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At My Wife's Side

Part 2

       My wife and Rachael were laying in bed cuddling each other softly.  I was laying next to my wife with my arms around her as she played with my ear with her free hand.  My ass hurt from the beating and the fucking it had just got and my dick was in a spiky metal cock ring that caused and amazing amount of constant pain, but I had gotten used to it in a sense.  My erect penis twitched which caused a jolt of pain from the spikes. I squeezed my wife, in part from the pain and in part because the pain had made me think of her and I wanted to be affectionate.  She turned around and kissed me on the mouth.  She tasted like Rachaels pussy.

       Rachael gave a long stretch and let out a sigh.

       “I think I am going to have to go guys.  These new hours are killing me.”

       “Its ok girl.” My wife said. “You have a lot on your plate right now.”

       “I know but it still sucks.” Rachael said as she gave my wife a playful pinch on the nipple.  She started to climb out of bed, but then paused like she had just thought of something.  She walked around the bed and taking my by the hair, she pulled my face away from my wife and shoved it against her shaved pussy.  She held it there till she was satisfied that my mouth was over her clit.  Then she started pissing.  Her piss tasted somehow sweeter than my wifes did, not to say that it still wasnt an unpleasant experience.  I didnt understand the biology of it; I just tried to swallow it as fast as I could as to not make a mess.  Thankfully she didnt have to go very much.  Finished she pushed my head away and I was left licking my lips and trying not to think about the taste in my mouth.

       She and my wife kissed each other goodnight and then Rachael got dressed and left.  My wife and I just lay there for a long time.  She felt tense and had seemed a little distant lately.

       “Are you ok?” I asked.

       “Yeah, Im fine.”

       “Are you sure.” I probed.

       “Yeah, Im sure.” She paused.  “But I do need to talk to you about something.”

       “What is it dear?” I asked.  I was very concerned.

       “Im going to have you castrated.” She said it very flatly and without much feeling I couldnt get a good read on what she meant or how she meant it.

       “What do you mean my love?” I know I sounded confused.  Because I was.

       “I mean just what I said, silly.” She giggled a bit, but it sounded a little forced.  “I mean I am going to have a doctor cut your nuts off.”

       “Are you serious?” I asked her.  My confusion was quickly giving way to concern.

       “Yes, love.” She kissed me.  “I am going to pay to have a doctor cut your testacies off so that you will never be able to get an erection, cum, or have sex again.  I have already set up the appointments I just need you to sign some paperwork.”

       “I dont understand.” My concern was quickly giving way to panic, but I was holding it in.  “Why would you want to do that to me?”

       “Well,” she started.  “there are a lot of reasons of course.  Part of the reason is; I just dont want to have sex with you anymore, I dont want you having sex at all anymore, but mostly I just want to do it to you because I like the idea.  I never let you have sex with me anymore anyway.  So for me there is no real loss on that end.  And since I dont want to have sex with you, I dont see why you even need the ability.”

       “But,” I protested “what if you change your mind?  What if at some point you want to have sex with a man again?”

       “I wont.” She said calmly.  “And if I do, it wont be with you.  I have been thinking about this for a very long time darling.  I know what I want, and I know what it means for you, and me, and us.  And this is what I want.  I want your nuts cut off of you so that you are completely useless sexually” I knew she was serious.  I knew she was actually going to do this to me.  I was sad, and I was scared, and I was hurt.

       “Please dont do this to me.”  I was starting to cry a little.

       “Oh my love,” she said as she put her arms around me and held me very very tight.  I buried my face against her skin.  “Its going to be ok.  I promise it is going to be ok.”

       “Dont you like having sex with me?”  It was my insecurity talking.

       “Of course I do, my love.  I loved having sex with you.  You have always been so very kind, and sweet, and thoughtful of me.  You have always tried so hard to give me exactly what I wanted.  And now this is what I want.”

       I just laid with her and tried to let the implications sink in.  I cried for a while.

       “My love?” I asked her.

       “Yes darling?”

       “May I have sex with you again? At least one last time?”

       She kissed me very gently.  I could still taste Rachaels pussy on her.

       “No sweetheart. You have already had all the sex you are ever going to have.”

       “…Ok my love.”  I nodded just a little.

       That night I slept with my wife, in the same bed, without being tied up, without anything in my ass.  That was the first time that had happened in a long time.


*****


       Neither of us spoke about it the next morning.  I got up and made her breakfast while she showered.  She ate and left enough for me.  She kissed me as she started toward the door, but then turned around and pulled some papers out of her purse.

