Scalding Sins

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“No Mama! No!” Fritz cried as he struggled to pull away from his mother but her weather beaten hand held tight around his small wrists, dragging him down the hallway towards the bathroom, despite his best efforts to get free. At seven years old Fritz Ulrich was already without a father and had gone through puberty the year before. It had been three weeks of solid Hell and Mama had managed to get together enough money to get a doctor to see him.

The doctor, an old Jew from down the road, had shuffled up the rickety steps to the Ulrich apartment which was on the third floor of a building that should have been condemned long ago. The doctor had said that while it was extremely uncommon for boys to hit puberty as young as Fritz it wasn’t unheard of. All it meant, the doctor said, was that Fritz’s hormones had started working early but this also meant that Fritz would more than likely be sterile and that he would never be able to grow a beard.

Mama coldly told the doctor that only filthy Jews like him needed to grow beards and told him to get out. The doctor just shook his head and left without a word. Everyone thought that Mama was crazy but Fritz knew that she was just trying to protect him from the world and teach him lessons that he would need for later on in life. Still sometimes these lessons caused more pain than Fritz thought he could bear. Hitting puberty at such a young age caused Fritz’s body to have needs that confused and scared him. Mama said that hitting puberty at all was a sign of sin and that by hitting it early he had proved to be extremely sinful.

’It’s because your father was nothing but a dirty Jew.’ Mama would often say and Fritz believed her so he tried to do everything that he could to wash away this horrible sin. Still when he had been getting ready for bed his body’s needs had turned into demands that he could no longer ignore. He had no idea what masturbation was, except that it would send you straight to Hell, so when he wrapped his small fist around his hardness he never thought he was doing anything wrong. Still, he should have known, after all, anything that feels too good must be wrong. He hadn’t even thought to shut the door and just as he came Mama walked in.

Now she was taking him to the bathroom, dragging his underfed nude body down the hallway to that most feared place. The buildings pluming wasn’t very good so it was hard to get cold water, most times you could only get water that was so hot that it filled the tiny apartment with steam. “I won’t let the devil get you, Fritzy, I won’t let him.” She muttered over and over as she yanked him into the bathroom and threw him across the room. He hit the side of the large prociline bathtub and slumped to the floor, trembling with fear as Mama locked the door. “Mama, please-” He started in a soft, pitiful voice but she cut him off. “No please Fritz! Do you think that Lucifer and his minions will listen to your pleas? NO!” She snarled, crossing the room to turn on the hot water.

She didn’t even try to turn on any cold water. He whimpered as she grabbed his wrists and forced him to his knees, bending him over the side of the tub. “I’ve got to wash away the sin, Fritz. I’ve got to.” She whispered, smoothing his golden hair down. He shook his head, whimpering wordlessly, tears rolling down his cheeks. She switched her grip to his elbows, forcing his shaking hands under the scalding water. He started to shriek as the water hit his pale skin, turning it blood red. “NO!NO!NO! Mama! Stop!” He howled, once again becoming animated as he tried to get away but his mother’s hands were strong from work. “Why? Does it burn?” She asked softly and he nodded, his struggles weakening. “It’s boiling me alive Mama! It burns so bad!” He cried, raising his tear stained face up to look at her but she was staring straight ahead.

“Just wait till you go to Hell, Fritzy. Just you wait. You think the devil will only burn the outside of you? Oh no, Fritz, oh no. He’ll burn you inside too. He’ll burn you from the inside out. He’ll get inside you and burn up your soul.” She switched the hold of his elbows to one hand and he felt her other hand on his backside. He screamed in horror and agony as her razor sharp nails dug into his dry virgin hole. His struggled increased as she shoved her fingers into him, her nails tearing him open.

“He’ll get inside you just like this and burn you up from the inside out. He’ll take all that filth that’s piled up in your soul and use It as fuel! Do you want that to happen Fritz!?! Do you want him to burn you from the inside out!?! DO YOU WANT HIM INSIDE YOU!?!” She shrieked and he shook his head violently, finally going limp in her grasp. “No Mama…no….”He whimpered but he didn’t know if he was saying no to her or to the devil. “Good.” She said softly and kissed the top of his head. “That’s my good little boy.”

She took her hand away from his backside and seized his elbows once again with both hands. He was stunned to see blood on her hand and to feel it running down his legs. “We’ve got to get all that sin off.” She whispered as she switched her grip and prepared to turn his hands over. He had extremely sensitive hands and the palms were the most sensitive part; Mama knew this. He bit back a scream as the boiling water hit his soft palms. Just then a loud banging came at the door. “Shit.” Mama growled and let go of him, standing.

“That’ll be the nosey neighbors…nosey people go to Hell.” She muttered, almost to herself. “Take the soap and scrub those filthy hands while I go get rid of them and if you don’t clean them good I’ll know and you’ll go to Hell.” She unlocked the door and exited to give the neighbors some new bullshit story while Fritz sat crying and bleeding on the tile, scrubbing at his raw hands, trying to erase a sin that did not exist.~

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