The Plaque

It was Friday and Jay was feeling more and more like his old self after a two-week stay in the hospital with a stubborn and persistent case of pneumonia. He felt good enough, his lawn mowing not withstanding, he might actually be able to go back to work on Monday.

In the meantime, he would have the house to himself all weekend, while his wife Gloria visited her friends up the coast. He could just lie on his favorite chair and drift and regain his strength.

At about 9:30 Gloria came out to say good-by. “I don’t like leaving you alone like this, so I have asked a friend to stop and by and take care of you.”

“Oh gese, that’s not necessary, I’ll be fine” replied Jay. “no need to put anyone out, there is always 911.”

“I know, but I want her to take care of you this weekend, so she will be stopping by. Here is a nice glass of lemonade, remember you need lots of fluids.” Giving him a quick peck on the cheek she left.

Jay took a sip of the lemonade, and grimaced, it had a bitter under-taste to it. ‘Better not look a gift horse in the mouth.’ He thought, Gloria so seldom did anything at all for him that this was really a benchmark day.

Then he drifted off, he felt himself being tugged, and moved and pressure here and pressure there, but he just kind of drifted.

“WAKE UP JAY!” Said a feminine voice.

Jay came awake, started to get up and found he couldn’t move, he was strapped down to his chaise lounge.

“Well Jay, that was quick, you came right out of it. To answer your first question before you even ask it I am Sam, Samantha, and I gave you wife a hypnotic to put in your lemonade. I am here to take care of you.”

“What the fuck, I can’t move.” Exclaimed Jay.

“Well silly, that is because I have you strapped down so I can take care of you. You might try and runaway otherwise.” Grinned Sam.

“What is going on?”

“All in good time. Now then which would you prefer, Oak, Cherry or Walnut?” Asked Sam.

“For what?”

“For your mounting.”

“What mounting”

“The mounting I am going to make for your wife Gloria, as a reminder of all you have done for her.”

“This doesn’t make any sense, are you selling something?”

“No Jay, I am not selling something. Here is an example of my work, this is my mounting of my late husband.” Sam held up a wooden plaque with an irregular piece of some substance pinned to the wood.

“What is it?” Asked a bewildered Jay.

“It is the skin from my late husbands scrotum and penis, I skinned him, preserved the skin and mounted the skin on this piece of wood. Intriguing isn’t it?”

“Surely you’re joking, that would kill a man.”

“No Jay, it didn’t kill him, it didn’t kill him when I castrated him either. It didn’t kill him when I cut his dick off. What did kill him was when I injected him with about 20cc of air, that caused an embolism and he was dead in about 70 seconds. When we get to that point I want you to know it is all over really fast.”

“You are fucking nuts, a whacko, what kind of crazy talk is this.” Screamed Jay.

“No crazy talk, your bound hand and foot. You are completely at my mercy. Now I am going to do exactly what I did to my husband, slowly, and exquisitely painfully you are going to have your genitals skinned, and then be castrated and emasculated. Your going to have your fucking nuts and cock cut off Jay.”

“WHY???”

“You don’t know do you, your wife kept the report from you in the hospital while she got herself tested. You are HIV positive Jay. Your brought home the whole deal and gave it to your wife to boot.”

“That’s crazy I can’t be HIV positive, there is just no fucking way I can be.”

“That’s really the bad news Jay, you are. Your pneumonia was the first symptom of full blown AID’s. I have formed my own one woman HIV/AID’s support group. My husband did the same thing you did. He let little gay boys fuck him in the ass, then he brought home his little dick and shot me full of the virus too. I sort of went nuts when I found out, so castrating and killing him was my form of therapy. Kind of hard on him I know, but what can I say, he had it coming. It was such a good and useful thing to do have extended my services to other wives as a public service. So when I do your nuts and cock you know it is a really useful service.”

“I’m not gay, no, never, no gay, no way.”

“You’re a little mixed up there Jay, maybe it was drugs, you know you have never had a blood transfusion, did you shot some dope and use someone else’s needle.”

“Hell no, I’m a beer man.”

“Your also a liar Jay. Tell me when the you were being fucked by that guy or guys were you on all fours being ridden like a mare, or did you pretend you were a little girl and spread your legs so your boyfriend could get a good shot at your asshole.”

“Shut your fucking mouth, I am not gay, no.”

“Oh Jay, fess up. Did your lover jerk you off as he fucked your little asshole, or do you shot from the dick in your hind quarters.

“Shut the fuck-up. HELLLLLLP!!!”

“Jay I think your neighbors are at work, but just in case they aren’t I have another surprise for you.” With that Sam pulled her panties down to reveal a sanitary pad well drenched in blood. “Remember that all doggerel form your high school days, ‘You can tell by the smell, that she isn’t feeling well’. Remember that Jay. I’m in the middle of my period, pms you know, no jury in the world would convict me for doing to you what you deserve. But just in case, you’re going to be quiet.” Removing the pad, Sam straddled Jay’s face and washed his mouth and nose with her bush.