       “I need you to sign these today.” She said, and laid them on the table.

       “Ok love.” I said.  “Love you.”

       “Love you too, dear.”  And she was gone.


       I walked over to the table and looked at the papers.  They were from a doctors office.  I didnt bother to read them.  I just flipped through the pages looking for all the places I needed to sign.  When I was done I put them back on the table.

       I spent the day thinking about what was going to happen to me.  I went back and forth a lot about how I felt on the subject.  I literally considered all of my options, but I stopped when I got to the part where I could simply tell my wife “no”.  I could tear up the papers and refuse.  But I didnt want to.  This was something she wanted, and I wanted her to be happy.  If taking my nuts away was what she wanted, then I would do that for her.  I trusted her, and I knew she wouldnt put me in this situation unless she was really sure this was how she wanted things to be.  So I made up my mind to do it for her.  That made me happy and I smiled a bit.

       Just then, there was a knock at the door.  It was Rachael.  She looked exhausted. I let her in and made her some coffee.

       “New hours getting to you?”

       “Yeah,” she said with a yawn.  Since I go in so early now, this is my lunch break.  At least I get an hour and a half now because of the long shift.  Your wife asked me to swing by and check on you.”

       “Oh.” I was a bit surprised. “Im fine.”  Rachael smiled a little.

       “So, she told you what she is going to do to you?”

       “I signed the papers just this morning.”

       “Cool.” She said.  “and you are ok with this?”  She was actually concerned.

       “Yeah.” I said honestly.  “its a big deal, but I want her happy. I love her.”

       “You are very sweet.  I cant even begin to tell you.  But I think it takes some pretty big balls to do what you are doing for her…oh my bad.”  She laughed at her own joke. I did too.  It felt good to laugh with her. It let out some tension.

       “So…Listen.” She looked around uncomfortably.  “This is just between you and me ok?”

       “Sure, whats up?”

       “If you want to, you can fuck me.”  She said it very smoothly and easily.  I could tell she had been practicing.

       “Thank you, Rachael.” I said.  “But no.”

       “Im serious.” She continued.  “After they do this to you, you will never have sex again.  I know you want to make her happy, but if you want some release before it goes down I am more than willing to give you that.  I will come over here and let you fuck me every morning on my lunch break if you want.  Your wife will never know. I wont say a word to her.  This will just be between us.”

       “Rachael.  Its ok.  No.”

       “Think about it.”  She stood up and lifted up her skirt so I could see her pussy.  “You can get on top of me and fuck my brains out.  You can bend me over and fuck me like a dog.  If you want, I can get on top of you and just ride you till you blow your load all over my insides.  Ill even let you fuck me in the ass if you like.  Whatever you want to do to me is fine.”  As she spoke, she let her voice drop into a whisper and walked toward me so that she was standing between my knees.  Her skirt was still up and I could see her slit glistening at me.  My dick was pressed so hard against the inside of my jeans that it hurt.  I felt like I could cum at just the sight of such a willing and inviting pussy just inches from me.

       “If you prefer, I can just suck you off.”   She dropped to her knees and put her mouth against my crotch.  It was so warm and soft.  “Its ok.  Let me do this for you, while I still can.”

       I rubbed her head and tried to contain my arousal just a little so I could talk to her.

       “No Rachael.  Ive had all the sex I am ever going to have.”


*****


       When my wife got home she didnt mention the papers.  She just picked them up and put them in her purse.  We ate. Watched TV.  It was a normal night.

       When she took me to bed she pissed in my mouth and then had me jack off for her while she smoked.  I wasnt allowed to cum, she just liked seeing me get worked up for nothing.  I was on my knees with my nuts just inches from her face.  While I stroked myself she sat there and watched while smoking a cigarette.  Then she started scratching my nuts.  Softly at first, then she started digging her nails in to me.  It hurt but I kept stroking for her.  She started to squeeze them very hard.  It was hard to breath.  She pulled on them hard.  It hurt so bad it was hard to keep masturbating, but I powered through it.  Then she slapped them.  Just a little tap.  The next one was firmer.  Not that hard, but still painful.  The next one knocked the air out of me.  She looked up at my face and I could see a cruel smile on her face.  The next one was a closed fist punch right to my junk.  I grunted and fell backwards.  My legs closed in an instinctive effort to protect myself.

