Mindy's Cock Torture Fantasy

Mindy’s Cock Torture Fantasy

All of the quoted stories (the bits in the first three sets of speech marks) are from the Fetlibrary. They are, in order:

Slaves by Liz Sivonelle.

Mistress Flavia And Camilla Conclude The Flagellation by Chris Wicked.

The Interrogation by Tyjord

They are all considered to be copyright by their respective authors. Please check them out. I think they are great, and the extract is only used to illustrate the sort of things which turned Mindy on.

Mindy’s Cock Torture Fantasy

Mindy, the slightly overweight, half-Indian university student, liked cocks. She liked cocks a lot. She liked to go on porn sites and see big cocks. She liked to see big cocks spurting into the air. The more cum the better, as far as she was concerned. She liked to see videos if triple penetration; with some horny slut having thick, big cocks penetrate all of her holes at the same time: a cock in the asshole, a cock in the cunt and, of course, a big fat cock in the mouth. Mindy would watch those porn videos, and wish that it was her, with those big, hard cocks spurting their streams of hot, white cum over her face.

But there was also a darker side to Mindy. She loved cocks, but she also loved the idea of a cock on pain. The thought of some guy surrendering his cock to be tortured made her wet. She could not find enough cock torture videos. Most of them featured overweight guys with small dicks, and what she wanted was to see some stud with ripped abs getting his massive cock brutally tortured – and she did mean brutal. She wanted to see the cock pierced by as many needles as it could take. She wanted to see it blackened by red hot pokers. She wanted to see it cut with a bullwhip. She wanted to see it destroyed.

So, for a while, she took solace in stories of cock torture, such as those on sites such as the Fetlibrary. There were certain sentences which could almost make her cum without touching herself, one such as “The wired clamps on the boy's nipples, the wire running all around his balls and cock, and the hollowed metal tube with a wire attached inside his urethra, all connected to the same battery as the metal cocks, made sure that the experience was quite electrifying for him…”

Or:

“She began slightly flicking the whip, like you’d crack a bullwhip, so that the metal tips slashed across cock and balls with double the speed and force of a straight blow. Again and again my anguished screams were muffled by the black plastic ball gag. I saw she was deliberately aiming at the tip of my cock, my glans, and trying to cut it open..”

Or:

“Caden howled into his gag as the probe was pushed into his urethra, the metal filaments scratching at the sensitive membranes inside his limp shaft. Nadia continued pushing until all four inches of metal were buried inside him. She smiled at him, and proceeded to withdraw and insert the irritating intruder in a slow and steady manner. The young man continued screaming, his penis being raped by this sadistic madwoman…”

She loved those stories (and she would love a continuation of the last one). She wanted to torture the outside of a cock. She wanted to destroy the inside of a cock. She tried writing a few stories of her own, but she would only get as far as the main action, and become overwhelmed by the desire to bury her fingers in her hot cunt, frigging away until she came, dreaming of using a wire whip to cut into the flesh of a rock hard cock. All of these images were in her mind. It was just a matter of getting them down into a story. The idea that she might ever do what she fantasised about in real life never occurred to her. There was no stud who would ever be able to bear all of the cruel things which she desired to do to his rock-hard cock.

She tried ignoring her fantasies, and getting on with her university work. But, when she went alone to bed at night, her fantasies returned with a vengeance. She dreamt of a naked six foot six, blue eyed hunk, his muscular body ripped and glistening, begging Mindy to torture his cock…

“Please, Mindy, I want you to torture my cock. I want you to do it because it will bring you pleasure.” He was stood before her, his ten inch cock fully erect, his glans purple. It was just begging to be hurt. How could she refuse?

In this dream Mindy was dressed in leather clothes she did not possess in real life: Thigh high shiny black leather boots with sharp stiletto heels; a black whalebone and leather corset; and black leather gloves which almost went up to her armpits.

“You’re not begging hard enough.” Mindy said. “Kneel before me and beg me to destroy your cock.”

The incredibly attractive hunk knelt before Mindy.

“Please, Mistress Mindy, torture my cock to destruction.” And Mindy relented to his pleading.

The dream always started that way. But it would, from then, go along different paths. Mindy was inventive with her fantasy sadism…

First version: Mindy walked over to the kneeling hunk. His cock looked beautiful; and all beauty must die. No woman would look at his cock when she was finished with him.

She lifted her right foot, and slowly slid her stiletto heel down the side of his cock. The hunk screamed in pain as the heel lacerated the flesh of the side of the cock, cutting a thin red line from his frenum down almost to his balls. He screamed, but he did not move away.

“Hold your cock flat against the ground.” Mindy ordered him. He forced his hard cock down, so that it was lying on the ground. Mindy pressed down on the very edge of his cock, her sharp heel again cutting through his flesh. She did that several other times, lacerating the shaft time and again, until he was bleeding from a dozen places.