“By the way Jay, in preparation for today I haven’t washed myself in a week. It must really be like eating a dead fish, isn’t that what you boys say?”

Jay was almost overcome by the ammonia smell of unwashed pussy. He tried his best not to vomit, and to get fresh air. Finally, Sam got up.

“No more yelling Jay, okay, and just to be sure, I have a very special gag for you, my used sanitary pad.” With that Sam taped the bloody sanitary pad over Jay’s mouth.

Now he was sure he would vomit.

“First things first Jay, let me get the hypo in your vein, in case you need to check out early.” Sam inserted a hypodermic needle into Jay’s left arm, and taped it in place. “There you go Jay, one little push and 70 seconds later St Peter will be asking you why you are so early.

“MMMHHH...”

“No need to worry yet Jay, your wife really wants you to suffer. In case your wondering how we will cover the mutilations, I understand there are some large reptiles back in the canal. Once I am done, it is a quick swim with the gators for you.”

“NNNNNN!”

“Shush now Jay. It is time to be skinned. An old drunk taught me how to sharpen a knife, so sharp you can’t even touch the blade. See, it’s an old bone handled jack knife, but boy is it sharp. I know, I know, you’re worried about an infection, don’t be, your not going to live long enough to get infected. Since I am HIV positive thanks to my late husband I don’t care if some of your blood gets on me, it’s too late for me to worry about that.”

“One last time now Jay, was it men or drugs?”

“NNNNNN.” Was the best muffled sound Jay could get out as he shook his head emphatically side to side.

“Too bad Jay.” Sam undid Jay’s trousers and pulled them down as far as the bindings would allow. Then she cut his underwear off. “Have to be careful don’t want your little ballsy’s to get sunburned, that might hurt.”

Opening a short blade on the knife, Sam placed the edge of the blade at the bottom of Jay’s scrotum, then leaned over and whispered in his ear in a loving voice. “See Jay the knife is so sharp that you don’t even feel it as it cuts, you didn’t flinch I just opened up your scrotum.” Sure enough she had drawn the knife up his crotch and cut the side of his sack open.

“You don’t believe me do you Jay, let me show you.” Sam squeezed his scrotum hard and his left nut popped you, she grabbed it and pulled.

“YYYYYYIIIIII!!!” Said Jay.

“Well lover its time for me to get to work.” Slowly and carefully Sam cut his scrotum off including the centerline, so that the whole sack was hanging free. Then she made a circular cut at the top of the penis, which she continued down the inside and yanked the skin free. “There you go Jay, I have your wife’s prize, already for mounting.”

Jay for his part lost control of his bladder and sphincter muscle and fouled himself.

“Oh Jay that is such a mess, you bad boy, I will have to punish you now.” Giggled Sam. She went to the house and brought the garden house back to the shade of the tree and hosed Jay clean. The pain of the water on his freshly skinned cock and balls had him moaning and writhing in new waves of pain. Then Sam got an idea, she shoved the nozzle up Jay’s rectum and gave him a garden hose enema.

“There you go Jay, if you had douched out your little love hole, after those gay boys fucked you, maybe you wouldn’t be here now.” With that she pushed down hard on his distended stomach, then hosed the mess into the grass.

“All nice and neat. Now Jay, I need a break, and you look a little peaked, you need some sun.” With that Sam rolled the chaise out of the shade and into the sunlight of 12 PM. Jay was going to be cooked. After making sure Jay’s genitals were in the sun Sam went into the house to salt down his skin for preserving.

Somewhere around three PM Sam returned. Jay was in unbelievable pain from the sunburn his naked gonads and cock had received.

“Jay that must really hurt don’t you want Sam to stop the pain for a little while.”

Jay nodded with tears of gratitude in his eyes.

Sam pulled out her jack knife, and cut his balls off, then much as you cut a carrot in half she cut off his dick. “There you go Jay, isn’t that better now that you have been castrated. That must be a relief. In all the stories, they give the guy one last cum before they chop him, but you lost your balls with them still full. How does it feel to be eunuch? Well you don’t have enough time left to get used to it, so enjoy the pain while you can.”

Jay screamed into the gag.

“Now for the real fun, let me call Gloria.” Sam dialed a cell-phone, which was answered almost immediately. “Hi Gloria, its Sam. Jay is now a eunuch, his balls and cock are gone, and he has in unbelievable pain. Should I give him some more pain, or end it.”

Jay couldn’t hear the answer.

“Okay Gloria, more pain it is.” Sam grinned as she ended the conversation. “I’ll be right back Jay, don’t do away.

Sam returned a few minutes later with a jar of honey. She opened the jar and poured the majority of the contents on to Jay’s groin, she trailed the balance of the honey to a small fire ant hill.

“Jay this is one the Apache’s used to do. Those ants will keep you busy for the next few hours.” With that Sam walked into the house to have dinner and finish stretching Jay’s old genital covering.

