Night Moves

Unless you are a native, you probably don’t realize that New York City is not a homogenized area, but rather a collection of villages. Five boroughs and a thousand little towns make up the city. Some areas are no different than Moscow, others you could as well be in Pakistan, and yes there are still some, where the difference between County Cork and County Mayo during the great potato famine is insignificant. The lower west side houses a community that is just as unfriendly to strangers and just as isolated as the most out of the way southern area. It is in this area our story takes place.

“Wake up Daniel.”

“Huh.”

“Wake up Daniel, I am going to cut you pajama bottoms off, and don’t want to get any skin, you can keep the tops on, you know to protect you modesty.” Said a completely unfamiliar feminine voice with a strange nasal accent.

“What’s going on?” Daniel tried to get up but found he was stretched out and tied to the four corners of the twin brass bed he had shared with his wife Sally for the past twenty-two years. “Why am I tied up and where’s Sally.”

“Quiet Daniel, while I get your pajama bottoms off and I will make everything clear to you.” Said the voice.

Daniel could see himself, actually his groin bathed in the light from two small spotlights; the woman was a shadow, of whom he could make out no features. She worked quick and efficiently cutting down both legs of his nightclothes so that his sex was completely exposed in the light.

“Well Miss, since you won’t tell me, and you have a spotlight on me, I suppose it is going to be like a variety show with a dancer coming out here to entertain me.”

“No variety, show here Daniel, but in a little while your friend here is going to be dancing all by himself.” She gave his cock a tweak to emphasis the point.

“What? Where is Sally?”

“Patience Daniel, everything in good time. Your probably had a beer before you went to bed didn’t you?”

“Yes.”

Pressing a hand on his lower abdomen, the woman said: “Your all full up, you need to go don’t you.”

“Yes, untie me and let me go and I’ll come right back.”

“Silly boy, I’ll fix you right up.” The woman moved out of the reflected light and came back with a strange looking tube, with a bag a attached, she rubbed some kind of substance on to the end, grabbed his penis and inserted it and ran is quickly and efficiently into his bladder. “There you go Daniel, that will drain you, we don’t want any accidents, thing’s are going to get a bit intense here in a moment. By the way you are not tied, those are nylon cable wraps, if you struggle they will cut you badly, and unless you are Superman they are impossible to break.”

The woman held he bag up to the light seemed satisfied, closed a clamp and pulled the catheter out of Daniel’s penis, it came out with a little pop.

“Ouch, where is Sally?”

“Don’t be a baby Daniel, that was uncomfortable but it didn’t hurt. To answer your question Sally is at church, praying for her soul and your soul, and that you both should be saved.”

“At this time of night, what time is it?”

“It is one AM. Yes, Sally is at church, she didn’t want to be present for the procedure.”

“Procedure, are you a doctor?”

“No I am not a doctor?”

“Then what procedure, I have taken about all I am going to take, I’m gonna yell for the cops here.”

“Daniel, be quiet, if you yell I will just gag you, if you start to thrash about to get loose, you will get a shot to calm you down. My specialty is genital modification of males and females, so tonight I am to be your castratrix, and will shortly castrate you at your wife’s request.”

“I hope I don’t understand what you mean. Castrate?”

“Yes that’s right Daniel, I am going to relieve you of your gonads, the common phrase would be ‘cut your balls off or if you prefer, you are to be nutted.’”

“Your insane, you can’t do that.”

“My being sane or insane has nothing to do with it. Your wife and I have discussed this at great length, and she is worried that you are a sex manic. She feels that at age forty-two, with no procreative need, you should give up sex. But you still want to, pardon the phrase, jump her every Saturday night. Now I realize you not exactly Errol Flynn in the demand department. Your wife wants you as a husband, and wants to make sure you do not succumb to carnal desires and loose your chance for salvation.”

“She’s crackers too.”

“No, not quite crackers, but I do believe she takes some of the scriptures a little to literally, and perhaps does not fully understand the metaphorical nature of some passages. Be that as it may, she has convinced me that you are a proper subject for my little specialty and so here we are all ready to do the deed.”

“You’re a regular banshee, aren’t you?"

“No, I think incubus would be closer to what you are trying to say, you are about to have the sexual experience of your life, and it will be your last.”

“Now your wife has told me all about you. To me you seem like a normal husband, your only weakness is a fondness for a couple extra drafts on Friday evenings, while your wife is at bingo. Neither of you are the type to divorce, and without your nuts, you won’t bother your wife any more on Saturday nights, and you will be all primed to go to Mass with her Sundays.”

“Maybe I could slip you a bit of money and your would trot back to where you came from.”

“Afraid not Daniel, I don’t charge for my service, that would be practicing medicine without a license. Your grocery budget is intact, all Sally is doing is paying for my gas and a new piece of equipment to use on you. Besides it is a matter of honor I gave your Sally my word that her perceived problem with you would be solved permanently.”

“Fuck you then.”

“Ah the magical Anglo/Saxon phrase, as if that were a magical incantation that would make me disappear. Daniel, let me be a bit crude, you are not going to fuck me, or for that matter anyone else ever again. After I am done with you your going to have to eat it or feel, because you sure won’t be able to fuck it.”