       She put the cigarette in her mouth so she could use both hands to push my knees apart while I was still trying to catch my breath.  Then, after a long draw, she pushed the burning tip of the cigarette against my nut sack.  My world exploded into white hot pain.  I read somewhere once that the tip of a cigarette can be as hot as 1700 F. I never really appreciated that.  I was writing in pain and completely useless. 

My wife leaned back against the headboard and watched me for a few seconds, but all I was doing was writhing and moaning and holding my poor junk.  I guess it was pretty dull, because she used her foot to push me off the bed.  I laid in the floor and cried till I went to sleep.  Above me on the bed, I could hear her vibrator and her soft moaning.


*****


       The next couple of days were pretty uneventful.  Rachael came over twice after work and let my wife fuck her in the ass with a strap on.  She said it helped keep her awake with her new hours.  I wasnt needed for this so I kept myself busy on the computer while the girls played. True to her word Rachael never mentioned her offer to me, and I have to assume that my wife, was in fact ignorant of it.  I really did appreciate Rachael thinking of me.

       I was actually surprised at how well I was able to keep my impending castration from my mind.  Of course that caused me to be all the more surprised when one morning while getting dressed my wife said.

       “You ready for tomorrow sweetheart?”

       “Tomorrow?” I asked.

“Of course silly.”

“What happens tomorrow?”  I really didnt think too much about it.  Till she gave me a WTF look.

“Tomorrow you are getting your balls chopped off, you jack ass.”  The words hit me all at once.

“Oh!”

“Did you even bother to read the papers I gave you?”  She sounded frustrated but not mad.

“…Skimmed them.”

“Oh, you skimmed them.” She said seductively as she walked across the room and wrapped her arms around my neck.  “Well, let me fill you in.  Tomorrow, I am going to drive you down to the doctors office, and they are going to take a very sharp scalpel, and they are going to slice your scrotum open, and then they are going to pull your little balls out and snip them off.  Then they are going to sew you back up.  The best part is that they can do all of this with just a local anesthetic, so you are going to be awake for the whole thing.  I might even record it for you so you can watch it when we get home.

“Then, they are going to put a small implant under your skin, near where your balls used to be.  It will very slowly release hormones, mainly testosterone to make up for your missing nuts.  This way, you can still be aroused.  But no matter how aroused you get, you are never ever going to be able to even get an erection again.  You are going to be my limp dicked, useless husband forever and ever and ever.”  She purred the last part while laying her head on my shoulder.

I loved her so much.

I wanted to fuck her so bad.


*****


       That morning after my wife left for work, Rachael showed up again.

       “Hi Rachael.” I said pleasantly, though I was a bit preoccupied.

       “Im not even going to beat around the bush.” She said quickly.  “I want you to fuck me.”

       “What! No!” I blurted out.  “Rachael, I dont want to fuck you.”  I was already getting hard.

       “I dont want to hear it.  I know we do a lot of fucked up shit to you, but seriously, as your friend.  Please fuck me!”

       “No!” I tried to be both empathetic and firm.

       “Are you even listening to yourself?” She cried.  “Have you considered the full implications of what is about to happen to you?  This is the last chance you are ever going to have to have sexual intercourse.  It is a basic human need, which you will never get satisfied for the rest of your life.  For the love of God, please fuck me! Just this one time, think of your own happiness.  Please.”

       “Rachael.”  She was shaking.  I put my arm around her waist.  She leaned into me.  Her eyes were wet.  Her hand went to my crotch.  She could feel how hard I was.  “Rachael.  I am very happy…at my wifes side.”  I pushed her hand away.  She sat at the table and cried.


*****

       That night when my wife got home she told me to get undressed and get in the bed.  I did.  I lay in the bed naked wondering what she had in store for me.  When she came in, she sat her phone down on the nightstand.  She seemed frustrated.

       “Huh,” She said. “Rachael was supposed to come over for this, but said she has come down with a very bad cold because of her strange hours.  She better really be sick to bale on us like this.”  I didnt say anything.


       She wasted no time securing my hands to the headboard so that my arms were above my head.  Next she tired my legs so that they were spread open and uncomfortable.  Once I was secured, she lit a cigarette and took a moment to examine her work.  She was still fully dressed and climbed in bed between my legs.  After the last time, I was very scared seeing the cigarette so close to my nuts, but she didnt make any motion to burn them again.  Rather she just played with them.  She rubbed them playfully, then she scratched them very softly.  It wasnt unpleasant at all.  I was very hard and found myself uselessly trying to fuck the air hoping for some kind of release.  This made my wife giggle as she got up and went to her night stand.

