Part 5 (of 7)

The next day, when Lilly had to bring breakfast to Reno, she just opened the barn door and pushed the tray inside with her foot. Then turned to walk away.

About 10 feet from the barn she heard Reno’s mocking voice.

“How’s that titty of yours. Let me kiss it and make it better.”

She quickened her pace heading back to the cabin. She didn’t know what was worse, her anger at him or at herself for being so helpless.

Lilly did her best to avoid him for the next several days, and there were no further incidents. Meanwhile, Reno tried to detect nay changes in attitude from Olivia, but didn’t detect any so he figured that Lilly was sufficiently frightened that she had remained silent. Lucky for them because, honestly he thought , if he had to kill them both, he wouldn’t care. Briefly, images of their tortured bodies flashed through his head and he felt his penis stiffen. Then his mind shifted gears. He would forget about the thin blond bitch and make a play for the older one. He really liked women with big breasts and Olivia had quite a pair. He’d enjoy fuckin’ the shit outta her, hearing her moan and scream while his big cock pounded away.

On the fourth day after the incident, Olivia began noticing the change in Lilly. She was quiet and withdrawn and their lovemaking was awkward with Lilly becoming very passive. Finally Olivia had to ask, “What’s wrong Lil?”

“Nothing. I’m just tired, Lilly answered”

“No your not, there’s something else, tell me” Olivia demanded.

Lilly stared at the floor. Her body was trembling. Olivia went over and held her tightly.

“Tell me,” she said.

“I’m angry, I’m so angry,” ” Lilly said softly.

“Angry at who?,” Olivia asked

“Angry at myself,” Lilly answered

Olivia immediately realized what she suspected had happened. In fact when she rang the bell the day that Lilly was attacked, she did so because she had become concerned that Lilly was taking so long to come out of the barn When she saw Lilly later that day, she was relieved, but the look on Lilly’s face told her that something had happened.

“What did he do to you,” Olivia demanded

“He attacked me Liv, he attacked me and hurt me”.

“He raped you?”

“No, he put his fingers inside me. If you didn’t ring that bell he’d have raped me for sure.” With that, Lilly began to cry.

“Oh! My poor darling,” Olivia said as she cradled Lilly’s head in her arms.

Lilly gained some measure of composure and continued.

“He said he’d torture and kill us if I ever said a word. He poked me in the breast with the tip of his knife. Here, look,” she said as she lifted her blouse to reveal the puncture wound near her left nipple.

“That fuckin’ bastard. He’s gonna pay,” Olivia screamed, pounding her fist on the bed.

“I want to get back at him too. I was so helpless – I peed in my fuckin’ pants!” Lilly said, sobbing.

I’m not a violent person, but I want to make him suffer after what he did to me. I feel dead. My lips, my nipples, my vagina, they’re all dead – you see how I am - without feeling, physically dead since he violated me.” She began to sob again.

“Don’t you worry, this fucker is going to PAY,” Olivia said, as the veins in her neck stood out.

“But he’s crazy, Liv. He’ll make good on his threats I know it. I’m so afraid. He’s too strong for us.”

“No he’s not,” Olivia said “And I assure you we’ll take care of him but first we have to get you feeling sexual again, make you whole.”

“How?” Lilly asked

“Direct the anger away from you, direct it on the man that hurt you. Let your mind conjure up the revenge you seek. Let me guide you”

Olivia lowered the lights. It was a moonless night so the room became pitch dark.

“Take off your clothes and lie down.,” Olivia said and Lilly laid back on the bed

“Clear your mind and let me weave a tale of revenge. As I talk, you let my words help you paint the images.”

“Okay, I’ll try,” Lilly said

“Imagine a medieval castle,” Olivia began, “cold and dark, built of gray stone. There is a dank smell of death permeating the heavy air. Deep in the bowels of the castle there’s a dungeon. The heavy wooden door to the dungeon is closed, but at the top of the door there is a square opening with some bars across it so someone could peer in and sound can leak out. Every sound echoes in the stone-lined hallways of the castle.”

Lilly closed her eyes and began to imagine the scene. She waited for Olivia to continue.

“You hear something coming from the dungeon. You approach closer. It’s screaming that you hear.”

