Conspiracy To Emasculate Kenny

By

Marion

Several weeks had passed since Kenny had his prostate unnecessarily removed by Lana's lover, Doctor Kathy Carter, as part of their conspiracy to totally emasculate him. The two women had conspired to take everything he had financially and then destroy him emotionally, mentally and physically.

Lana was having a delightfully erotic time converting her one time arrogant, womanizing husband into a subservient worm, through severe physical punishment, humiliation and degradation. She was training him to be totally subservient to her sadistic desires and Kathy, who shared her male hating lust, was there to guide her through her journey.

It was Kathy who had come up with the idea to deceive him by telling him he had prostate cancer so that she could remove it, knowing that the surgery would make him sexually impotent! They knew they could capitalize on his love for Lana. They would use his devotion and love for her to destroy him as a man and vent their sadistic desires!

Shortly after he returned home from the surgery, she kicked him out of their bedroom! He actually cried and apologized for offending her with his inadequacies! His reaction stirred her sadistic lust and she found herself experiencing an orgasm as she slapped his face! Her excitement grew as tears filled his eyes prompting her to continue to slap him until blood dripped from his nose and cut lip! He looked so pathetic and she felt a power and excitement she had never known before, which provoked an orgasm! As she beat him, he was naked, on his knees, wearing his catheter bag around his leg, with the tube stuck up his cock into his bladder! He looked so fucking helpless she wanted to crush him! She had never felt such exhilaration and realized at that moment that any reservations she ever had regarding his emasculation and death, were forever gone!

She related every episode to Kathy who was delighted and encouraged her, as well as provided innovative cruel ideas. It was erotic to see him walk around the house naked with his catheter bag filling up, pulling on his cock as he sloshed around the house. She would yank on the tube, provoking considerable discomfort for him! She wanted him to remain naked, since it was easier to humiliate him by poking fun at the way he looked and scolding him.

It was Kathy who suggested that the best way to gain total control of him was to act like a mother to a child.  Lana convinced him he was just under too much stress and to emotionally unstable, as a result of the surgery, to exercise good judgment! She said it would be best if she took over all of their financial responsibilities and that he put all of their property, investments and savings in her name. She led him to believe it would only be temporary.  He cried but admitted that she was probably right.  

She even convinced him to have his name removed from credit cards and their checking account! She made him cut up and burn his credit cards, so he wouldn't be tempted to purchase something foolish.

Within two weeks following the surgery he had nothing, but his plastic bag around his leg. He didn't realize it, but he was destitute and totally dependent upon Lana for everything.

Doctor Carter told him he had to keep the catheter in for at least four weeks to heal the surgery. In truth, she knew that during the additional two weeks calcium would build up in the tube, backing up into his penis and causing him incredible pain wherever his bladder released piss! Lana told him the doctor also wanted the bag to fill up before he emptied it. This weight of a bag full of piss hanging from his cock provoked constant pain, which proved delightful for Lana!

To further humiliate him she suggested it might be dangerous for him, given his state of mind to drive. Reluctantly he agreed and gave her his keys to his BMW and burned his drivers license. He loved his car, so he bawled like a baby when she insisted it must be done for his own good.

Just as Kathy suggested, she found this maternal approach proved to be a success. When he balked at a suggestion she would whip his ass with a leather strap and scold him for being a crybaby. One day when he balked at one of her small demands, she grabbed a small wooden cutting board and beat his ass until it was blood red and covered with welts! It was exhilarating! Abusing him was a wonderful aphrodisiac and addictive! She beat his back and the back of his thighs well after he passed out and she achieved a volcanic climaxed! Making him scream and beg and cry provoked wonderful orgasms!

She sat him down one evening and explained: “Kenny, I have a confession to make.”

“Yes?” He responded as a devoted loving husband. “You know you don't have to confess anything to me my love.”

“Well, it's just that even though you can't satisfy me like a real man, I wanted you to know that there is something we do that really excites me and I have wonderful orgasms when we do it.”

“Yes? What is it? Oh God, I'm so happy, what do I do to make you feel that good?”

“You know when I make fun of you or punish you when you're selfish or do things that make me angry?”

“Yes.”

“Well, when I do that, I mean punish you and I can see that I'm hurting you, especially when I make you hurt so bad you scream or cry, I cum!”

“You do?”

“Yes! I get all wet and the more I hurt you the more beautiful the orgasm! Oh it is so wonderful!”

He swallowed not sure how to respond.

“You hate me for being that way, don't you?” She pressed, knowing how far he would go not to offend her.

