Needle Play and Getting Castrated at the BDSM Club (A Horror Erotica)

By Aaron Sans



Smashwords Edition

Characters are 18 or older.

Copyright 2013. All rights reserved.

This is a work of fiction intended for adults only. Reader discretion is advised, as some content may be upsetting.



I have been into the SM scene for many years. Unfortunately I have to keep this from my wife as she was born in England, and has all the sexual inhibitions of the English. I have PA and frenum piercings in my cock. The PA I have stretched to size 0. I can leave these piercings without jewelry in for quite long periods, and quickly re-stretch them back to size. Both my nipples are also pierced to size 10, but I can only leave these without jewelry for up to a month, and then must re-stretch them from size 14 to 10 gradually over about a week. A few years ago, my wife and I had a huge row over my body piercings and since then, I only put jewelry in my piercings about once a month, and then usually over a few days, just to keep them from closing over.

We have two male dogs, and my wife has had both of them castrated by a lady vet, who is a friend of hers. My wife told me, during this row, that if I didn't stop piercing myself, she would reduce my "urges" by castrating me. I thought she was joking and laughed in her face. I am a member of a SM club, which has regular parties once a month. I usually put my piercings in about five days before the party night so that they can stretch out without hurting when being manipulated. My wife thinks that this is a regular night out with the boys, drinking.

The club night is usually great. It is expected that all slaves disrobe completely, and many of the Mistresses are available for sessions. Some of these can be quite intense, but not quite as satisfying as a private session, except for the exhibitionist part of the scene. I enjoy being the subject of a scene with an audience, eyeing out my piercings. Those new to the SM scene, without piercings, are usually quite bug eyed. At one of these parties last year, I was in a scene with a Mistress who liked piercing her slaves, and she proceeded to insert about fifty needles through my cock skin from head to ball sac. I thought that one of the guys watching, whom I had not seen at the club before, was going to pass out. His eyes were fixed on my cock with its forest of needles sticking out of it, and his own erect cock was twitching and dripping with pre-cum. One of the Mistresses noticed this and, quick as a flash, whacked his cock head with the riding crop she was carrying. He immediately yelped, doubled over, and clutched at his cock, whereupon she whacked him across the backside. Everyone in the room cracked up laughing.

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