Waiting patiently for the wax to finish it's course on the boy's body, the Caretaker reached up and gently stroked the boy's cheek. Jay was still in a confused state of panic as evident from his subtle expression on his paralyzed face. He wanted to flinch from the madman's caress as the lightest touch was driving his overly sensitive wax body into ecstasy, but his head held fast.
The Caretaker looked over the body of his new victim. He recognized it as the first to trespass his house this day, recalling the boy's obnoxious quips and one-liners as he observed them from the shadows. Out of all the young men that had entered his domain today, this was the boy he'd been most looking forward to converting and already had it in his mind the new form that he would take.
From his perspective, Ben had a front seat view of Jay being hoisted up to his feet and posed standing to attention. He whimpered meekly, the exhaustion from him physical exertions keeping him from forming any coherent words.
He winced with a high pitched yelp as he observed the evil sculptor take his hot serrated knife and deliberately sawed Jay's member off.
Jay too was screaming with a blend of pain and pleasure unknown to him and even when it had separated completely from him body he could still feel the Caretaker's clawing hand gripping the member.
The Caretaker then calmly approached Ben and gripped onto his captive's nose. Ben, not realizing that he hadn't needed to breath since he was a partial statue, desperately gasped trying to shake the hand off his nose. The madman took this opportunity to slide the dismembered wax column down Ben's throat, leaving only an inch sticking from his mouth, and trickled some magic wax around the boy's lips. Ben gagged as the wax column made it's way down his sensitive esophagus. He tried to spit the offending item out, trying to push the intrusion with his still mobile tongue, but his lips were forever sealed around Jay's instrument.
Jay on the other hand was reeling mentally from Ben's efforts to remove the intruder from his mouth. Even though separated from his body he could feel the tongue of his friend try to find purchase on his wax member sending him into now eternal arcs of mental pleasure.
The Caretaker, pleased that he'd finally silenced the boy in his own twisted way and returned to his other piece of work.