“Oh no! No! I'm so glad I can make you happy! It's okay, honest! I can take it! Oh I'm glad I can make you cum!”

“Oh, I'm so glad, it makes me feel so good. Of course it's not really a replacement for having a real man, but I do love hurting you!”

He swallowed another lump. “I love you Lana! You know I'll do anything to make you happy.”

Even after beating him bloody, all she had to do was explain that what she was doing it for his own good, and  not only would he apologize and thank her for correcting his bad behavior, with a little coaxing he would offer suggestions as to how she might enhance his punishment. One kiss, one caress and he would submit to whatever her devious mind concocted.

After taking away his worldly possessions, she told him, in her own malicious, compassionate manner, suggested: “Kenny, I'm so sorry to have to tell you this, but I know you'll understand. You must know you are an embarrassment to me!”

“I know.” He responded with tears welling in his eyes.

“ After all I'm still young enough and I think pretty enough to attract a real lover.”

“You're very pretty, you're beautiful!”

 “You know you can't fill my needs. And, to be honest, sometimes just the sight of you makes me sick!”

He knew it and acknowledged her with a nod.

“I mean,  just look at you, you're an impotent eunuch! I'm married to a worthless, impotent, eunuch!”

“I know.”

“Look at me!” She spread her housecoat to expose her firm beautiful body. Reaching down she caressed her cunt! “ I need to be fucked, Kenny, by a real man!” She dipped her finger into her hot cunt and began to massage her clit as she continued.  “I know you'd love to kiss me and lick my pussy, but God, what woman would want a man who can't get a hard-on even touching her? Kenny, the thought of your mouth touching my vagina makes me want to puke!”

Swallowing the lump in his throat he acknowledged her needs.

“Just having you watch me like this spoils everything! God, it's not even any  fun to masturbate with you around!”

With tear filled eyes he agreed that such a beautiful woman like her should not go without love and sexual pleasure just because he had had cancer and could no longer be the man he used to be. “I know. I'll do whatever you want, just, please, please don't divorce me! I love you so much!”

Feigning tears of appreciation she responded. “ Thank you Kenny, I knew you would understand. It's just that, if I bring a lover home, what do I do about you? I mean, you being here would spoil everything. It wouldn't be fair to me!”

He looked dumbfounded, then with false bravado. “Oh! Oh yeah, it wouldn't be too cool! I couldn't.. I wouldn't expect you to. Geeze ,  if you brought a man over and I was sitting there watching TV, that would be awkward for all of us!” He chuckled.

She countered. “ I don't mean to sound mean Kenny, but what would I do, say oh, this is my impotent husband, ignore him! He can't even get a hard-on!” As she said it, it was all she could do not to bust out laughing. As it was a slight smile broke across her lips for a brief second. “ So, what are we going to do?  You can't expect me to abstain from sex just because you got cancer and can't get a hard-on! Shit! I should just divorce your ass and kick you the fuck out of here!”

He swallowed the lump in his throat. “I know! I know and I understand, Lana! .Let's just not talk about divorce, please! You're such a beautiful woman, you don't deserve to be saddled with a impotent husband! God, you deserve so much more than I can give you!”

“You can say that again! Boy did I get fucked when I got stuck with you!

He thought for a few moments before responding: “What if, I mean if it is okay with you, what if I went down into the cellar when you have company. That way I wouldn't be a bother, would I?”

She could not hide the smile that cut across her face. It was exactly what she had been planning on suggesting, if the dumb shit hadn't come up with it himself!  She was so pleased she wet her pants in excitement!

“Why that's a wonderful idea, darling!” She responded. “See how excited that makes me?” She said as she spread her legs and stuck a finger in her vagina and pinched her nipples with the other hand! “Oh yes! Lock you in the basement! Oh I love it!”

“Yeah, I'm not totally stupid you know!” He smiled, filled with being pleased with himself and making her happy.  “You are so beautiful when you play with yourself like that, and I love you so much, you deserve a little fun in life and I don't want to get in your way.” He said as he choked out the words.

“Oh shit!” She exclaimed, ceasing masturbation, as if the world had crashed on the idea. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! But what if my lover wants to go down the basement? Shit, you'd be right there and I'd have to explain everything. Can't you just see it: I'd have to explain:  Oh this is my impotent husband he doesn't care if I fuck you!”

“Why would he want to go down the basement?”

She kissed his cheek and said: “Jesus Kenny, don't be stupid! I don't know, but he might. It's possible, isn't it?”  

“Yeah, I guess. What about, what about the old fruit cellar under the porch! I could hide in there!”