       She came back with a very large penis plug.  She lubed it up carefully and started to work the end down my shaft.  This plug was quite long and I could feel it going down the inside of my dice. Not painful, just and odd feeling.  And I had never gotten used to seeing things going in my did.  It was cold and metallic. And just didnt feel natural.  After she was done she slid a metal ring down over the head of my dick.  It would hold the ring in place.

       Next.  She raised my balls up so she could get to my asshole.  She lubed me up and then started to finger me for a bit.  Once she was satisfied she came back with a metal butt plug.  Without saying a word she slid it into me.  I threw my head back in pain from the sudden intrusion.  She hadnt given me any time to prepare and just shoved it in.  It went in easy enough because it was metal, but it was cold and hard and my ass was throbbing.  I was trying to catch my breath and relax to try and deal with the pain.  After just a few seconds, nowhere near enough time for it to stop hurting, she jerked it out.  This time it hurt even more than it had going in.  My ass was empty now but was very sore from the penetration. She shoved it back in.  This time I screamed.  A kind of yelp and I was left laying there whimpering.  She pulled it out.  I managed to not scream this time, but not by much.  My ass hole was hurting so bad, it still felt like something was inside of it.  She pushed it back inside me.

       “Please stop!” I begged her.  Normally I am good with pain, but she was seldom so rough with my ass like this.  I wasnt used to it and she hadnt let me build up to it.  She smiled at me and pulled it out again.  I screamed for real this time, and while I was still screaming she pushed it back in my ass.

       She left it there as she got up and got a ball gag.  She was smiling from ear to ear as she strapped it on me.  The she crawled back between my legs and jerked the plug out again.  I screamed into the gag the whole time she shoved it back in.  She pulled it out once more.  This time she was careful to leave the tip penetrating me just a little, and then with a very firm shove she pushed it back up my ass.  By this time I was crying.  She pulled it out again.

       “Hey look at this!” she sounded very happy and was smiling.  “I ripped you!”  sure enough on the plug was a few traces of red blood from where she had torn my asshole.  It wasnt too bad, but she had never caused me to tear on purpose before.  She pushed the plug back in.  I just lay there and cried.

       Happy that my dick and ass were plugged, she went back to the night stand.  She stopped opened up her laptop and put on some music.  She danced a little as she opened the door of the nightstand and pulled out a stun gun.  I have never been so scared in all my life.  She turned it on and pulled the trigger.  It made a popping sound and I could see the blue electric sparks coming out of the top of it.  I was hoping that she just wanted to scare me.  I was sure that she wouldnt actually use that thing on me.  I was telling myself that the whole time she was getting back into position between my legs.

       When she pressed the tip against my nuts and pulled the trigger the pain was instant.  I felt my body twitching and felt myself trying to scream.  I could taste metal in my mouth.  It was by far the worst thing that she had ever done to me.  She was laughing her ass off between my legs.  Then without warning she shocked me again.  This time I was a little bit more aware of how the pain was hitting me and I understood the metal but plug and penis ring now.  This time she just sat there watching me for a little bit watching me try to recover.  I was hoping she was done, but she grabbed my erect dick in her hand so that her nails went in all the way down the top of my shaft.  It hurt so bad as she squeezed my dick with her nails like that.  I couldnt really see but I was sure she was going to draw blood.  While she was squeezing my dick with one hand, she wasnt even looking at me, she was messing with something on the stun gun.

       Very quickly she let go of my dick and shocked me again.  I understood what she had done with the stun gun.  She had turned it up.  The pain was terrible.  I groaned and convulsed.  Drool was running down the side of my face.  I could smell burning hair.  There was a very odd feeling building in my loins that I just didnt understand.  I watched her as she turned the gun up once more.  She then held the tip against my balls.  She looked at me and said I love you.  Then she pulled the trigger.

       I felt like I was going to explode.  My heart was racing and my vision was blurry.  My stomach hurt and I felt like my insides had been liquefied.  Then a very funny thing started to happen.  I came.  It was awesome I felt my dick and balls twitching trying to push the cum out around the plug.  The orgasm lasted forever.  Cum was seeping out around the plug and running down my shaft.  My dick was bouncing up and down frantically.  My wife was watching me with a very satisfied look on her face.  Finally it ended.

       My wife pulled out the gag.  “I love you.” She said and kissed my mouth.