Lilly let the words sink into her consciousness.

“Can you hear the screaming Lilly?” Olivia asked

“Yes, I hear the screaming,” she answered.

Olivia, feeling confident, went on. “You walk towards the door and look through the opening at the top. In the dungeon you see a table. A man is bound to it with heavy rope and is struggling to get free. You cannot see who it is because the table is surrounded by women and they are blocking your view. The women are taunting the man, yelling at him, hitting him with their hands and fists, screaming out the things they’re going to do to him.”

“Are you picturing the scene Lilly, are you picturing it?” Olivia asks.

“Yes, yes I can see it clearly,” Lilly responds.

“The women,” Olivia continues, “see you at the door and beckon you to come in. As you approach the table you see that the struggling man is Reno. His arms and legs are restrained. He’s frightened and struggling to break free of his bonds. It was Reno’s screams that you heard through the door.”

Olivia can detect Lilly’s increased rate of breathing. “Lilly, open your legs,” Olivia implores

Lilly spreads her legs apart. Olivia places her hand between Lilly’s thighs and strokes the inside of her labia which are beginning to get moist and then continues.

“Now one of the women reaches for the buckle on Reno’s belt. He is pleading for her to stop, but she only laughs. The yells of the women grow louder and louder. The women start pulling down his pants. Next they pull down his shorts. They are soaked with his own piss.”

Olivia moves her fingers upward to massage Lilly’s clitoris, now swollen and wet.

“He’s completely exposed. The yelling from the women become deafening. They grab and claw at his genitals; pulling, slapping, squeezing and twisting his defenseless cock and balls. The women mock him continuously, “What’s wrong with your cock, Reno?” they would yell. “It’s so fuckin’ soft! Poor Boy! He must be afraid of what’s gonna happen to his balls, huh girls?” Their laughter bounces off the stone walls.”

Olivia notices that Lilly’s breathing has accelerated and the wetness pouring out of her increases. Olivia presses harder on Lilly’s clitoris.

“A woman,” Olivia goes on, “at the head of the table raises her hand and the laughter and yelling stop. Now the only sounds heard are Reno’s pleas. The woman calls your name. “Lilly, come here,” she says.

You walk towards her. The crowd steps back from the table. The woman draws out a gleaming blade and hands it to you. You take the knife and walk to the middle of the table. Reno is howling, his screams bouncing off the dungeon walls as the women began to yell again. Can you hear the screams, Lilly, can you hear them?”

“Yes, I can hear the screams,” Lilly says excitedly.

“The woman grabs Reno’s sac and hoists it upwards, pulling with such force she raises his ass off the table, which is smeared with his own shit. The stink begins to fill the room.”

“Can you smell the fear, Lilly, can you smell his shit?”

“Yes, YES I can smell the stench!”

“The woman squeezes Reno’s balls and the pressure causes him to cum. Reno’s big balls empty their contents for the last time!”

“Can you see the semen, can you see his ejaculation?”

“Yes, I can see him cumming”

Olivia presses hard on Lilly’s clitoris as she rubs it up and down.

“What do you want to do to him, Lilly. What do you want to do?”

For a moment Lilly is quiet then says softly, “castrate him.”

“What? I can’t hear you. Tell me again,” Olivia says as she feverishly rubs Lilly’s clitoris.

“Castrate him,’ Lilly says louder. “I want to castrate him. I want to CUT OFF HIS BALLS!” Lilly yells.

“Then DO IT Lilly!” Olivia yells. “CUT,CUT,CUT off his fuckin’ balls.”

“YES!YES!” Lilly screams, and with the scream Olivia could feel Lilly’s thighs tighten and her back arch. A gush of wetness covers Olivia’s hand as a shuddering orgasm wracks Lilly’s body.

When the orgasm subsided, Olivia and Lilly hugged and caressed each other. Lilly’s body was soaked in sweat. Olivia wiped Lilly’s brow.

“How are you, Lilly”

“Exhausted!” She said, sitting up and hugging Olivia. They resumed caressing and kissing for several moments.

“That was some fuckin’ orgasm you had,” Olivia says in mock astonishment. “Isn’t it remarkable how powerful the mind is.”