Attempting to contain herself and allow him to dig his hole deeper she pursued the thought. “Fruit cellar?”

 “Remember it? It's under the back porch! Been locked up for years! Geeze , that room hasn't been used for thirty or more years!”

Jumping on his band wagon. “Of course it is darling! It's perfect!  We haven't gone in there for years so why would someone else? I bet it's damn near sound proof and you being back there I wouldn't have to be concerned about you hearing anything we say or do!”

Proud of himself, but apprehensive because of her response he force a weak smile.

“Yes, it's perfect! Jesus, I bet, we could fuck right outside the door and you wouldn't hear us and we wouldn't be bothered by you!”

Kenny began to caution. “Of course we'd have to clean it out, fix it up a little bit! I mean, you know we have rats down there, Jesus, that room doesn't have any lights, no windows and with those limestone walls and that heavy door it must be damn near sound proof!   If the door accidentally closed while I was hiding in there, you wouldn't be able to hear me and let me out!”

“Oh don't be silly. First of all, if I was making love to someone, I sure as hell wouldn't want to hear you whine, let alone stop to let you out, no matter how scared you were! And second, don't be so fucking selfish! God, you can get so fucking selfish at times, just thinking about yourself and not about me! Jesus, would you just stop and think about my pleasure for a change! It's a great idea, come on, let's go look at it!”

She took him by the wrist and led him down into the cellar. She was wearing a housecoat and slippers, but he was naked.  As they descended the old wooden stairs into the cellar they seldom entered, splinters of wood stuck in his feet! She insisted he remain naked all the time, even after the catheter had been removed.  Being naked made him so much more vulnerable to humiliation and a good impromptu beating!

The old eighteen-room house had a limestone basement and a combination of dirt and cement floors.

The basement was made up of several rooms: The coal bin, the wash room, the room for hanging and drying clothes, a workshop room, the furnace room and way back, under the back porch, a previous owner from the depression era had built a food storage room to keep canned goods, vegetables and meat. Consequently, the room was designed to be very cool in the summer and a freezer in the winter months.

She told Kenny to get the flashlight from the workshop room and he returned with it, handing it to her, as he embraced himself, bounced on the balls of his feet and slapped his biceps in a vain attempt to keep warm.

The door was heavy and made of a couple thickness of heavy lumber to keep the room cold enough to preserve meat and it had a latch ready for a lock. She smiled to herself as she examined it. It had been constructed by depression era craftsmen and would make a secure, isolated jail cell for her to lock Kenny away! There was an old padlock on the door and a rusty key hanging on a hook beside the door. Lana smiled when she pulled open the door and took in the room.

The room was only about three or four feet deep and maybe six feet long.  The stench of dust mildew and mold filled their nostrils! Bugs and rodents scurried as the light hit the room. Spider webs laced the room and large black spiders also scurried away from the light! Lana pushed him in ahead of her as his arms swept the cobwebs hanging from the ceiling and blocking the doorway! The floor in this room was dirt

Sweeping her hand across one of the shelves she raise a cloud of dust and her hand was covered with dirt! “Whew!” Lana exclaimed, wiping the dirt off her hand onto his chest! “Little dusty! You stay inside, I'll close the door and you yell as loud as you can to see if it is sound proof!”

“But…”

 She pushed him inside closed the door on him. She inserted the latch of the old lock and snapped it shut! He was pleading and begging in the darkness.

“Lana! Please, open the door! Jesus, it's so dark in here!” He started by tapping the door with his knuckles but soon the tapping turned to pounding and his pleading turned to loud begging! “Lana! LANA! LANA, PLEASE! OH GOD LANA I CAN FEEL THE FUCKING BUGS CRAWLING ON ME! LANA! LANA!”

Leaning back against the door she could feet the vibrations of his fists pounding on the door as he screamed and pleaded with her. She smiled as she massaged her clitoris, whispering to herself”: “Oh yes! Yes, beg you mother fucker! I've got you! I've fucking got you, you son-of-a-bitch! Oh Kathy, I need you!”

His pounding on the door was incessant and his voice was filled with panic! Lana pinched her nipples and probed her wet cunt, relishing every scream! He was alone now, so fucking alone in the darkness, isolated from the world! She envisioned spiders crawling all over his flesh as mice and rats licked and tasted his withered cock! Oh, this is what she had dreamed of! “Rot! Rot you worthless piece of shit! God, why don't you just die?” Humping her fingers, all to quickly she achieved orgasm. She decided to go upstairs, fix a drink and enjoy the peace of life without him.

