Mother and Daughter - Part Five.
STRAIGHT, TESTICLES
The final chapter.
` When Marco awoke, he found himself in Marie's room, naked, his wrists and
ankles bound by rope to the bedposts. `

Before him stood Celeste and her daughter, who was crying as her mother held
her close to her.

Surrounding the bed were the servants girls of the house, all young adults in
age, all of them waiting for Marco's punishment with excitement.

"I hope you enjoyed your many sexual conquests," said Celeste. "for my
daughter's was your last."

"...what happened to me? what is going on?" Marco asked.

"You passed out, Marco," replied Celeste. "I laced your drink with a powerful
sleeping medication."

"...Why? Why are you doing this to me?" he said.

"Don't pretend as if you aren't aware of what you did to my daughter last
night. I know how you treated her." replied Celeste.

"Mother, stop it!" yelled Marie. "Let Marco go, please!"

"No!" replied Celeste. "I will do nothing of the sort! He must be punished for
how he treated you! He must!"

Upon saying this, the servant girl, Juliette, removed a rather large and
extremely sharp knife taken from the kitchen.

Marco was unable to hide his fear at this point. Nor could Marie hide her's.

"What is she going to do mother?" Marie asked frantically. "What is Juliette
going to do to him?!"

"Not her, my lovely daughter..." replied Celeste. "You."

"What do you mean, mother?!" she asked. "What am I going to do?!"

"For Marco's punishment for sleeping with you, I've decided to have him
castrated," replied Celeste, "and for your punishement for allowing him,
you're going to do it."

"What?!, No, mother!" Marie screamed through her tears. "I won't! I won't! You
can't make me!"

"If you don't castrate him, Marie...I will cut his throat." Celeste said. "You
you rather him live, or die? Either way, he'll be of no use to you."

"No, mother...I can't do it."

"Take the knife, Marie," said Celeste. "Take it, or he dies here and now."

Juliette handed Marie the knife which she reluctantly took in her quivering
hand, and turned to Marco who was filled with fear.

"Do it, Marie." said Juliette.

"No, Marie..." pleaded Marco. "Please don't..."

"I'm sorry..." said Marie as she approached Marco.

"I'll always remember you."

Marie took Marco's scrotum in her hand, the tenderness of her touch was
soothing.

As she cried, Marie placed the cold steel of the knife to the skin of his sac
and began to cut - the blade slicing through the flesh with ease, his blood
from the severed flesh began to stain the bedsheets - and then it was
finished.

Marco had been castrated, and it was Marie who now held his testicles in her
hand.

"Let this be a lesson to you," said Celeste. "let this be a lesson to the both
of you."

  

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