A Haunting Chap 1
#1 of A Haunting
Haunting
A professor of paranormal studies, takes his senior class on an end of the year field trip. Spending the night in a haunted mansion, which belonged to a psycho cutter. Who the policed killed in the house, all his old tools and gadgets remain in place. And there are many tales that his ghost comes back to collect more trophies.
THE OPERATING ROOM 1
Adjusting the video camera's focus on to the bare dull silver table top. Thad shivered, not because it was particularly cold. But because the operating room was so... sterile and uncongenial. Of all the rooms in this house of horrors it was the most normal. But then that made it the most frightening some how! Because what had gone on in it for years was so shocking and deviant.
Lured here by promises of sex, money, or drugs. Over ninety young male furs had been tricked, seduced or forced to give up that which made them male! Corbin the Black Panther must surely have been hopelessly mad. It couldn't have been just plain envy and spite, that had led him to emasculate so many! Thad paced around uncomfortably, his feet hurt and his leg's were tired. But the one rickety old chair was broken, that left only one place to sit. Swallowing hard Thad edged up and sat on the stainless steel operating table. Feeling the coldness of the metal through his jeans and fur. It was just like one of the old time Vet tables. It even had all the odds and ends.
Turning Thad lifted his leg's, placing them into the steel stirrups. Then lay back flat starring up at the massive over head lights. Luckily those were not on, laying there he wondered how many of Corbin's victims had met they're fate in his position. There were other rooms of course, and the professor said different things had happened in all of them. Surprisingly as he lay there his eye lids began to droop. And he found himself drowsing, drifting in that strange twilight between wakefulness and sleep. As he did, images filled his mind; he saw Corbin standing over a prostrate male. The light from the over head light's running like water over the Panthers shiny black fur. As often happens in dreams, Thad found his view point shifting. At times he was the victim on the table, at times he was Corbin smiling down wickedly. And indeed at other times he was a disembodied spirit watching from the corner.
The cold from the table seemed to seep into him, making his body go numb. Trying to move, Thad found that he was unable to do so; but this didn't worry him. He knew about sleep palsy and so just drifted along with the dream. As it just seemed to get stranger and stranger. For it appeared that it was the panther on the table. But in the next instant, he was looking up from the table as the panther grinned down at him. Then just as he was getting use to that, he found himself watching from the corner. As the panther standing up, got ready to neuter himself who was laying on the table.
It was confusing and thrilling all at once. The standing Corbin was naked, his long sleek black tail curling and twitching. And he was cutting the clothing off the motionless Corbin on the table. Thad shivered, as he felt the razor sharp scalp blade tickle against his skin. Then was looking down as he carefully split the seams of the panthers clothing. Stripping the ruined jeans and shirt off, Corbin's sleek dark body. He watched as the Black Panther tossed those shredded rags away. His firm strong paw fondling the silky black sheath and scrotum. Moaning, as those smooth leathery pad's slid up to grasp; and masturbate his pulsing cock. Panting in pent up sexual frustration, as he watched impotently from the corner!
Trembles as the buzzing shears vibrate on his sensitive scrotal flesh. Carefully shearing all the short black fur off the pale pink ball sack. Starring as the electric clippers are sit aside, flesh cleansed of it's loose fur. Feeling cool air on his ball sack for the first time. He lifted the gleaming scalp in one gloved paw, smiling as the light glittered off its edge. Moving closer out of his corner as the blade slit up the center of the naked sack. A sudden dizziness washing over him as he felt his flesh part.
Grins in wicked delight as he fish's the orb's from within their casing. Observes as the cords and blood vessels of his left nut are clamped, then deftly sliced. Body jumping and jerking as the nerves are dissevered pain burning deep in his guts. Sews the clamped blood vessels and cords thrusting them back into the empty sack.
Leers as he supervises the clamping off of the second set of cords and vessels. Heart racing in panic, feeling his second orb's blood choked off. Knowing that is would be cut off in a moment, feeling loss and fear. Smile broadening as he senses that his victim knows he's about to be unmaled. Drools in helpless desire, as he watches impotently. As the second testicle is removed and placed in a bowl of preservative. Struggles weakening even as the second ache in his gut's throb. Smiles at a job well done sewing the vessels and placing them back in their sack. Sealing that small wound with silvery metal surgical stapes. Fades back into the corner, desires burning within him. As he notes that the naked nuttless figure on the table is no long a Panther. Thad's body jerked awake and he half sat up, finding his naked leg's in the tables stirrups.
‘Ahhhhhh to sleep... perchance to dream... MMHahahaha!' Corbin's malevolent ghostly voice echoed off the cold sterile wall's.
FIN