He had no idea how long she kept him in the room. Finally, realizing she wasn't going to let him out, he stop pleading and pounding. Feeling his way in the darkness he tried to brush off the top shelf, knowing it was still filthy! He thought of bugs crawling up into his rectum and into his bowels! Carefully he climbed up onto the top dusty shelf, the old wood creaking under his weight as he snuggled in the corner. He pulled his knees up to his chest and embraced his legs as he listened for the sound of the filthy rodents. He could hear them. Their tiny sharp claws on the digging into the dirt floor, climbing up the wooden supports for the shelves! He screamed and kick at them as he brushed his hands on the shelves and over his vulnerable flesh! “ Aaarrrggghhh ! Go  away! Go away! Arrrgggghhh !”  And then we would listen. In the total darkness it was impossible to discern even the image of his hand when he held it directly in front of his face! He grew tired, but fear kept him awake. He could feel insects and spiders exploring his body. Crawling into his ears, across his face and in his hair! His hands were busy brushing his body, trying to keep the insects at bay! Something bit him on his penis and he jumped and tried to brush whatever it was away as he screamed!

As time passed he grew weak from the lack of food and water and would begin to doze off, only to wake in a start with the slightest noise. Minutes seemed like hours. Hours were like days! It was an unending darkness! He screamed and cried and cursed, but no one answered his pleas! Was Lana going to keep him in this hell hole forever? How long must he endure this black dungeon? Desperately thirsty he finally urinated into the palm of his hands and sipped the acidic liquid.

Cramped into the corner, his body grew stiff and he ached to move his legs, but he was terrified of the rats or even mice that would take advantage of him exposing himself.  He felt something cold at the base of his testicles he brushed his hands against it in hysteria and felt a hard slick fur! A rat! Oh God, he screamed as he hit it and heard the squeal of the rat as it hit the floor! He pounded his feet on the shelf and screamed curse words at the rats and Lana! He prayed for mercy and release, but neither came. He could hear the rats as they squealed to each other, probably planning on how to feast on his flesh, he surmised. Would they seek vengeance for hitting that one off the shelf and together they would attack him? One arm at a time he would brush the air and the shelf while the other arm continued to embrace his legs. He pulled his legs up so tight against his body that his heels were touching his rectum! He could hear the mice and rats scurrying on the dirt floor. He knew they were plotting how to attack and feast on his flesh. He didn't dare move when he had to move his bowels so he shit right there on the shelf and sat in his own excrement!

Even though he had no idea how long he had endured this isolation he could feel the growth of whiskers on his face and along with being incredibly hungry and thirsty,  he surmised that he had been left there for at least two days. Somehow, exhausted, after an unknown amount of time he passed out from exhaustion! He collapsed against the wall, his legs had fallen open leaving his groin vulnerable and exposed to the exploring vermin. He was awaken when he felt a rat crawling up his groin, digging sharp claws into his testicles, a cold nose probing his rectum and a heavy rodent probing the hair on his head! He screamed and kicked! The rats also screamed as they scurried for protection from his flailing feet and arms! Suddenly, the lumber of the old shelf cracked and gave way, sending him and the rest of the shelving to the floor in a loud crash! Slivers of wood penetrated his body, including his rectum and testicles and the back of his thighs! He tried to remove them. After pulling out a couple he thought, blood! He could feel the dampness of his own blood running down his legs! Rats will be drawn to blood and he was bleeding! He stood up in the corner on top of the wood pile, cupping his groin, sobbing uncontrollably! “Come on you mother fuckers! Come on! Kill me you sons-a-bitches! I give up! You hear me? I fucking give up!” Finally, exhausted and starving he collapsed onto the pile of broken lumber on the floor and passed out!

The bright light from outside woke him and blinded his eyes when Lana opened the door!

It took several minutes for his pupils to adjust to the light and he heard her laughter long before he could even discern her silhouette in the doorway.

She was laughing hysterically! “What the fuck did you do?” She asked, finding great humor in his ravaged body lying in the rubble of broken planks of wood!  “My, my what a mess! What the hell did you do?”

Shielding his eyes he was almost too weak to respond. “Rats! God, the rats were attacking me! Lana please, I can't do this again! The rats were horrible! Please! Not again Lana, please!”

She broke into laughter. “Jesus! You are a fucking mess! You're filthy, your beard is awful, you smell, the room smells and the room is a fucking dump! Looks like you lost a little weight, that's good. Well, tell me, did you get a nice big hard on and cum?”

“No. I was too scared to even try. The rats tried to eat me and bugs and spiders were crawling all over me! I thought about it, but… but I couldn't! Please? Do I have to be locked in there again? Please?”

