Dr. Sadistic

“VePostcard: Dr. Samry observant,” I said to him as I took the glass from his hand.

Yes, i have been watching you. I am Dr. Samuels and you would be?” he said cleverly.

“I am your new mistress.” I stated matter of factly.

” Is it that obvious? Perhaps you would switch with me?” He chided.

I drank my double straight down, reached under the table and gave his balls a nice squeeze.

“Are we ready Dr. Sam?” I asked, standing away from the table.

“Are you ready, is more the question, ” he said , leading me out of the cantina.

He took me back to his home, where he offered me another drink.

” I don’t know if I should drink this one, perhaps it’s been laced?” I said with a smirk on my face.

He sipped the drink, and handed it back to me.

” What’s your greatest fantasy?” I asked, already knowing it was going to be insane, as most fantasies are.

” I want to give my manhood to a dominant woman. One who isn’t afraid to cross boundaries. A truly dominant woman who will emasculate me both physically and mentally.” he answered, glaring at me with his green eyes.

I grabbed his balls and twisted them, digging my nails in for good measure.

“Lead me into your quarters, Dr. Sam, ” I commanded.

I followed him down to his basement. I could already sense that he had performed not so legitimate procedures down here. There was a dark brooding side to him, almost evil, which turned me on all the more.

He opened the door to his lab, I noticed on the shelves were what appeared to be canning jars, full of discarded fetuses. I should have ran, but curiousity on what his explanation would be got the best of me.

” Are those trophies?” I asked pointing to the jars.

“Yes,” he began, “Those are the abortions I have performed on women I have bred with.”

He looked at me without blinking an eye. I could see the Sadism in his eyes. I knew that look well, for I saw it every time I looked in the mirror.

“Take off your clothes and lie down on your procedure table.” I ordered him.

He did as he was told. I immediately bound him in restraints.

” I was pre-med, aced anatomy and physiology. I used to castrate cadavers for fun,” I winked at him.

This turned him on all the more, and his raging erection was all the proof I needed.

Wasting no time, I mounted him. Riding him back and forth, taking my pleasures from him. He begged me to let him orgasm. I would stop and start again, rubbing myself allover his cock, until  I came wildly. I commanded him to release, after edging him for two hours.

” I own you, I just bred you,” he smiled at me, assuming he now had the upper hand.

“On the contrary, dear Dr. Sam. you spilled your seed in an infertile woman, with no uterus, ” I laughed  wickedly at him.

” And now you are at my mercy, ”  I continued.” There will be no more trophies for you to collect. Tonight your fantasy comes true.”

I went to his cabinet and grabbed his scalpel. “Are you ready for the Ultimate Submission?” I asked waving the scalpel at him.

” Yes, it is the only thing that will stop me. Make me yours, take them!” he begged mercifully.

I gagged him and began my work, severing his testicles from his ball sack. I let them dangle on their cords, while I had another drink. Snipping them, I placed his Manhood in a jar of formaldehyde, and then sewed him back up. He was passed out from from pain at this point, so I loosened the restraints, and left the jar on a cart next to him. This was my trophy, taking the balls of a Sadistic Doctor who bred women  for experimentation.

Dr. Sadistic had finally met his match in The Wicked One, and his fantasy was realized.


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