was doing this her erect nipples brushed Gerry's skin and his whole body arched in anticipation. When he was totally tied up Janet climbed onto the bed and knelt straddling Gerry's head , looking down at him as he looked up between her legs.She began to play with herself, stretching her shaven pussy lips wide as she looked into his eyes. He could see how wet she was as she slipped a finger inside her pussy, and another one up her arse slowly moving them in and out,teasing him as she smiled down at him. Gerry lay there enraptured, watching those fingers going places where his cock never would ever again. Janet then pulled her fingers out and put one up each of Gerry's nostrils, blocking his only source of air. As he struggled to breathe he inhaled the aroma on her fingers as she rubbed her clit with her other hand. Just before he was about to pass out she took her fingers away and got off the bed. Wallking over to the minibar Janet took out a minatute bottle of whisky. She picked up the breadknife and lightly ran her finger down the serrated edge, testing it's sharpness. After pouring some of the whisky over the blade, she walked over to the bed and poured the rest over Gerry's groin. Gerry felt like his newly shaven skin was on fire.......despite himself he tried to cry out but the gag would let no sound escape. Janet looked down at Gerry........ was he having second. thoughts? It didn't matter...... he couldn't tell her to stop now and anyway she wasn't going to be prevented from realising her fantasy at long last......She picked up the knife and knelt by the side of the bed. The stinging of the whisky had softened Gerry's erection slightly so she took it in her mouth and began to suck. Gerry looked down at his shaven cock and remenbered ironically that this was just how it had looked all those years ago on the kitchen of his parent's house..... and now at last it was really going to happen.......he closed his eyes and savoured the soft warm sensation of her mouth on his doomed cock, giving him the last blow job of his life...the last orgasm he would ever experience. He felt a tickling sensation at the base of his cock, where it joined the belly, as Janet delicately drew the edge of the blade backwards and forwards over the skin,in time with the up and down movements of her head ,as she sucked harder and harder she increased the pressure of the sawing motions and Gerry felt his skin break and a small trickle of blood ran down the side id his balls. This was it! Gerry felt the first faint stirrngs of the approaching final orgasm deep inside him and he began to buck his hips, fucking her mouth as she sawed harder, back and forth back and forth as he felt the knife begin to bite into the flesh. As the first jet of cum hit the back of her throat, Janet knew she had about 5 seconds to finish the job. If she hadn't cut right through by the time his orgasm was over, he might want to try and save his cock....and that wouldn't do! As the second stream of cum filled her mouth Janet sliced as hard as she could until Gerry's cock was just hanging by a sliver of flesh as his last spasms were subsiding. Gerry was trying to scream but only a muffled whine escaped from the gag as she looked up into his tear filled eyes she clamped her teeth together and ripped his cock away entirely Gerry was straining against the cuffs but the fur linings ensured that the skin on his wrists and ankles remained unchafed. Janet held up the severed organ for Gerry to stare at, wide eyed. She held it in her fingers, dripping blood across the carpet as she went into the bathroom. She then held the bloody penis over the toilet bowl and let it drip for a few seconds before taking the cold wet towel from the sink and moving quickly back to the bedroom . Gerry was spurting blood from his groin as Janet loosened one of the cuffs so Gerry could hold the towel in place over the wound. She took a small jar from her coat pocket containin formaldehyde and unscrewed the lid. Holding up the penis she looked into Gerry's tear stained face as she pickled his cock forever and smiled. Putting the jar back in the coat pocket she snatched the bloody towel from Gerry and wiped the knife handle to remove her prints, throwing the knife on the floor for Gerry to pick up. Gerry knew what had been agreed. He closed his fingers around the knife handle then dropped it to the floor as Janet returned he towel to staunch the flow of blood. She then picked up the phone and dialled 999 emergency. The operator answered: "Hello, what service do you require?........" Janet activated the dictaphone and Gerry's voice said " Hello, emergency....ambulance please............someone's cut themselves really badly............................." When she was sure that the operator had got all the details Janet hung up and released the rest of the cuffs, putting them in her coat pocket. As she put on her coat and checked hr trainers for any signs of blood Gerry sat on the edge of the bed crying and whimpering into his gag, unable to think of anything except the throbbing pain in his crotch. He looked at her for one last time as she opened the door onto the landing Not a single word had passed between them.. She turned and blew him a kiss and he watched her leave the room and head quietly down the stairs. Had it been worh it? Too late now......Oh God the pain..........WHERE IS THAT AMBULANCE...............? Janet opened the front door and checked the street.....deserted.......leaving the front door ajar she quickly walked down the street, as she turned the corner she could hear the approaching siren in the distance.......................... The End. 1st story attempt. Comments welcome (especialy from female readers). .
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