Jay began to panic, the honey was hot and sticky, there was all kinds of pain. Then he felt the first of the small insects walking across his groin. He tried to wiggle to shake them off. Then there was a bite and new pain, then another bite, than thousands, he screamed soundlessly into his gag.

Sam finished off preserving Jays genital skin in salt and place it in the refrigerator. She took a short nap, and then fixed her self a light supper. About 8:30 PM Gloria returned. Sam thought she seemed a little out of focus, ‘Oh well, maybe she had a couple of shots of Dutch Courage, to get back here. My work is not really for the squeamish.’

“Where’s Jay.” Grinned Gloria.

“He is the main course for your fire ant hill. Every once in awhile there is a low moan.”

“Let me see your work.”

Both the woman trouped into the back yard. It was dusk, and Sam had a flash light with which she pointed out all the things that had been done to Jay. The high colonic with a garden hose, the skinning and castration, the emasculation, the honey and finally a swarming group of fire ants all over his body.

“He has been through quite a bit hasn’t he.”

“Yes Gloria he has, of course your going to die young also due to his misadventures.”

“Yeah, your right, but some of the treatments they have I can probably live as long as I want.”

“Yes, they are making progress. Jay here must have a low resistance to go into full blown AID’s this fast.”

“What should we do now.”

“Well if you do nothing he will go into a coma and probably die of exposure by morning. Or hit the plunger on the hypo and he is gone.”

“I think he has had enough, lets finish it.” Gloria leaned over kissed Jay and whispered in his ear: “Jay honey, you useless prick, I have hated you so long now, finally rid of you.” Gloria slowly depressed the plunger on the hypo send a giant air bubble towards Jays lungs. “That’s it Jay, your dead.”

Jay’s body convulsed for about a minute, then relaxed he was gone.

“Sam lets wait until light to dump him in the canal, we don’t want to step on a snake in the dark.”

“Good enough, lets go have a cup of tea.”

They adjourned to the kitchen where they had some crumb cake and a cup of herbal tea.

“You did a really nice job on Jay, I have hated him for so long. Now I have the house and all his insurance money and can do whatever pleases me.” Grinned Gloria.

Sam did not like the sound of this statement. “What do you mean.”

“I mean Jay wasn’t gay. I like a little chemical recreation from time to time, must have picked up the AID’s from one of the needles.”

“Your kidding, it was you?”

“Yes, I’m a full blown addict, and now with the life insurance money can stay high for years.”

“How did it happen”

“Well, I would buy this stuff at a crack house and shoot up so there wouldn’t be any evidence in the house. Lots of times would get so high, everyone in the house would take a turn on me, you know a real gang bang. You can’t imagine how much I enjoyed getting fucked and sucking off some other guy at the same time. I’d some home with a cunt all swollen from fucking eight or ten guys, and throat all sore from sucking them off, and Jay wouldn’t even notice, shit.”

“So I have tortured, mutilated and in essence murdered a man for no reason other than you want to get high?”

“That about sums it up.” Giggle Gloria.

Sam turned her back on Gloria and began mumbling to herself, then she spied a marble rolling pin on the kitchen counter, and she knew what she had to do. In one smooth motion she grabbed the rolling pin, took two running steps towards Gloria and smashed the rolling pin against the woman’s head. Gloria went out like a light.

It was tug and drag, finally Sam had Gloria’s body on the chaise lounge all spread eagled and ready for business.

Sam took the garden house in inserted it in Gloria’ vagina and turned it on full blast. Gloria woke up screaming. Then Sam gave her an enema in the same painful fashion then hosed the entire mess clean.

“Hi Gloria, see you back with us. You probably have a head ache don’t you. Well before the weekend is out you won’t even worry about that.”

“What the fuck are you doing to me.”

“Why it is simple Gloria, I am going to skin your cunt and mount it, then your tits. I have two plaques, they will be my souvenirs, I’ll hang you right next to Jay and my husband’s in my den.”

“You can’t.”

“Oh yes I can, you’re a monster Gloria, not a big monster, but a little monster, and you really deserve this. The needle is already in your arm, since you know so much about needles, I’ll let you do yourself whenever you are ready. Now see my nice little jack knife, it is so sharp you won’t even feel the cuts at first.” With that Sam ran the knife up one side of Gloria’s crotch and down the other. “See you didn’t even flinch, but you will when I pull it off you, I guarantee.”

Sam spent the rest of the weekend torturing Gloria, she skinned her cunt, then skinned her tits. A full day of sunburn, then came the honey. At the end Gloria was too weak to push the plunger, so Sam did it for her. Using the wheels on the chaise lounge Sam wheeled first Gloria then Jay into the canal. She left the lounge chair atop the canal.

‘Well at least they won’t infect anyone else.’ Sam thought. Too bad about Jay, had she known she would have just given him the needle after she castrated him and not have made him suffer anymore. Gloria, she deserved it.

‘Well have to go, got to find new men or for that matter woman to punish.’ In what little time she had left Sam planned on getting as many plaques on her walls as possible.