“Of course you do darling, don't be silly, this is your new home!”

“No! God no!”

“ Don't be stupid, where else would you go? Oh Kenny, it was so wonderful to be free of you for a four days!”

He was struggling for breath, his eyes still shielded by his hands. “Four? Four days? I'm so hungry and thirsty!”

“ Here, I figured you'd be!” She pushed a metal dog dish towards him across the floor. “I thought the dog food was a little dry so I added a fresh pee, a little spit, some snot and that sausage is a fresh piece of shit, so you eat and enjoy!  I hope it's okay. God, I thought that piece of shit would never come out!”

He crawled to the dish and buried his face in the dish! As he began, he noticed it was also coated with salt! He was so hungry he didn't care and began to devour the piss, shit and salt soaked dog food! Using his hand he began to scoop the food into his mouth when she stopped him by stepping on his hand!

“No, no, no! No using your paws! Eat it like a nice doggy!” She slapped his naked ass as she scolded.

He looked up at her towering above him, so cruel and yet so beautiful. She wanted him to resist and he knew it. Her jaw was set and he knew any reluctance to obey would find the toe of her shoe inches from his face would be unleashed upon his sore and tender flesh. He didn't care if she pissed and shit in his food, he had dreamed of drinking her urine and eating her wastes numerous times, back when he could get a hard-on.  Burying his head back in the bowl, like a ravenous animal, pulling the small pellets into his mouth with his tongue he devoured the entire bowl, even licking up a few pieces that had fallen on the filthy cement floor.

“Did my little pet enjoy his meal?” She asked.

Nodding affirmatively. “I was so hungry! God I've never been so hungry! Thank you!”

“Was the seasoning all right. I put a little salt on it for flavor.”

He forced a weak smile. “Yeah. I love salt, but ah, I'm a little thirsty!”

She chuckled. “I thought you would be. Here.” She handed him a gallon jug that was full of an amber liquid with little flecks of brown floating around in it. “It's fresh urine from just a couple of minutes ago!  I'm afraid when I scooped it out of the toilet I picked up some of my poop! I knew you loved me and wouldn't mind.”

“I don't care, I'm so thirsty! I do love you!”

“ Go ahead, drink, it's a full gallon, just like I promised.”

He picked up the jug and took a swig of the acidic liquid, tasting her urine mixed with tiny flecks of shit! It was warm and tasted rancid, but it was wet and he gulped it down! The tiny pieces of shit got caught in his teeth and he found himself chewing the small turds as if they were small bits of peanuts one gets caught in their teeth. He chug-a -lugged about a quart before setting the jug down. He had never felt so degraded, so humiliated! Almost immediately his stomach started churning, attempting to digest the pungent food!

“Did you like that?” She asked.

“Yes Mam . But, forgive me, I think, I think, Oh God,  I'm going to be sick!”

“Well, you know what? Since you liked that, tonight I'll fix you a real special treat. I'm going to give some hot, fresh shit, right from the oven!,  Nice fresh shit from my asshole into your tummy! You'll like that won't you?”

He just looked at her listening to what she had planned, as he felt vomit boiling in his stomach and beginning to back up his esophagus! He tried to swallow it back down, but within seconds he was gagging! On his hands and knees, his body was arching and thick acidic fluid filled his mouth! He coughed and gagged uncontrollably until it came! First a thick yellow slime oozed out of his mouth and then the vomit gushed from his mouth onto the floor!

Lana laughed! “Something not agree with you ungrateful mother fucker?”

His body continued to arch as he coughed, gagged and spewed vomit onto the floor! The nausea continued for several minutes until he spit the last few drops onto the floor! As he finished he was breathing heavy, staring down at the pool of thick yellowish brown vomit speckled with tiny pieces of shit, the acidic rotten taste penetrating his taste buds!

He knew she was angry as she approached him. Stepping carefully, so as not to get any on her shoes, Lana stepped beside him and grabbing a handful of his hair pushed his face into the slime! She screamed at him! “Eat it you fucking pig! Lick up your fucking mess or I'll fucking kill your dumb ass here and now!” She pushed his head down into the yellow slime and rubbed his face back and forth in it so it covered his face! Stepping back she dropped kicked him in the stomach! There was a sickening sound as his ribs cracked and with a sickening moan, he fell forward, his chest and abdomen splashing into the thick liquid! Droplets also splashed onto her black pumps, which infuriated her!