“Masturbate.” Mindy ordered him. “I want you to cum – for the last time. Tell me when you are about to cum.”

The hunk began masturbating his hard cock. Mindy watched. She loved to see men wank, when the cock was as big as his. But that would not stop what she intended to do. She raised her right leg, her long and sharp hell no more than an inch over his peehole. There was a single pearl of precum on his urethra.

“I’m coming!” he shouted. And as quick as sin Mindy stamped down with all her strength and weight. As the hunk came her heel penetrated his urethra, cutting it open inside, slamming down so that the end of her heel came out of the flesh of his shaft about halfway down, ruining the inside of his cock forever…

It was at that point, in her bed, that Mindy would always cum, the fingers of her left hand tweaking her hard clit, while the fingers of her right hand pistoned in and out of her sopping cunt.

Second version. This dream started out like the first one. But, in this one, Mindy smoked, even though she did not smoke in real life. She didn’t even vape.

“Very well, since you have begged so nicely, I will destroy your cock.” Mindy said. “I want you to masturbate, slowly. I will torture your cock while you masturbate. Stand up for this. But I want you to warn me when you are about to cum.”

Mindy lit a cigarette as the hunk slowly wanked his hard cock. As he did so she gazed into his blue eyes, so she could see his look of pain. Then she touched the side of his purple glans as he masturbated. He winced with the sudden pain, but did not stop his masturbation. If anything, he speeded up, perhaps hoping that if he came quicker, the torture would end. But Mindy was having none of that.

“Slow down.” she said. “Slow strokes.”

He obeyed her, slowing down, so that Mindy would get plenty of time to torture his cock. She carried on singeing his purple glans, first one side, then the other, leaving little marks where the hot ember touched his defenceless flesh. A glans is very sensitive, and the end of a lit cigarette is very hot.

She burned all around the glans, from the frenum to the very tip (but not yet the entrance to his urethra). She burned the underside and the top, so that his cockhead was utterly covered with burn marks.

“I’m about to cum.” he gasped, finally, wincing through the pain. Mindy bent down the cigarette in her mouth, and carried on smoking it while it was touching the end of his urethra. She puffed on the cigarette as hard as she could, making the end orange. As he screamed in pain she used her fingers on the scarred glans to pull it open, so that the entrance to his urethra flared, and the hot ash burned the inside of his cock. And then he came, his hot spunk putting out the even hotter cigarette.

And, back in the real world, Mindy always came at that point, as well.

Third version: Mindy had read stories featuring electricity, and, in this version of the fantasy, she has an electric shock machine far more powerful than a TENS. In her fantasy the torture machine has a probe with a sensor, and when sperm hits the sensor the shock machine will turn the power up to maximum – not killing the hunk, but destroying the nerve endings inside his cock forever.

The slave has begged for destructive cock torture, and the benevolent Mistress Mindy has granted his wishes. There is a metal ring, which serves as an electrode, tight around the base of his cock. There is that electrode which is a sensor buried deep in his cock. Then all he has to do is to masturbate.

Mindy, her eyes bright, watches the hunk wank his cock. She watches as he gets closer and closer to orgasm. She wants him to cum so that his cock can feel pleasure turn to the most incredible agony. And then, finally, he cums – and immediately screams, as the sperm hits the sensor and is trapped inside him. An incredible number of volts surge through his cock, as he feels the greatest pain off his life. He flops about on the floor, unable to do anything but suffer agony as the entire length of his cock is burned out by the volts.

Mindy leaves him spasming on the floor. She will only come back hours later, by which time all sensitivity in his cock will have been destroyed, and he will never be able to cum again.

But, in the real world, Mindy has no trouble cumming, as she imagines that hunk in electrical agony. How great it would be to be able to do that to somebody!

Another Version: Sometimes Mindy wonders what it would look like if you cut the end of a cock off right at the moment of orgasm

“I will grant your wishes. But, since I am going to do this for you, you will have to pay by this being your last ever orgasm. Begin masturbating. Tell me when you are about to cum.”

In this fantasy, Mindy is armed with an unbelievably sharp samurai sword, the metal folded hundreds of times. The sword is so sharp that you could put it in the centre of a stream, have a leaf float down to the edge of the blade, and have it parted into two halves as it floats past. The sword is a thing of beauty. But so are hard cocks.

She has her ripped, muscled hunk masturbate to orgasm. Just as he cums she swings down with the sword, severing the glans just behind the frenum. The glans goes flying. But the slave does not stop cumming. White spunk, mixed with bright red blood, spurts out of his mutilated cock…

Yet Another Version. In this Mindy is a whip mistress. But her whip is a special one, a strand of ultra-sharp wire, which can cut flesh; but which, if she uses all of her strength, can cut right through flesh, only being stopped by something like bone. And there is no bone in a boner.