       “I love you too.”  Then she got on top of my face and pissed in my mouth.  She pulled out the plugs gently and cut me loose.  Then she took me by the hand and lay in bed with me while she went to sleep.


*****

       The doctors office was colder than I thought it would be.  I was an absolute wreck and my wife basically had to lead me around by the hand.  She had me sit in a weighting room while she talked to some nurses. There was a girl sitting next to me who seemed just as nervous as me.  I could tell from the paperwork she was filling out that her name was Mira, but I couldnt see what she was here for.  I kinda laughed at how nervous she seemed.  Ill bet no one was going to castrate her.

       Mira was ahead of me so I sat there holding my wifes hand while we waited.  Finally they called my name and my wife helped me up.  She took me back into the room where a female doctor had me take off my clothes as she looked over some paperwork.  Once I was naked and on the table she asked me how I was doing.  I wasnt much for conversation but I told her fine.  My wife was sitting at the side of the room texting and not paying too much attention.

       “Ok,” the doctor said as she put her gloves on “Lets get those balls off.”

       She rubbed a cream on my balls that numbed them a little.  Then she stuck a needle into my sack.  “Does this hurt?” she asked.

       “No, but I can tell what youre doing.” I said honestly.

       “Yeah thats normal.” And she started the injection.  “You are going to be able to feel all of this, but none of it should hurt.”

       After the injection I saw her pick up a scalpel and just as my wife said, she cut open my scrotum.  It didnt hurt, but I could still feel it when she carefully squeezed my nuts out.  She quickly picked up a small pair of pliers.  I didnt feel it when she actually cut my nuts off.  But I saw her lay a small plastic tube on the table next to her.  I knew by balls were in it.  I just laid there and waited while she put in the implant to regulate my hormones and the sewed me up.  She told my wife that I was going to be bed ridden for a couple of days.  She gave me some pills for the pain and some instructions to my wife.  I was pushed out in a wheelchair and my wife drove me home.

       As soon as I got home and into bed I took a pill, which knocked me out pretty quick.  When I woke up it was dark outside and I could feel the strangest sensation in my dick.  I looked down and saw my wife pushing a tube down inside of me.

       “Its a catheter” she explained. “You wont be able to get out of bed to go to the bathroom without my help…and Im not going to help.  This way you can just piss when you need to.”  I nodded.  She didnt say anything else and just walked out.  I fell back asleep.

       The next four days or so were a blur.  I would wake up from time to time, sometimes I would lay awake for half an hour or so but I would go back to sleep pretty quickly.  Sometimes would wake up and there would be food laying next to the bed.  Sometimes my wife would come in and change the catheter bag, or look at my balless sack.  Other times I would wake up while she was changing clothes.  She never said anything or looked at me.  Mostly she just ignored me.

On the fourth day I was able to stay awake for about an hour.  While I was laying there, my wife came in and set a glass of water next to the bed.  She didnt say anything and was gone in just a matter of seconds.

       On the fifth night I woke up and lay awake for a while.  I could hear my wife talking with Rachael in the next room.  I was more awake than I had been in a while so I listened to them talk.  After a while my wife came in.  She was naked and saw that I was more alert.  She came over to the bed and looked at my empty sack.  I could see that her pussy was glistening. She leaned over and kissed me.  I could taste Rachaels pussy on her lips.  Suddenly I was very awake and I purred a little while she kissed me.  I felt my hips push up in the air and I suddenly wanted to fuck my wife very badly.  She touched my face and ran her hand down my neck.  I was still moaning and she pushed her hand down my chest and stomach.  I was still fucking the air when she got to my dick.  Which was completely soft, limp, and unresponsive.  A wave of frustration and disappointment hit me and I started to cry.

       My wife pulled away and laughed as she played with my limp little dick.  She tugged on it and swatted it with her hand.  She was smiling and laughing so hard that Rachael came in to see what was going on.  She was naked too.

       “Look at this.” My wife said happily as she showed Rachael my pathetic little cock.  “I am going to have so much fun with this.”

       “Awe, poor little guy.” Rachael teased.

       “I know right!” my wife was still laughing.  I was sobbing at this point.  My wife leaned over the bed so that she was laying on top of me with her ass was sticking up in the air.  I could feel her tits pressing against me. “Hey Rachael!” my wife said excitedly. “Go get the strap on and fuck me while Im on top of him.”

       “Ok,” Rachael said as she rushed off to get the instrument.  I just lay there crying.

       “Awe, dont cry.” My wife teased.  “You should have fucked her when you had the chance.”


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