Barb was crying and she said, âOh please Tom canât we talk about this?â
Tom took his hand and lifted her face and said, âWhen Marvin gets tired of you, and he will, itâs just a matter of time, youâre going to end up fucking first his friends. Then youâll be making porno movies for them and whoring out on the streets sucking a bunch of cock every night after that. And when youâre too worn out for that, youâll either be sold to a whorehouse in Mexico, where youâll be fucking 40 or 50 field hands a day until you die, a few years later. Or youâll die of a drug overdose or AIDS, or, if you have the strength, kill yourself.â
She said, âNo, no Tom I will be with you. Take me back please! Iâm so sorry, I didnât mean to hurt you. Please Tom letâs go home and be a family again please!â
He said, â Youâre so sad Barbara and such a waste. Youâll never stay away from him. I saw how you loved to fuck on his cock. You would leave me again and cheat on me again, you know it and I know it, and even old Marvin knows it. And besides you had your chance minutes ago and you picked Marvin. Now, in the interests of being fair, since Marvin here deliberately took away the only person Iâve ever loved, Iâm going to take away the only thing heâs ever loved, his cock.â
Trembling with a fear greater than she had ever known, Barbara cried, âNo! God no! Tom, donât do it! Iâll do anything, anything you want, Iâll make it up to you, baby, please! Donât cut off his cock! Besides, heâll bleed to death, then youâll go to jail! Please donât!â
âItâs way too late for you, slut. And for all the other dozens and dozens of other stupid women who made that same choice before you. But I can stop it from ever happening again with this piece of shit.â Tom pointed at Marvin and slapped him on the back of his head hard.
âAnd this is going to happen to him because of what he did to me not youâ, Tom told her.
Tom set to work, and soon had Marvinâs legs stretched wide apart and tied securely, ignoring his screams of pain from the broken knee until he was finished. Then using Barbaraâs panties, he stuffed them in his mouth to muffle the further screams he knew were going to be coming. Then he reached into the toolbox and pulling the propane torch out of the tool kit. He lit it and approached Marvinâs spread crotch. âTom, no, please baby, Iâm begging you!â Barbara whimpered.
âAm I going to have to gag you too, slut?â Tom looked at her in disgust. âNow I want you to just remember whose fault this all is. Now shut up!â
Then, grabbing Marvinâs cock he stretched it out, and brought the 4000-degree torch flame down to the base of it. At the first touch of the flame, Marvin went ballistic, thrashing his body so fiercely that he knocked the chair backwards and fell over on his back. As he lay back on the floor, Tom had to turn around and sit on Marvinâs body to hold him still.
Then he proceeded to burn through the base of the big cock. Since the flame was cauterizing the wound as it passed through the flesh, there was surprisingly little bleeding, but the strangled screams coming from Marvin made the hair stand up on the back of Barbâs neck. She watched that marvelous cock that had given her more pleasure than she knew was even possible, slowly being parted from Marvinâs body, and knew, finally, the enormity of what she had done.
She knew now that she thrown away any chance of ever being happy again and something in her died. All she could do was watch in horror as Tom finished burning through the cock. Then turning to her, he threw the smoking, stinking limp piece of flesh right into her lap. Tom said, âThere, thatâs what you wanted. Thatâs what you sacrificed your marriage, and your children, and your life for. Kind of a pitiful trade, wasnât it?â
Barbâs mind seemed to snap from all the emotions exploding in her, and she froze, quivering, looking down at the disgusting thing lying inches from her pussy.
Tom then proceeded to burn off the scrotum hanging below the charred stump, explaining that he was eliminating Marvinâs supply of testosterone that made him so mean and aggressive, and threw the balls at Barb also. He said, âNow, since I donât want him coming after me or our children, Iâm going to strangle him enough to cause permanent brain damage, but not kill him. Then Iâm going to start a fire in the stove, and tip it over on him so itâll look like he fell over the stove, knocked himself out and broke his leg, and the hot coals burned off his cock and balls. He wonât be able to say different, because his brain will be mostly a vegetable.â
Tom arranged the âaccidentâ with the stove, then put his knee across Marvinâs throat, looking at his watch, timing carefully after Marvin went limp. When four minutes had passed, he revived him and when he was breathing again, went through the strangling procedure once more for insurance. Finally he looked up at Barb and told her, âIâm not going to slash your face or anything to make it so no man would enjoy looking at you again. I was thinking, because of what we once had. Besides, I wonât have to. Within a year, youâll be so fucked up on drugs and disease and malnutrition I wouldnât recognize you anyway. Goodbye, slut, and donât try to contact the children or me again, that would only hurt us all and kill you! She knew he was serious. He turned at the doorway and said, âYou see what happens to people who hurt me so donât try and see the kids Iâm warning you.â
With that, Tom turned and left.
Epilogue: When Marvinâs âbrothersâ arrived up at the cabin on Sunday, things played out pretty much as Tom had predicted. They found a comatose Barbara almost crazy with grief, and figured it was because of the tragic accident that had happened to Marvin. It didnât have much effect on her fate, however; they all enjoyed her body filling each hole all weekend long. Then they passed her around the black community for the next several months as if she was a slave. She was. She eventually was forced into hooking and doing porno movies just to eat. After they got her hooked on heroin, she went lower and started to suck cock at night for $25.00 a pop.
Marvin starved to death about eight months later when there was no one around to feed him because Barb was in the hospital recovering from a vicious beating that a sadistic John gave her.
Tom cried for a long time when he saw a picture of her in the paper and read that a red-haired hooker named Barbara died of a drug overdose. It took some time but eventually Tom was able to get on with his life.