“Please destroy my cock.” the male slave begs, his ten inch cock thrusting up from above a pair of orange-sized testicles, laden with cum. Since he has begged so nicely, who is Mindy to refuse? She begins flicking the deadly strand at his balls. He sighs in pain, as tiny cuts appear on his scrotum. But he remains hard, even when Mindy flicks the strand of the whip at the shaft of his cock. again and again Mindy flicks the wire at his cock shaft, the barest flick, yet causing a little cut to appear with each touch of the whip. Soon the shaft of his cock is red, from the blood flowing from dozens of little cuts. The guy is humping the air, almost ready to cum. And then, as the guy’s cock spurts beautiful white cum high into the air, Mindy brings the wire whip down with all her strength, aiming write at the piss slit. The whip is so sharp it bisects his glans, but not only that, It bisects his cock down to its base, splitting the entire length of the cock in two, the guy screaming, as blood and sperm leak out onto the floor.

And Yet Another Version: In this version Mindy is armed with needles and skewers. The needles are all red hot, of course. No wimping out in these tortures.

“Very well, I will torture your cock.” Mindy says. She forces hot needles into his balls, right up to the very end, until his balls are pin cushions, and there is no more room for needles. The guy is in agony, his balls being destroyed, but he still manages to stay erect (this is fantasy, after all). Then she slowly works her away up his shaft, glowing needle after glowing needle pushed down fully into the meat of his cock .She works her way up to his frenum. And when she pierces his glans with needles his creams are deafening. Yet he is still erect, still allowing Mindy to destroy his cock with heated metal.

At the exact same moment as he is about to cum Mindy forces a red hot skewer down the full length of his urethra, destroying the inside of his cock forever.

And more versions beyond that: every time Mindy goes to bed she wanks herself to sleep, most nights trying to cum up with a new way in which to cause agony and destruction to a hard, big cock, ideally at the moment of orgasm. She dreams of beautiful, hard cocks dissolved by acid; eaten away by fire ants; stung all over by hornets; crushed flat by mechanical vices; skinned all along the length of the shaft; cooked slowly over an open fire; and so on.

Eventually Mindy decided that she had to do something. She risked speaking to her best friend, a very broadminded pansexual goth girl called Severina (not her real name). They met up in the student bar one evening, going into a corner where they would not be overheard.

“What is it? What’s up?” Severina asked, when they both had their drinks (a white wine for Mindy, and a rum and black for Severina). Severina was wearing tight black jeans, hugging her figure so tightly they could have been painted on; an old and ragged My Chemical Romance tee shirt; and knee high black leather boots. Severina had her ears and one eyebrow pierced by studs and rings, and it was obvious that her nipples were pierced as well. Mindy suspected that that was not an end of Severina’s piercings. Whereas Mindy was a little overweight Severina was dangerously thin.

“I’ve been having nasty fantasies.” Mindy said, a little embarrassed about speaking to her friends.

Severina’s ears picked up. So that was all this was. She had thought Mindy in trouble.

“What sort of nasty fantasies?” Severina asked. “Hot lesbian women shitting in your mouth? Being forced to suck off Great Danes? What?”

“No, nothing like that.” Mindy said, a little shocked – and disappointing Severina by not sharing her two favourite fantasies.

“Then what?”

“I have fantasies about tormenting… well, tormenting cocks.” Mindy said, blushing.

“I’m going to need more details.” Severina said. If any of the fantasies were hot she might use them. “Describe one of them in details.”

Mindy decked her white wine. She could do with another. Which fantasy sounded least sick? She decided on the one with the cigarette, as, at the end of that, the hunk in her fantasy still had a cock, even if it was badly burned.

“Okay.” Mindy said, not believing that she was describing her secret wish. “Okay, I’ve got this really hot guy, with a big cock. His muscles are ripped, and he’s really handsome. And his cock is really big, like in porn videos – the good videos. And he begs me to destroy his cock through torture.”

“So this is consensual?” Severina asked.

“Yeah, I guess so. I decide to use cigarettes. I smoke a cigarette, and burn him all over he head of his cock while he’s wanking. And I do mean burn it: all of the sides and undersides and top of his cock have been blackened by my cigarettes. The only bit not burned is that slit at the front. sorry, I need more wine.”

Mindy ran to the bar for more wine while Severina tried to calm down. The story was turning her on. She hoped that Mindy wouldn’t notice – not that Severina was embarrassed, but that she was scared that she wouldn’t hear the end of the fantasy.

Mindy came back to the table, and gulped down a mouthful of wine.