“Look what you've done! Look what the fuck you have done to my beautiful shoes you mother fucking slob!” Again she began kicking him! She grabbed a large piece of wood that had once been part of a shelf in his room and beat his body with it as he screamed in agony, rolling around the floor helpless to defend himself! He rolled onto his back as she slammed the board across his abdomen, sending additional droplets onto her shoes and her housecoat, not to mention her bare legs! This only further enraged her as she slammed the board against his cock as piss and blood spurted up like a mini old faithful!  She continued to curse and kick him until he passed out, lying limp in his own vomit and piss!

It was obvious to even Lana that he could never clean up the mess he had made, so she ran a hose from the deep sink and with a hard forceful spray washed the floor, sending the vomit down the drain. She then turned the hose on him, taking delight in the sight of the hard spray of water pushing deep pockets in his flesh! She aimed the hose at his testicles and shriveled bloody cock and punished them with the intense pressure of the water! Soaked, her shoes ruined and her beautiful housecoat now a wet rag, she turned off the water. Turning him onto his stomach she carefully stuck the nozzle up his rectum as far as it would go. She then lifted his head and slapped his face until he regained consciousness!

“Hey! Hey shit head, wake up!”

Opening his eyes, she cupped his face in her hands. “You ruined my shoes and my housecoat and I'm soaked, you know what that means/”

He tried to shake his head no, but his eyes couldn't focus and body was racked with pain and he was confused and disoriented.

“Means your going to get an enema! A real good enema! Enjoy it you bastard!” She went over and turned on the faucet as a sadistic grin crossed her face!

The brass nozzle was pushed deep in his rectum and the cold rush of water ripped through his anal passage and colon forcing it's way deep into his abdomen, as he screamed in anguish, rolling across the floor and reaching to pull this snake like intruder from his rectum! His stomach was swelling to enormous proportions! It was only in there for seconds, but it seemed an eternity! Finally it came out, whipping the air like a wild snake, spaying water throughout this chamber of the basement! Foul smelling excrement uncontrollably poured from his rectum onto the floor as he embraced his abdomen, moaning and enduring unspeakable agony! He was covered with shit and vomit!

She kicked off her soaked shoes and removed her satin housecoat and threw them at him before she left him to endure his pain screaming: “Fuck you! I've had it with you, you sick mother fucker! You'll pay for this, I swear it! I fucking swear it!”

Kenny had no way of telling how much time had passed when he finally raised himself off the floor. Turning the hose on he took a long drink of the cold fresh water. He then began to clean up his mess. He knew it was his responsibility, even though his body ached. His left eye was swollen shut and he was sure at least one rib was broken, maybe more, because it was hard to breathe and his right side hurt like hell. His lip was swollen and he wondered if she had broken his nose when her shoe smashed into his face. It was extremely difficult to walk with his groin and rectum having been brutally punished, but he knew she would be pissed if she returned and found a mess. After washing down the floor he removed the broken lumber from his room and stacked it outside the door. He stopped to enjoy another drink of the fresh water, trying to savor the taste knowing it might be a long time before he would once again taste it.

Spotting one long, narrow piece of lumber he looked to make sure she wasn't spying on him and he tucked it in the corner of his dungeon to fight off the rats and hoping she would not discover it. Just looking at the lower portion of his body, he could guess what his face and upper torso looked like. He was covered with welts and bruises! There were open wounds still bleeding! Limping, with considerable difficulty, his wet body freezing, he limped his way through the cellar in the hope of finding a something to keep him warm. Coming to the furnace, he felt the warmth of the heat and leaned against the gas furnace. Then he spotted a small box of wooden matches! He scanned the basement before grabbing them like a prospector discovering gold and quickly made his way back to his dungeon cell. Scrapping away a small patch of dirt in one corner he buried the box. He chuckled to himself with delight. They would bring light to his pitch-black cell!  He also tried to cover his stick of wood with the dirt on the cellar floor. He needed every possible advantage over the rats and those filthy bugs and spiders. He was still very cold, but delighted at his discoveries. Standing against the limestone wall, outside his cell, he embraced himself seeking warmth when he heard the sound of high heels on the cement floor of the cellar. He froze.

Within moments the silhouettes of the two women appeared at the far end of the cellar. It was Lana and Doctor Kathy Clark.  Lana was carrying something and it took him a moment to identify it. It was a shovel. The two women approached him and with each step Lana let the point of the shovel hit the concrete floor sending a metallic ring echoing through the basement.

“Well, looks like you've been a bad boy and Lana had to punish you.” Doctor said touching his head and turning back and forth examining the bruises and lesions.

“Yes Mam .” Kenny responded, grimacing from the pain.

