Petplay. Usually Sherlock is John's prissy, papmered pet. He likes being stroked and coddled and sucking lazily on John's cock before maybe taking a nice nap in a warm sunbeam.
...unless he's bored. In which case he's an unholy nightmare who likes to push every boundary he can think of.
After a particularly frustrating and badly-behaved week, (everything from shredding the wallpaper to humping the furniture) John issues an ultimatum: That if Sherlock doesn't improve he's going to get his pet neutered to see if that sorts out his behaviour.
Smugly assuming it's an empty threat, and stroppy enough to keep pushing, Sherlock continues to misbehave. Unimpressed, and fed up enough to prove a point, John goes ahead and 'does it'. Ties his pet down, gloves up and whips out his surgical kit...
Or at least that's how it appears.
Keeping him blindfolded and immobilised, John actually just coats Sherlock's balls in topical anesthetic gel and goes at him with the handle of a frozen teaspoon. The sensory input, however, provokes a reaction that is quite spectacular.
Bonus for John tightly bandaging up the 'wound' so when the blindfold comes off it still looks as if he really has just had his balls removed as punishment.
A much subdued, sad and sorry pet, Sherlock spends the rest of the evening curled mournfully in his master's lap, mitts on his hands to stop him pawing at the site of his 'surgery'.
Pet-play, castration play
...unless he's bored. In which case he's an unholy nightmare who likes to push every boundary he can think of.
After a particularly frustrating and badly-behaved week, (everything from shredding the wallpaper to humping the furniture) John issues an ultimatum: That if Sherlock doesn't improve he's going to get his pet neutered to see if that sorts out his behaviour.
Smugly assuming it's an empty threat, and stroppy enough to keep pushing, Sherlock continues to misbehave.
Unimpressed, and fed up enough to prove a point, John goes ahead and 'does it'. Ties his pet down, gloves up and whips out his surgical kit...
Or at least that's how it appears.
Keeping him blindfolded and immobilised, John actually just coats Sherlock's balls in topical anesthetic gel and goes at him with the handle of a frozen teaspoon. The sensory input, however, provokes a reaction that is quite spectacular.
Bonus for John tightly bandaging up the 'wound' so when the blindfold comes off it still looks as if he really has just had his balls removed as punishment.
A much subdued, sad and sorry pet, Sherlock spends the rest of the evening curled mournfully in his master's lap, mitts on his hands to stop him pawing at the site of his 'surgery'.