“Anyway, I tell the guy to tell me when he is about to cum. When he warns me that he’s getting close I pull back on the head so that it opens up the end of the urethra. I inset the end of my cigarette into the end of the urethras, and I puff on it, so that it is as hot as possible. He cums, putting out the cigarette with his spunk. And that’s just one fntasy. I’ve got loads like that, most of the others even nastier.”

“Castration?” Severina asked.

“Well, not the balls…”

“Cutting the cock off?” Severina asked. It was always the quite ones, wasn’t it?

“Yeah, usually just as he’s cumming.”

“So what’s the problem?” Severina asked.

“Isn’t it wrong to have fantasies like this?”

“Everybody has fantasies, some more extreme than others.” Severina said. “Are you planning to abduct some guy and cut his cock off?”

“God, no, of course not.”

“Then you don’t have a problem. Enjoy your fantasies. Don’t worry about how extreme they are. Would you ever consider doing them in real life, if you found a guy into stuff like that?”

Mindy didn’t answer. But the expression on her face was the answer that Severina needed.

“Look, you’d be surprised.” Severina said. “But there are a lot of guys who fantasise about stuff like that, and I’ve heard about ones who really would go along with this ultimate cock destruction of yours. Your only problem, really, would be finding one who was ripped, with a big cock. Most of these men are fat, sad losers with tiny dicks. But if you ever do really want to make your fantasy reality, then there are x-rated personal sites you can go on for stuff like this. Read up some of the ads, so that you get an idea of what to put. Then just see what happens. You might not get any suitable replies. But you might. You will never know until you try. I’ll send you an email with some of these site details.”

That was what Severina did, the next day. But Mindy didn’t do anything, at first, about bringing her fantasy too life. She told herself that she didn’t want to, while knowing secretly that she did.

Eventually, after weeks of self-denial, she looked at the sites. She was amazed by what some of the people wanted. After reading a lot of posts Mindy advertised herself. She put an undraped picture of her less than perfect body, albeit not including her head. she did not include her real hame, calling herself Indian Castratrix. As to the text:

“I am looking for a hunk who wants his cock utterly destroyed through torture. You will masturbate your cock while I torture it with whips, needles and cigarettes. When you cum I will cut off your cock. It will be the last orgasm you ever have. If you are interested contact me with an undraped photo. You must have a ripped body, and you must have at least a ten inch cock.

Mindy had thirty replies to her post. Of those, twenty-nine were crap. The men were old, with pot bellies, and small dicks, just as Severina had predicted. But there was one, a guy from Dresden in Germany called Hans. He was twenty-six years old, and had a ripped body with a big cock. In the photo which he sent Mindy his cock was rock hard. The head of it covered his navel. it was that long. He left the address of his computer, so they could chat on line.

Mindy couldn’t resist. Early one evening she contacted Hans, at a pre-arranged date and time. He answered. His computer camera showed that he was naked, his cock sticking up, the head purple.

“Hello, Mindy.” he said.

“Hello Hans.” she said, feeling a little tongue-tied.

“So you are going to cut off my cock?”

“Yes.” Mindy could hardly believe that this beautiful creature wanted to sacrifice his cock for her.

“I have a request.” Hans said. “I would like you to torture and cut off my balls, as well. It is a long fantasy for me to have a woman cut off my cock and balls, after torturing them to destruction. I have everything you need here. I have whips and needles and knives and clamps and skewers. I have miniature branding irons which you can get red hot with a Bunsen burner. You can do everything you want to my cock and balls, Mindy, as long as you remove them at the end. that will make me so happy. I even have a miniature, adjustable guillotine. You can fit my cock in it. You can fit my balls in it so that they are held partially by the hole. Then you can slice each in two before finally taking the lot. Maybe you even slice through the glans while I’m cumming. It’s up to you.”

Mindy was as turned on as she had ever been, listening to this man with a massive cock describe ways of castrating him and giving him a penectomy. She was close to cumming. One hand was tweaking her hard little clit while he spoke.

“Hans, will you do something for me? I want to see you cum. But, just at the moment that you cum, I want you to squeeze your testicles as hard as you can.”

“Of course, Mindy.”

Hans masturbated, stroking his cock. He stroked up and down the shafted with one hand, the other hand around his shaven balls, getting ready to squeeze, to cause himself pain for this girl he had never met. Up and down his hand went, while Mindy’s owen hand made circular motions at the top of her wet labia. Soon he was shooting gobbets of white spunk up into the air, and screaming, for, just as that first stream of sperm flew up into the air, he squeezed his own balls as hard as he could. It was at that moment that Mindy came.

“I’ll see you soon, Hans.” she said, with a trembling voice.

Just how much was a flight to Dresden?

The End