Loida's Revenge
STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY
I fantasized about Loida trying to bite off my penis. I enticed her to my apartment for the erotic act to occur. She left my blood in her mouth and my cock was scarred.
` He and Loida shared contempt for one another. They had enjoyed brief passion
and affection. He hated her because she had not consummated the relationship.
She had broken faith. He was vindictive and humiliated her with cards he
mailed to her with lewd remarks and unthinkable slurs. She came to hate him
more than any man she had hated before. He began to fantasize about having her
come over and trying to bite off his penis. He needed time to nurture courage
and develop a plan. One day after drinking several margaritas he called her.
She new almost immediately it was he. She wanted to hang up the phone. He told
her he wanted to give her a chance to be vindictive. Initially she was
incredulous. Deep down though she was intrigued, she never had an opportunity
to inflict revenge on men the way she desired and held in contempt. She
remembered how much she hated him. Here was an opportunity for her to act upon
her hatred and contempt. She asked about how he thought up the idea. How did
she expect him to do it? Where? How could she trust him? She was reluctant to
do it in her house; her mother lived with her in the house. She knew it would
make a mess and even a scene. He told her they could do it in his apartment.
She reluctantly agreed. They planned it for that Friday night. `

He was agitated and distracted that day. He could not wait to get home. She
would come over @ 9pm. He waited eagerly and impatiently at home. He had
already drunk one bottle of wine to reduce fear and pain, which was
inevitable.

She ringed his buzzer, he could not believe it. He let her up to the
apartment. She rang the bell. He opened the door. She looked as beautiful as
ever. Her mouth was glistening with glossy lipstick. She snarled slightly, but
then feigned a smile instead. He let her in. She took off her jacket. Neither
of them felt comfortable having a conversation. She was nervous but
determined. He was nervous but excited. She didn't want to undress. Nor did
she want him to undress. Her was dressed in a pair of gym shorts. She had a
blouse and pair of jeans on. She brought with her an old shirt- she knew there
might be blood. She had her hair back. She asked where he wanted her to do it.
They decided on the extra bedroom. They walked in. He put a towel on the
floor. They decided that he would sit down in a chair. She kneeled down. He
lowered his gym shorts and underwear. He was having a full erection. To show
in part her contempt she wore a pair of hospital gloves. She did not want her
hands to touch his penis. Her face was known drawing close. He could fell her
warmth. She led his penis firmly and opened her mouth. He could see her
luscious lips and glistening white teeth and barely caught a glimpse of her
tongue. He saw her head draw close. She held his penis firmly and brought her
head and mouth closer. Soon her mouth wide open covered the head and shaft of
his penis. It was warm, he felt her moist breath, and then, he felt her
incisors clamp down on his shaft. The pain was intense, but so was the
pleasure. She didn't move she bit down as hard as she could. It was hard for
her to gnaw on it because of the awkward position. He felt her incisors break
through the skin. There was blood oozing it the site of the biting. He could
barely feel her tongue on the undersurface. Her teeth were clinched and her
lips rose. As hard as she bit she could not bite through his penis.

She then shifted her molars over the shaft and tried to gnaw at the shaft. He
saw her move her head, her lips relaxed and he felt them gently touch his
shaft. He felt more of the tongue, which she could not retract. But the pain
from the bite overwhemled the wet soft surface of her tongue. She sensed the
blood oozing form the shaft bite. The skin was tearing but she could not bite
all the way through. Her jaw was weakening, she gradually weakened her bite.
She could now sense the blood in her mouth and blood was tracking down the
shaft of the penis and down her lip and chin and dripping onto the towel on
the floor. She tried pulling the shaft away with her bite now gripped again by
the incisors. They penis stretched somewhat and the blood kept oozing. She did
tear away some of the skin and made a gash in the shaft exposing the caverosa.
The dorsal vein of the penis now flowed blood where it had been punctured by
her canines. She shifted to bite more with her canines on her right. He felt
the puncture further into the cavernosum. He was losing his erection, as the
penis shrunk she renewed her clinched bite and the incisors gauged deeper. It
seemed as though she were now through the fibrous tissue and down to the
urethra, but he couldn't tell. She began to strangely feel remorse and disgust
at herself. She loosened her grip and pulled away. She looked at his penis.
There was blood over the shaft. They top and bottom had deep teeth
lacerations. His penis though was not bit off. There was a faint glistening of
saliva on the glans, quickly covered by the oozing blood. She got up, washed
her face, rinsed her mouth and proceeded to leave. She told him she wished she
could have bitten it off. She was happy though that his penis would be
scarred. She said let us try it again next week. He looked a t his penis; he
rinsed off the blood and saw the deep bite lacerations that would be there
forever.

  

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