 She then tapped his side and he doubled over in pain as she touched his obviously broken ribs. “You've done quite nicely, Darling!” She said to Lana. “I hope he is fit enough to finish his work.”

“We'll see.” Lana said with a smile as she handed him the shovel. “Darling, I was so delighted to see your new home had a dirt floor. Would you mind digging a hole in it for me?”

“A.. a hole?”

“Yes Darling. Just big enough for you to curl up in. Maybe four feet by three and a couple feet deep. Doctor Carter has had a wonderful idea.”

“I… idea?”

“Well Kenny, given how shook up you were from your brief stay in your new home, we don't know how long you'll last down here and when you, you know, die, well, this will save me the problem of deciding what to do with you.”

“Lana?”

“ Shhhhh !”  Doctor Carter shushed, holding her index finger to her lips. “Lana has told me all about your suffering and let's just say we're preparing for the future. It's best for you and for Lana. After all, nobody lives forever now do they?”

“No. No, I guess not.”

“You better get started.” Lana urged.

Frightened and freezing, Kenny entered his dark cell and began to dig, piling the dirt on the floor just outside the door to his cell. All he could think of was them discovering his stick and his matches. As he dug he wondered if they had plans to kill him tonight or when would they do it. In a moment of desperation he thought that maybe he could prolong his life by showing gratitude to the doctor. He stopped shoveling for a moment.

“Doctor? I… I know you probably hate me as much as Lana and want me out of the way so the two of you.. well, so the two of you can be happy.”

“Yes?” Kathy said, reaching out and taking Lana's hand in hers. “I think that's the right conclusion for you to draw. I'm glad you understand.”

“Well, I know that damn cancer is the cause of all this and I… well… I just want to thank you for taking it out, even though it… even though it… it stopped me from being… you know, stopped me from being a… a man. I just wanted to thank you, Mam I mean, I feel like I'm going insane, not being able to get a… you know… a hard-on or to cum like a real man, but you did save my life and I guess, now, if…if the two of you take it, it's okay. I mean I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you, would I!. ” He said swallowing another lump.

Kathy smiled and looked at Lana. Together they burst out laughing! They continued to laugh as they doubled over! They tried to speak, but they couldn't get the words out for the laughter they were sharing!

Kenny stood there, dumfounded, confused, embarrassed and humiliated. “ Mam , did I say something funny?” He tried to force a smile as if he understood the joke, but he felt foolish and stupid.

They continued to laugh for several minutes until finally Lana mocked him by saying: “Thank you Doctor!” Again bursting into laughter! “It's worse! He's going insane!”

Kathy responded by also mocking him: “The poor boy can't get hard!” Again the two erupted with laughter. “Perfect! Fucking perfect!” She said raising her hand and meeting Lana's for a high five!

“He  can't cum! Do something doctor, please, please, please!” Lana managed to insert in her laughter as she dropped to her knees laughing! “Oh Christ, tell him! Tell the stupid shit!”

“No. No, you tell him, you wanted him this way!” Kathy said as her laughter subsided. “God, this is too, too funny!”

“ Mam ?” Kenny spoke as his eyes searched both women for an answer. “Tell me what, Mam ?”

“Nothing.” Lana said, regaining her composure and rising to stand beside Kathy and resume holding her hand. She tried to control her laughter as she leaned in and kissed him on the cheek.  “We're both very..” laughter erupted!  “we're both happy she cured your canc …cancer!” Again she broke into hysterical laughter, burying her head in Kathy's shoulder, gagging as she tried to catch her breath!

Going along with the lie Kathy continued, interrupting herself with laughter. “It's nothing Kenny. I mean, I was happy to cut out your…” Tears of laughter were pouring down her cheeks! “I was happy to do it! Oh God, Kenny you have no idea how happy I was to cut it out!” She stumbled backwards, her eyes filled with tears of laughter!

Lana was laughing so hard she was choking and coughing and she too had tears in her eyes! “Me too! I was happy too, Honey! We're all happy, aren't we!” She managed to say amid her laughter! “Please! Please, please!” She continued to mock his plea for help! “He can't get hard, Doctor!”

“Oh yes, Kenny,  it's too bad you can't…you can't get an erection!”  Kathy's words were almost incoherent. “Oh Kenny, you have no idea how funny you can be!” Gathering her composure she continued. “Kenny, as I told you at the hospital…” She looked at Lana before erupting in laughter again!

“I know. I know, it's just wish I could get some relief! Something! Please, can't you do something?” Kenny was confused as he pled for some relief.

