Always Faithful

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[STRAIGHT] [NULLIFICATION] Other: Goddess Worship

Husband submits to emasculation by wife to ensure faithfulness.

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Always  Faithful 

Sorrowfully I had told my sweet Heather how I was attracted to 
Jennifer. I had not done anything to betray Heather, but I was afraid 
that I might be unfaithful. Finally, we had come to the terrible 
decision that brought us to the temple where we would worship the 
Goddess together.

Heather took my hand. She led me to the pool of water before the 
statue of the Goddess. I allowed Heather to tie my wrists behind my 
back with the cord from my bathrobe. Neither one of us said anything 
as she prepared me for emasculation, but our eyes met and we kissed 
and I could tell how excited she was by my willingness. We went down 
into the hot tub. When she picked up the razor blade and looked into 
my eyes I saw that she was trembling. "I love you" I croaked. "I want 
to be perfectly faithful to you. I want to do this with you. I 
worship you now with my sacrifice as you worship the Goddess. Oh, 
Heather! Take me!"

I felt her fingers encircle my throbbing erection. "This is very 
hard." she said softly. There was a tear in her eye. "I know that you 
are sorry for what almost happened between you and Jennifer. I know 
that you don’t want to be unfaithful. But by this sacrifice we will 
be absolutely certain that you are never unfaithful to me." She 
kissed me again, and her mouth was salty with her tears. "This is the 
right thing to do." Then she looked down. I kissed the top of her 
head and smelled her hair and then watched as she placed the razor 
blade carefully against the base of my erection. She gently stroked 
my erection and I felt my last orgasm build. After all the times we 
had made love she knew the exact instant when I had passed the point 
of no return and as I shuddered with erotic pleasure she deliberately 
pressed the razor down and at the same time quickly drew it sideways, 
slicing through my penis.

Dark red blood spurted over her pretty white breasts. The sense of 
giving myself to her, of offering myself to her, of worshipful 
surrender at the moment of my orgasm, was so lovely that the searing 
agony seemed like exquisite pleasure. I loved her so much! 

She pulled my almost severed penis quickly down and we watched my 
ejaculations as the thick milky spurts of semen erupted again and 
again for the last time from the awful wound. 

Then she consummated the sacrifice. I could feel horrible tearing 
sensations as she completed the removal of my penis, and sliced 
through my scrotum, and cut away my testicles with repeated strokes 
of the small blade.

My blood gushed over her hands as she accepted my sacrifice. In 
agony, groaning and whimpering with the pain, I thrust my trembling 
hips eagerly forward, accepting the cruel requirement of my devotion.

She turned toward the statue with my severed genitals in her hands 
and offered them to the Goddess. "Please accept our offering, Oh 
Goddess. Bless us with pure, chaste love and affection for one 
another." Then she placed the bloody flesh at the feet of the statue.

I felt weak. The pain was so great that I thought I would pass out. 
Heather came to me and helped me out of the pool. She called for the 
attendants who came to stop the bleeding and dress my wound.

I did pass out then, and I didn’t wake up for nearly two days. The 
first thing I saw when I did awaken was Heather’s pretty face. She 
looked awful - she had been at my bedside all the time and hadn’t 
laid down to rest in all that time. But at the same time she looked 
beautiful to me. I was disoriented for a few moments, and then I must 
have moved because I felt a terrible pain in my belly. I groaned as 
the memory of what we had done came back to me.

"I love you so much," I said through the haze of pain. 

"I love you too," she answered.

"I’m afraid about the future." I said.

"Why?"

"Will you still love me even though I am no longer a complete man?"

"Your hands and your lips and your tongue will still be able to give 
me pleasure. The knowledge of what you have done for me will always 
fill my heart with tenderness and love for you."


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