“This is freaking ridiculous.”

“You’ve been watching the Soprano’s on TV too much, guys like you on the West Side, do not say freaking.”

“Whatever.”

“That’s better Daniel. Let me tell you how this is going to be done. Normally I use a device on my subject called an elastrator. It puts a rubber tube around the scrotum, that’s the ball sack, and cuts off blood and nerve signals. It is a little uncomfortable to the wearer for a couple of minutes, but then the scrotum and its contents go numb, that again is ball sack and balls. Usually the subject gets a blowjob; hand job, or a good fucking, then as the subject ejaculates, I cut off his sack. The subject jumps a little, but since he is cuming, his balls going is less noticeable.”

“Can I pass on this one?"

“Don’t be a spoil sport. You Daniel are going to be done a little different to please your wife; she was concerned that actually cutting the sack off would somehow violate your religion. Also, she feels that my giving you a final ejaculation would be close to adultery, another no, no.”

“How sweet of her.”

“Yes it was, wasn’t it that she would consider both temporal and secular in your de-balling. No cutting for you, it will be crushing. This device” holding up a handled device with a small whole in the center that looked like a set of deformed bolt cutters, “is spring loaded, when I close the handles two springs snap out and crush all the cords in the testicles of the subject. If left to themselves they would atrophy and be absorbed by the body.” To demonstrate the woman held the end of the device in the light and closed the handles, the two steel springs closed with a vicious snap, Daniel jumped.

“Very thrilling.”

“Yes, I am going to thrill you alright, but first you should know that this is going to sting just a mite, so here is something to pacify you and make sure you don’t bite your tongue off, open your mouth.”

“Wa isss is.”

“It is a rubber mouth guard, now just be still for a minute while I get you ready for the main event.” The woman massaged his balls pushing them lower and stretching them out this went on for several moments until Daniel felt the coldness of the metal on his scrotum, his balls tried to get up inside him. “Daniel, that wasn’t very nice, after all the trouble I went to get them nice and floppy.” She went back to work, as the metal heated from his body, once again his balls relaxed.

“Look Daniel, we’re all ready, watch closely. I have never done a man with these before tonight; it will be a new experience for both of us. Enjoy it Daniel, it’s your last sexual experience, and it is going to be a really big one. One, two, three go.” She slammed the handles together, there was some resistance in the handles at first, then the springs clamped together crushing all of the vein, arteries, and tubes in Daniels sex.

Daniel for his part screamed into his mouthpiece and his body went rigid and came completely off the bed, tears filled his eyes.

“Oh my, that is a wonder isn’t it Daniel. Let me see, oh yes your ball sack really looks bad. The instructions that came with this device said it was good for animals up to 100 lbs, I do believe you’re a bit heavier than that, so just to be sure one more time, okay?” The woman threaded his balls back into the hole for the second time; the sack hadn’t drawn up since it was more or less chutney. Daniel was squirming trying to get away from the jaws of the device, the woman stuck right with him and closed the handles and once again the springs snapped together. Daniel screamed into the rubber mouthpiece. “I’m sure that did the trick, but how about one more to grow on.” With a giggle she closed the handles for the third time. Letting out a low moan the woman bent over and grabbed her crotch: “Daniel, you naughty boy, that last one got me, I came in my panties, creamed my jeans, will have to drive home all wet and gooey. Not to make you feel bad, but when I get home if my husband isn’t up will have to wake him up and get him up. Doing you has made me really horney, I’ll need a good fucking to get any sleep.” She stopped for a moment to catch her breath.

“Well now, that wasn’t so bad now, was it Daniel, you are now a eunuch, the third sex. You’re the fifteenth man I have helped cross over the line. Your Sally will be so pleased with you.”

“Ohhhhhhhhhh.”

“Be a man Daniel, at least for the time being. Just think, when you and the boys down at the pub sing a song, you’ll be able to sing tenor with out straining yourself from now on. I have to check this out so hold still.” She began to masturbate him in an offhanded manor. “Don’t worry Daniel this won’t count as adultery, this is just part of the procedure.”

Daniel wasn’t worried, he was in agony, his balls were on fire, jerking him off was causing him an immense amount of pain. When he shot it was like molten lead was moving through his tubes.

“How nice, you came all over you stomach, it looks like we did it Daniel, lots and lots of blood there, we fixed you right up. One more step and I will let you get back to dreamland.” The woman pulled out an elastrator already loaded with clip and tubing and banded Daniels, bruised sack. He screamed into the mouthpiece again. The woman kept checking to make sure she hadn’t caught any hairs, and the was no pinching, when it seemed sufficiently tight, she put the metal clip on the tubing to hold the tension. “That’s a wrap. The band cuts off all the remaining blood supply and makes it unnecessary to cut you, your balls will fall off in a week or so. Don’t remove the band until they do fall off though, you might throw a clot and die. One last thing Daniel, be a good boy, or I will be back.” She lifted his cock with one hand and stretched it out, and with the other hand made a scissoring motion with index and social finger. “Remember Daniel, be good, or snip, snip.”