Manel - The Torture - 3

Congratulations you have drawn the scalpel, I think you've been lucky.

I approached his face and said very seriously while showing him the scalpel.

"This is how it's going to go, I'm going to cut off your dick, no matter how you feel about it. It's up to you whether it'll be quick and painful or slow and very painful. You've tried to free yourself and by now you must have realized that you're not going to succeed, but you'll make my job easier if you don't move much so I advise you to stay still and not give me any trouble or I guarantee you'll lose more than just your dick and balls today. After all, to watch you being tortured I don't need you to see with both eyes, do we agree?"

Manel wasn't moving but he was starting to have muscle spasms, I imagine it was due to the nerves and tension he must have been enduring, tears started flowing again.

"I'll repeat it to you, do we agree?"

Slowly he nodded his head, but with so many spasms that he couldn't follow a straight path.

I approached his dick and grabbed it tightly, I felt it slightly jump while hearing him try to scream, but apart from the spasms he wasn't moving excessively. I raised the hand holding the scalpel, wanting him to see it, and slowly lowered it until I plunged it between the two rubber bands blocking the blood flow. It was hard to get it in: the dermis, fat, muscles, coagulated blood, everything made it difficult for me to slide the blade, I had to push hard for the entire blade to go in. Manel was screaming and hitting his head hard against the stretcher, but he tried to control and immobilize his body. Once the blade was inside, I started cutting off his dick the same way I would cut a rare steak, blood started flowing with each back and forth movement I made with the scalpel, Manel kept screaming wildly and the self-harm he inflicted on himself didn't stop, it only intensified as the dick separated from the pubis making the cut easier, I already had half of the dick cut from the top so I grabbed it by the glans, forced it down which caused the flesh to tear a little, the situation made my dick rock hard, everything was arousing me in a way I couldn't have imagined.

Manel couldn't take it anymore, his body writhed in indescribable pain and he tried every possible way to free himself, on my part I had his dick firmly grasped and supported on the stretcher and I started making straight cuts while separating the dick to facilitate the cut, his convulsive movements almost didn't bother me anymore, not much blood was flowing and I could see the different parts that make up the male genital anatomy. Several more cuts and his dick and balls were fully separated, Manel stayed still, exhausted, breathing heavily, I approached him and removed the duct tape, the cloth, and showed him his dick.

"Isn't it beautiful? You should be happy, the best of you will last longer than you."

Manel's body was covered in sweat, his face completely distorted, soaked in tears, he looked at me with wide-eyed eyes full of hatred. He said nothing, but it wasn't necessary.

"I have to admit that by far your dick is the biggest I've sampled. Don't worry, this is almost over."

He remained silent, I don't know if because he had no words to define what I had just done to him or because he felt the bat inside his ass and knew I would shock him if he stepped out of line.

"I'm going to keep this memory in the refrigerator, I don't want it to spoil so soon. Besides, I have a kit to make your own dick, I'll use yours as a mold and I'll always have a memory of this moment."

"I see you're excited about what you're doing to me," he said with surprising calmness, "you're enjoying it."

"Yes, for years I thought about what would happen if I saw you again, how you would react, my first thoughts were fear, terror, panic and more or less that's what happened when I saw you at the mall."

"Mall?"

"Yes, maybe you don't remember, but I approached you with a lot of fear and asked you where the bathrooms were and you kindly pointed me in the right direction."

"I did have a feeling that I recognized your face from somewhere, now I remember."

I approached his ass and pulled out the bat, it was full of his shit, I picked up his underwear that was on the floor and cleaned it.

"If you don't mind, I'll continue telling you my story. When I reached my thirties, blowing out the candles on the birthday cake my parents made me, I made a promise to myself, I would stop being a hermit and start meeting other people. I mean, I worked and had colleagues, but they were not friends let alone lovers, and it's amazing but over time my dick started itching, you know what I mean. For a few years I had been sticking things up my ass out of fear, but it didn't satisfy me, it didn't hurt or anything, it just wasn't my natural position.

I went to one end of the room, grabbed the baseball bat, approached the tray and took a good dose of lubricant that I generously applied to the baseball bat.

"My first experience with a man wasn't as traumatic as I thought it would be, unlike you I met a wonderful person who treated me with great affection, he started fucking me, but I didn't feel comfortable, then he asked me to fuck him and goodness, everything fit perfectly, he tried to meet more times, but it overwhelmed me and I started jumping from flower to flower, always as the active one and I can guarantee you that unlike you, I haven't left anyone unsatisfied, but who knows, I still have a lot of life ahead of me."

"Will it take you long to finish telling me your pathetic life story?"

"No, basically this is the end."

"I'm glad, I was already getting bored of so much nonsense. I suppose the baseball bat is now coming in my ass."

"Yes, basically."

"And then how will it end?"

"It will be a surprise. But after so much torture, I promise you it won't be painful and it won't last long."

"Well, get started and let's finish this fucking thing once and for all."

"At least you have accepted your fate."

"Bullshit, I swear I don't know how but I'll get back at you for what you're doing to me and I guarantee it will be much worse."