“You painted such a vivid picture, Liv. It was so descriptive, so arousing I came before you actually described the castration. I would have loved hearing your description of my cutting off his balls!!” Lilly said with a laugh. “But there’s one thing I don’t understand. You had Reno, shooting his load. How can that be with his dick so limp?”

“One thing has nothing to do with the other,” Olivia said as she assumed a professorial tone. “getting a hard-on and shooting off are each controlled by a different part of the nervous system in men.”

“Where’d you learn that stuff.” Lilly said with startled surprise.

“Living alone gave me a lot of time to read. I absorbed a lot from Freud,” she said matter-of-factly. “In normal circumstances, men are first sexually aroused, that makes their cock’s stiff. Then they cum. Reno’s dick is limp because he’s frightened and the pumping adrenaline prevents his cock from trapping blood – the normal mechanism for getting hard - but he shoots his load because the part of his nervous system that controls ejaculation is overcome with masochistic surrender. It doesn’t care whether his cock is soft or hard”

“Huh?” Lilly said wrinkling her nose.

“You gotta read Freud. I’ll give you the book. He understood it,” she said walking to the book shelf and taking the book down. “Everyone has a sadistic side and a masochistic side. Circumstances can bring out one or the other. Sadists get sexual pleasure form hurting and masochists get sexual pleasure from being hurt. Master, slave, victor, vanquished. You get the idea.”.

“For the sexual sadist,” Olivia continued, “arousal is most intense when the targets are those parts of the body that deal with sex.”

“So for a woman it’s her tits and pussy,” Lilly said.

“Exactly,” Olivia answered. “That’s what Reno threatened you with, right?”

“And,” she continued, if the sexual sadist is attacking a man, what’s the target?”

“Cock and balls,” Lilly said.

“Right again,” Olivia confirmed

“Now reverse it; for the man, instead of being the captor he’s the captured. What is the ultimate masochistic experience for the male?”

“The loss of his precious jewels,” Lilly answered

“And with it, the final orgasm of total submission. End of lesson,” Olivia said with a smile.

Then Olivia’s face turned somber. “We’ll find out if Freud was correct.”

“What do you mean, Liv, what the fuck are you thinking?” Lilly asked, her worried expression revealing her uncertainty.

“Fantasy and reality are going to merge together for that cocksucker. Just give me a day or two to work out a plan,” Olivia said confidently.

“He’s dangerous Liv, a crazy, dangerous sadist. I’m afraid of what he’ll do to us.”

“Don’t be frightened,” Olivia said as she comforted her. “Trash like that does not deserve to live. He’s got no family and nobody will miss him. He’ll pay with his balls for what he did to you and to make sure he never hurts another woman again.”

They hugged and kissed some more. “Be confident in your power as a woman. We have our bodies and minds to use against scum like that. They’re slaves to their cock and balls and that leaves them vulnerable. It’s a defect that gives us a power over them far beyond the physical.”

“Are you sure?” Lilly asked

“ Don’t you worry,” Olivia answered. “He won’t hurt us. He won’t hurt anyone, anymore,” Olivia said with a wry smile and pulled Lilly close to her. Lying in each other’s arms the two of them fell asleep

That very night, Olivia decided on a plan. Since the attack on Lilly, she noticed that Reno was acting differently. He became much less talkative and he would examine her face; looking for clues about what she might know. “I must make him less suspicious,” she thought to herself. “I’ll talk to him more than I usually do. and try to assign some tasks that we can do together. I’ll bring him his meals and make excuses for why Lilly doesn’t have that job anymore. I’ll flirt with him a little and make sure to wear blouses that button down the front that leave me exposed when I bend down.”

She’d convince Reno in this fashion that she was completely unaware of the incident with Lilly. She imagined the innocent flirtations would quickly be picked up by Reno and he would run with it. In her mind she even accepted having to go through the motions of making love to him because she knew at some point in the lovemaking he would be vulnerable and at that point, with Lilly’s help they would overtake him and then make him pay most dearly for what he did. For her, this punishment would be nothing less than castration. “Yes,” she thought, “Lilly would watch while I remove his balls.” Just thinking about it, she could feel the moistness collecting in her panties.

End Part 5 (of 7)

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