“Nothing!  There's really nothing…” Kathy responded as she bit her lip to hold back her laughter, as she saw Lana snickering out of her peripheral vision. Lana was pretending to jack-off an imaginary cock! Kathy gently pushed her away! “Stop it you whore!” She continued. ” Kenny, there's nothing I can or would do! God you are so fucking stupid! Oh Tell him Lana, it was your fucking idea!”

“That damn cancer!” Lana said. “I want to cum to! Please doctor Kathy, can I cum?” She mocked as she wiped the tears of laughter from her eyes. Then, playfully pushing Kathy on the shoulder amid her joy: “You beautiful sadistic bitch! You did it, you tell him!” She continued to laugh as her robe remained opened from when she fell back against the wall. “Oh Christ, I'm getting all wet! See how hot you make me Kenny!”  She wiped her fingers in the slit of her vulva and held up her wet index finger! “Look Kenny! See how happy the doctor made me by cutting out your fucking prostate! You fucking useless eunuch!” She tried to lick her own body fluid off her fingers, but she was laughing too hard!

Kenny stood there ignorant as to what was so funny. He felt stupid and vulnerable! He knew they were ridiculing him, but he didn't understand the joke! As his eyes fell on Lana's beautiful pussy he ached to touch his cock and to feel the pleasure of masturbating. He did know that the humiliation along with his wife so exposed was turning him on and he ached for relief!

“Slut!” Kathy charged with a smile as she reached out, pushing Lana's hand aside as she probed and tickled Lana's wet cunt!

“Yes, I'm your slut and you love it!” Lana responded. “You love it that my poor husband is going crazy! Please, please, please help him! He can't cum!” Choking back laughter she stuck her wet finger in Kathy's mouth to suck!

“Oh! Look at who is feeling sorry for her poor husband! God you are such a bitch!”  Kathy countered.

The verbal jousting continued for a few more moments before Kathy finally regained her composure. “Oh shit! Kenny, the truth is, you never had cancer! Shit you were as healthy as a fucking horse!” She crossed to the edge of the cell door where he was digging and spat in his face! “ It's a joke! Get it? Your loving wife wanted to destroy you as a man and I had the means and the talent! We made you a fucking eunuch you stupid bastard! We took away your mother fucking precious manhood and now were going to bury your stupid ass in this fucking hole and feed you to the fucking rats! Now you understand what so fucking funny, you stupid shit?”

“On.. on purpose? I didn't… I didn't have cancer? I DIDN'T HAVE CANCER?”

“No, you fucking simpleton, you didn't have any fucking cancer!” Again she spat in his face! “You wimp ass mother fucker!”

Kenny didn't think, but he felt the rage surging though his veins and without thinking, brought the blade of the shovel up and with incredible force, buried it in the doctor's throat! It sliced through her flesh rupturing the arteries as it sliced open her neck, sending blood squirting into the air as she reached out for Lana and collapsed on the floor!

“YOU BITCH!” He screamed as he continued to beat the metal face of the shovel on her face turning it into an unrecognizable bloody pulp!

Lana was screaming in horror!

Finished with his beating of Kathy he turned to Lana he was sobbing: “On purpose? Just for fun? I didn't have cancer? YOU DID THIS TO ME FOR FUN! LANA, I WOULD HAVE BEEN YOUR SLAVE I WOULD HAVE DONE ANYTHING FOR YOU, WHY?”

Lana didn't respond to him but continued to scream in horror as her eyes remained locked on her once beautiful lover lying dead on the floor!

“YOU BITCH!  YOU MOTHER FUCKING BITCH! I LOVED YOU! I'D DO ANYTHING FOR YOU!” Kenny screamed as he drew back the shovel and with all his strength sent it smashing into his wife's temple! Her scream was silenced as her eyes locked open, and she crumbled to the floor like a puppeteer had let go of her strings. She too, in an instant was dead! Blood spilled from her ear onto the floor as her blank eyes, fixed on the cement floor, stared at death.

Kenny fell to his knees beside his dead wife. “Why Lana? Why? Oh God, all I wanted was a hard-on! That's all, just a hard-on! Jesus Lana, I loved you! Why couldn't you have your lovers and just let me jack-off? Why?” He fell down beside her and sobbed.

It took a couple of hours before Kenny to regain his composure. Finally, realizing what he had done, he dragged both ladies into the storage room, covered them with dirt and closed the door to the fruit cellar for the last time. Snapping the padlock he leaned back against the door and looking down saw a clear drop of cum forming at his piss hole! He wiped it off with his index finger and lifted it to his mouth. Oh it was good! It was so good!